Bunce Road Blues

专辑：The Fall-Off

歌词

作词 : Ron Gilmore Jr./Jermaine Cole/Alan Maman/Margaux Whitney/Brian Casey/Jermaine Dupri/Usher Raymond/Manuel Seal/Bryan James Sledge/Abbas Hamad

作曲 : Ron Gilmore Jr./Jermaine Cole/Alan Maman/Margaux Whitney/Brian Casey/Jermaine Dupri/Usher Raymond/Manuel Seal/Bryan James Sledge/Abbas Hamad

Steady

Will you be around when I'm ready?

I'd rather you go and be happy

But I don't wanna leave you alone, no

All of y'all niggas pussy, you shoot at the opps and run from the cops

And I don't get it

I ain't suggesting you fire your weapon at 12, but hell

Why in the **** do we feel that niggas that's lookin' like us who deserve to be killed?

Meanwhile Capitol Hill been makin' it easy for them to go stuff us in cells

I ain't no preacher for real, I just like to cut on the mic' and start lettin' it spill

And I've been leavin' a trail, you play all my albums and find you a letter revealed

This is a suicide note, come here, look what I wrote, I'm 'bout to kill myself

**** J. Cole, I don't even want this role, wanna rebuild myself

Tuck my pole under the driver's seat, nigga, don't try to reach

I'll bust a hole right in your frontal lobe, that's a lobotomy

Two months ago I was on Bunce Road, nigga done spotted me

Said, "What's up, Cole? Nigga, I love you, bro"

He said he proud of me, that touched my soul

Wasn't too long ago that I was over here at Seventy-First Middle

Had my very first little girlfriend, that'll let me get a feel or two

Back then it was considerable, enough to void the ridicule

But come another year or two

"Boy, you better be ****in' on somethin'," my mama ain't never even give me no rubbers

Papa was gone, how to put Trojan on was somethin' I had to discover

All on my own, y'all know the song

I probably been singin' this shit for too long

Pardon me if I've been soundin' some broken record

I come from the brokest of homes, shit

I come from the brokest of homes

It's 7 o'clock on the dot

I'm in my drop-top cruisin' the streets that I grew up in

I didn't think the same back then

Sayin', "Oh, how we changed", my nigga, that's when

The pistols go pop, bodies drop

They got the block blocked, it's the police, we ain't see nothin'

I just roll up my weed and get to puffin'

And lay back in my seat, oh yes, I'm numb again

Uh-oh, uh-oh

Uh-oh (Oh, yeah), uh-oh (Yeah, hey)

Finding you lose when you choose to neglect

The roots that we grew to protect us, oh

The sun has been blinding lately, mm

One day you find when your light's out

You always were a bright star to me

Even at times the world didn't say so

One in the morning

If the walls where you once talked, would they fess up?

I'm scared of the tales they'll tell us

Much better if I ignore

Steady

Will you be around when I'm ready?

I'd rather you go and be happy

But I don't wanna leave you alone, no

Yeah, I'm steady

But love might be gone when you're ready

I should move on and be happy

But I don't wanna leave you alone, oh

Love is a mountain climb for you

Throw you a line, I could pull you

Scared I wouldn't grasp for long

But my holding strong for you

How many ways must I profess?

Gunshot to your head, die for me

Hey, how can I let you go?

Have mercy, it's broken

I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in

Have mercy, it's broken

I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in