J Cole - Rappa Magazine Freestyle Lyrics

[Verse 1: J. Cole]
Label me greedy, but see me finish what Peedi started
From Carolina where niggas spray like graffiti artists
The south nigga, niggas used to think we retarded
And slow as hell, but well well, now we regarded as the niggas (yea)
I fuck with non rapping niggas, non clapping niggas
Niggas is real, y'all is action figures (Ha)
Ain’t into acting bigger than I really am
Ain't no two ways around it, motherfucker I'm the man
Where the beef at?
Back in the days I ain’t even go out for recess
A nigga don't play, man, I been living okay
Been up in Queens where they 'rid of those foes
And niggas GATs got bodies like video hoes
It's J.Cole, you not fucking with just any old flow
I'm like the '95 Penny, you like Penny '04
No disrespect to my favorite player
Niggas praying a nigga never see the day a nigga rich

[Verse 2: Star Studded]
Yo' we came fully loaded clip, see we be on that shit
Yeah I’m all about the grip, my nigga I never slip
Never snooze my dude I know the rules I cruise on 22s
I paid all of my dues, my juice is so cool
I can freeze up a river
Downin’ bottles of Patrón like I don't need a liver, nigga
Kush for breakfast, piff for dinner
Your bitch, I strip her naked, get up in her
Am I THE man? Yes I am
Star Studded, motherfucker, forward slash He-Man
He mad he can’t do it nothing like we can
We landin', he been driving for the whole weekend
I leave nigga head split like pecans
You a jackass, and your money short as Wee-Man
Tryna stack cash but I still got my ski mask
Nigga, back, back, promise you don't wanna see that, believe that
The game is fucked up I can't dig rappin’
I'm about to switch it and start spitting a [?]
All save I made [?] Tall say he'd say, he'd say "Okay"
Now while you go and translate that
I'll be all over the track like a pimp in the light
You niggas tend to like baby back, ribs on the rack
Afford the mother baby Mac, hit him with that