How J Cole should've responded to Kendrick [1ST HALF BEAT]

How J Cole should've responded, version 2

How J Cole should've responded to Kendrick 2 [2ND HALF BEAT]

What Meek coulda said to Drake... (lyrics below)

HOOK
(Meek coulda) Had a Classic Man...
Drake spit 16, OD'd still Coulda 
Had a Classic Man...
The web blew up, Meek threw up, yet Coulda
Had a Classic Man...
woulda done this and he shoulda said that
The old classic man
Yea Coulda Had a Classic Man...

VERSE 1
Respect me Hebrew, look up to me like God
look what he do cuz he crushin on Minaj
...All she gave you was a lap dance bro
that's YOLO for ya ass, you only look & owe
u only lookin old... nothing'll be the same, oh well
have u sleep layin in the 6, no motel  
Ya whole tail under Toronto, bury you Drake
In the end you real mushy, u just cereal flakes
I kid wit u fakes, cuz I can't take it as real shit
Go from 0 shots to ya temple...hit a 100 real quick
I aint even thinkin bout colleges,
I'm coming fo' yo brain, hit a Canadian where his knowledge is
Just go home, run pass me Jimmy boy
You still acting, they don't show deGrassi anymore
Aubrey, getcha weight up, u only a Graham
I'm a Milly straight up, u only a band

HOOK

VERSE 2
let's not even discuss it man.... Im young money for real
But I aint worth it, remember!?? u shouldnt care how I feel
u caught in the lies, why you drawlin mista
you goin thru puberty? anxious for ya bar mitzvah?
miss me a little... miss me all the way
I could up the club Tuesday to Tuesday... call it anyday
go run a two-a-day chubby, u gettin fat boy
u hire ghosts, I'll have u collab on the track boy
Lemme hear ya mouth run again, plan ya wake
our last collab, I'll put a hit out for Drake
1-8-7 ya career in 16, murder one
Bitches sayin u got classics, I aint hearda one
(Over) ya dead body, I'll make the song true for you
Kill yaself, I'll do the honor, thank me later for the funeral
Rather take the beef to where I hang at bruh
but we could air it our in Canada, bang on u and all ya Raptors

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[Coulda Had A] Classic Man (Jidenna, Drake/Meek Mill diss)

LYRICS

Alls my tights is short & slight, zipper
Alls my tights I
Small pants like God
Bad jeans like: "God!"
Nazareth... I'm tucked up
Homie you aint tucked up
but God help me cuz Got my jeans on tight


zipped up Got my jeans on tight
zipped up Got my jeans on tight
Got my jeans on tight
hearin nothing feelin nothing, Got my jeans on tight
zipped up Got my jeans on tight
huh... Got my jeans on tight
zipped up Got my jeans on tight
hearin nothing feelin nothing, Got my jeans on tight


Uh, and when I stand up
I recognize you're lookin' at me and my bruised nuts
wonderin if I'm paralyzed from the waist down
In emergency can't even pull my pants down
...Jesus! And let me tell you bout my plight
Painkillers won't get me outta these tights
Can't even breathe in these jawns, like I got no life
Can't fit a feather in em, can't squeeze in no light
Lord knows, how I'm gettin outta these, tell the doc to come and get me, 
how the tailor even sewed, wont escape without tearing
pantin' in my pants sweatin', doin' jumpin' on a leg just to get a toe out it in silence
Tell the world I know they're too slim
Wonderin' how I got inside em
Try release the tightness all day
Won't you sympathize when I say

Man I'm sore, I am hurt, pull em down some more, zipper
to my thighs real low, world lookin' at me like, "where is his balls, zipper?"
wont wear these no mo', bout to kill me dead at the discount store, zipper
try on clothes from the floor
My knees gettin' weak and my lungs might blow cuz got my jeans on tight

CHORUS

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Jeans On Tight (Alright Parody, Kendrick Lamar ft Pharrell Williams)

"Broke" lyrics

VERSE
Hi I'm IMC, but u could call me broke
Had to name change due to alla the bills I owe  
(you know I) been had a chance to make that loot 
Now I'm yellin at the teller while my wallet on mute
food like, dough n cheese could help roll my ambitions 
School’s is trees, blew O’s on high admissions 
...Ppl preyin on my bread like it's kosher
Contemplatin on my bed to get it poppin like a toaster
finished every crumb, not even a cent last  
Rent past, my whole lump I spent alla that
....Money thot, can’t keep her in my hand’s palms
Huggin the block, she always in another man’s arms
Dollars aint much but paper wit dead guys
….But look at all the trouble a head buys
Green makes a healthy diet, I got debt, 
so if it was for free, me, I couldn't even buy it 

HOOK
(I'm) broke 4x (Im feelin, im really feelin that I'm..

