Kenny Lofton

Intro:
Hurt, to think that you lied to me
Hurt, way down deep inside of me
And it breaks my heart...
Verse 1: J. Cole
Get paid a pretty Penny for my thoughts
Im Hardaway with grammar, Im hot
They only care bout a ****** when he handle the rock
Or when he dishing the pill, or when he grippin the steel
Bailing out my brother, tell the lawyer 'get the appeal'
With the flick of the pen, write the check and he out
Two years later he be at my shows checking me out
Know he proud of lil bro and how my records be out
Flashbacks to childhood when he was deckin me out
Now its clear lil Maine is the best mc out
Hands down, flow water, cant drown
My flow father, go harder, Cole smarter
Shout out to fiends in Queens, Im team no daughters
Pre-Hook:
I seen it all at this young age
The only thing left to do is die and hit front page
Should I knock on wood and pray like God forbid?
These hoes be poppin pills, these ******s be poppin ******, *** ***
Hook:
Pac on the mic in his prime
They only care bout a ****** when he writing a rhyme, boy
Kenny Lofton, you feelin my pace?
They only care bout a ****** when he stealin the base
Its like Im Wilt the Stilt, Im ******g them all
They only care bout a *** *** when he dunkin the ball, mane
And it breaks my heart
The worlds a stage, Ill just play my part
Verse 2:
Just caught fire like a young Richard Pryor with unforgettable quotes
They only care bout a ****** when tellin a joke, or when hes sellin his *******
They tell the reverend 'Man, I rather get to heaven with coke
Then live in hell and be broke'
Shout out to black man who beat the odds by yellin for hope
Today he asked if I could Twitter yall and tell you to vote
My ****** , how could I, knowing what I know
Its a game of charades, masquerade for the dough
Read the teleprompter these ******s is actors on the low
Yeah I voted for the * ***** cause he got the best show
Like I got the best flow
On your mark, set, go
Mama got us out the hood but we still ghetto
Pre-Hook:
I seen it all at this young age
The only thing left to do is die and hit front page
Should I knock on wood and pray like God forbid?
These hoes be poppin pills, these ******s be poppin ******, ******
Hook:
Pac on the mic in his prime
They only care bout a ***** * when he writing a rhyme, boy
Kenny Lofton, you feelin my pace?
They only care bout a ****** when he stealin the base
Its like Im Wilt the Stilt, Im * *****g them all
They only care bout a ****** when he dunkin the ball, mane
And it breaks my heart
The worlds a stage, Ill just play my part
Verse 3: Young Jeezy
I said, you wouldnt know the truth if it was right there in your face
See I cant explain the feeling when the feds surround your place
In that PJ Rose, I drink that ****** by the case
Like somebody pray for me, Reverend Run, Pastor Mase
See I do this for my homie he got caught with a soft eight
When I say a soft eight, yeah thats two less than ten
If they let him out today he gon do it all again
Say he lost the first time it wont stop until he win
Street life will have you drunk, Im talkin Seagrams Gin
Yeah we screamin Scarface, but we all know how that ends
Every word is like *******, you can snort it like lines
If I said it, then I meant it, they reciting every line
If I had to write a book , it would be the Life and Times
Every verse is that work, you can weigh it like a nine
You see I lost a lot of ******s and it broke my heart
Life is staged, I just played my part
Haha, yeah
Hook:
Pac on the mic in his prime
They only care bout a ****** when he writing a rhyme, boy
Kenny Lofton, you feelin my pace?
They only care bout a ****** when he stealin the base
Its like Im Wilt the Stilt, Im ******g them all
They only care bout a ****** when he dunkin the ball, mane
And it breaks my heart
The worlds a stage, Ill just play my part