My own content for J Cole's "Return of Simba". Basically spilled my heart out a lot on the microphone. I'd appreciate if you'd LISTEN and not just HEAR this !!

Here's a rough version of the lyrics..

Mama made a man man man, Raised him like a school flag/ Papa saw my knee scraped tellin me its too bad/ Blue flags and black trucks red streets and loose mags/ Influence or intuition had to learn that too fast see/ all the things my mama taught me I can still savor/ regardless of the home the world's serves the real flavor/ And niggas say ya past wasnt real major/ But A calm sea never birthed a skilled sailor/ I worked hard to get nothin in return/ Thought it'd be cars bitches and hunnids with the furs/ Chillin with stars but seein somethin in me burns/ Cause I know its too far I feel Im nothin to concern/ Life is a bitch strugglin to prolong her/ Conquer the weak wont make a nigga stronger/ Mama Gettin older, Mama gettin older/ Father had a stroke he aint got much longer/ Im prayin that the devil dont rob me/ All these demons and these angels lie beside me/ I was young I wasnt frightened of the closet ..cause I realized the monsters was inside me/ Clock strike 9 I strike thine, Tell them niggas this a FUCKIN thin white line/ And you can see my vision when ya sights primed/ Niggas in they deathbed snortin up they life line/ Damn, I hope you brought ya white wine/ Hearts gon break when they hearin Karbon's nice rhymes/ Nighttime work day till I see that light shine/ To spit everthing I got I need another lifetime/ -Tears on the page/ the world's a wild beast keep ya kids from the cage/ And where do we belong when the fear turns to rage/ and the niggas and they peers take the steel to the brain/ - Whoops I think I spilled beer on ya grave/ Swimmin pools of liquor just as clear as it came/ .. Last leg standin too much bread to take from me/ I dont have a lot of peers that way I can save money/ We all should cut eachothers hands applaude for one another/ We lost in all the wonder that is hard to toss above us/ I just wrote back to my incarcerated brother/ Told him Ima put you on and you know mama says she loves us/ Now a nigga know I gotta live up/ He tell me HOLD OOON little brother never give up/ But I swear it's repetition, repe-repetition the same shit everyday no movements is what Im sick of/ Fumbles I cant pickup, relations I cant sever/ Mistaking quick FUCKS for a lifetime together/ ..Next thing ya know a nigga lookin for a weddin ring/ Then lustin over runnerups to play it like a second string/ To be above you thats my designation/ Damn a nigga too sick need medication/ you hustlin? Puttin in yo resignation?/ ---All you niggas dead, no Dedication/ We used to fight to be the coolest of the kids/ But now that we grown we fightin food into the fridge/ And when a nigga see just how much loot is in his pig/ he gon fuckin show the world what a ruthless nigga is/ Still as I rap a demon Lays on my shoulder blade/ Its just a tribulation just a phase I aint know that came/ I see Revelations in my name just before the fame/ All these complications whos to blame aim it at the flame/ I promise you, baby girl I promise you/ Ima have the Benjamins stacked just as tall as you/ She said Jesus callin you Bradley Jesus callin you/ Sorry had to screen that shit I got another call in Queue

Return of Simba

iiGHT

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Recorded this in early 2012 and never released it. Figured everyone oughta hear it. Enjoy!!

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