VERSE 2
I need money, so I rhyme about it 
Got me a Roly, but I can not buy the time, tick tock it's 
Hard at the moment, still live wit ma moms 
and she only givin outstretched arms n palms 
Been expectin from the kid, since the labor moans
Not to mention, my tuition got me switchin up my neighbor homes 
…...Guess I get it from my mama 
Where the govt handout, pass the rock Obama 
He sought a lot of change, and I need plenty, too 
Not a penny to my name, Oh, I know it's pitiful 
Perusing thru my piggy bank, insufficient funds 
Peeling all my pairs of pockets peeking for a pressed one
....Neither here nor there, no money anywhere 
 S'posedly not everything, so how much should I really care? 
...starting today I do not no more
You wont find me ever again in department stores

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Broke (100 Grandkids Parody + instrumental remix, Mac Miller)

Idk Putin [Trump parody of Desus & Mero parody]

Ugly LYRICS by iM©
[Intro]
Do I need to brush my teeth?
I'm ugly, huh?
We The ugliest humans! Major ugly! We stay ugly!

[Verse 1]
My face worn and torn
Can't understand why it look so wrong
I must have to brush for hours 
Face look like I need to beat 2 thousand powders
and it's... cause I'm awfully ugly
And no one wanna fuh me
And like the Color Purple said
"You sho' is ugly!"
I got a face that I shoulda warned u lookin at it
Got a face that make a ngga kill a porno habit
I got a face that'll have me sing 'I am beau-ti-ful'
Ma mother like 'ngga stop it'
I got.. everyone on ha ha
Can't get no...poonani or ta ta
And the.. ugly on max max
And the... public on 'what's that?'
and.. (y)eah, I need a mask right now
Last year I had potential but not right now
I could never go and brag on what I'm talkin' about
I'm the only one that's ugly even with the lights out (damn)

[Hook]
You probably wonder if I ask myself
Am I ugly?
Am I ugly?
Or.. is my breath so bad, I shouldn't have to brush my teeth 
(uh..) Am I ugly?
(yea..) Am I ugly?
Or.. is my breath so bad, I shouldn't have to...

[Verse 2]
Brush my teeth 
You know I'm lurkin just to even get a shorty to peak
Bet nobody that you know of tryna reject me, psyche!
You tryna have me out with no street, lights
Nah... nobody checkin for me
You know nobody put investment on me 
You know I don't model for designers
I don't know the feel of a vagina
Why yall gotta chuckle up?
My face lookin beat, as in knuckled up
People always laugh like, stand up
Even call me names from the short bus
Yea I talkin so cuz I got hella ugg
Even though I'm in a hood, still need to pull it up
Swish, swish, every drip of Listerine
Hope this the real thing, can not feel the full clean

[Hook]

[Bridge]
Do I need to still brush my teeth?

[Outro]
I'm ugly, huh?
They don't want me to ever be handsome
So I made sure I never got handsome
Cuz we the ugliest, oh, you know
Brush for hours
We always had to
Don't ever slay ourselves
U G L Y aint got no alibi
U G L Y I'll hurt a eye
U G L Y don't even know why
damn... I'm ugly, huh?
Messed up

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Ugly PARODY

LYRICS (by IMC)

INTRO
you should enunciate,
speak up enunciate... ahhhh, hear hear

VERSE 1
everybody fake cuz everybody sensitive
but i don't give a ... because it's written in my first amend
if i have somethin on my mind like a neurologist
i'ma get it out like surgery yo where the scalpel is
politically correct nah i aint for politics
why u think so much yo, you aint no psychologist
beatin round the bush, nah, ima get to choppin it
timber watcha ya head and go to bed cuz if you sleepin...
wake up, cuz you shouldnt be thinkin of sleepin on me
homie, if you tired, get a cup, fill it with coffee
if you got somethin on ya chest then take it off
ppl say that talk is cheap, ima make it cost
i dont have patience for a faker
put a loss to your name like a Laker 
some ppl think they gotta please everybody
i keep it real like that's my hobby (I tell em)

HOOK
don't mumble, speak loud...

VERSE 2
tell me.. what u gotta say you could say it
I been sayin talk is real cheap, i could pay it
but if you start talkin out ya face ima lay it...
down on the ground you gon have to start prayin 
im so so sick and tired of the mumbling
if you got somethin to say get the marketing 
show me what it is that you are tryna get across
i dont understand what you are saying, clear ya throat and cough
say.. whatchu really tryna say
look me in the eyes and say
dont be ever scared to say
what u really mean to say
that's the deal for every day
i dont talk for fun or play
please just miss me with the games
otherwise get out my way 
this that professor at college lecture hall talk
it go for everybody, all of yall could hear me talk
if i offend you, you could move your feet and walk
im just showin how to move ya jaw (I tell em)

HOOK

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Mumble (Kendrick Lamar- Humble PARODY)

Writer/musician. Open to inquiries.

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iMC