January 28th (Live)

[Intro]
Rap tune
I'm tryna make a million dollars off a rap tune, Fayettenam hands up
Can I make a million dollars off a rap tune?
I'm tryna make a million dollars off a rap tune
Say what?

[Verse 1]
The real is back
The Ville is back
Flow bananas, here, peel this back
And what you'll find is, your highness
Can paint a picture that is vivid enough to cure blindness
Carolina's
Finest
You knew that already
In terms of the greatest, I proved that already
And if you would like, I do it twice
I just sharpen my blade for a minute became lost in my ways
This for my niggas that was tossed in the graves
Every so often I fade deep in my thoughts
And then get lost in the days
We used to play before your coffin was made
Just got the call nigga got caught with a stray
Hope he's okay
Just got paid what Cochran got paid to free OJ
Just to share my life on the stage in front of strangers
Who know a nigga far too well, and that's the danger
Know me better than I know myself
I rip a page out my notebook in anger
And let these thoughts linger, singing

[Chorus]
Don't give 'em too much you
Don't let 'em take control
It's one thing you do
Don't let 'em taint your soul
Sing!
If you believe in God
One thing's for sure
If you ain't aim too high
Then what?
Then you aim too low

[Verse 2]
What's the price for a black man life?
I check the toe tag, not one zero in sight
I turn the TV on, not one hero in sight
Unless he dribble or he fiddle with mics
Look out the window cause tonight the city lit up with lights
Cameras and action
May no man alive come through and damage my faction
I brought you niggas with me cause I love you like my brothers
And your mothers' like my mother
Think we need a plan of action
The bigger we get the more likely egos collide, it's just physics
Please let's put our egos aside, you my niggas
And should our worst tendencies turn us into enemies
I hope that we remember these
Nights fulla Hennessy
When Hov around we switch up on that D'usse
Gotta show respect, one day we tryna stay where you stay
Cause we from where you from
Not talkin' bout the slums
I'm talkin' 'bout that mind state that keep a black nigga dumb
Keep a black nigga dyin' by a black nigga gun
And keep on listening to the frontin' ass rap niggas son
Yeah I said 'son'
This is New York's finest
For 11 winters straight I took on New York's climate
Like show me New York's ladder
I climb it and set the bar so high that you gotta get Obama to force the air force to find it
Never mind it, you'll never reach that
Cole is the hypnotist, control the game whenever he snap
That's every track, sing

[Chorus]
Don't give 'em too much you
Don't let 'em take control
It's one thing you do
Don't let 'em taint your soul
Sing
If you believe in God
One thing's for sure
If you ain't aim too high
Then what?
Then you aim too low

[Verse 3]
I ain't serve no pies, I ain't slang no dope
I don't bring no lies, niggas sang my quotes
I don't play no games, boy I ain't no joke
Like the great Rakim, when I make my notes
You niggas might be L or you might be Kane
Or you might be Slick Rick with 19 chains
Or you might be Drizzy Drake or Kendrick Lamar
But check your birth date nigga
You ain't the God
Nah you ain't the God
Say what?
Nigga
Cole the God
Cole the God, Cole the God
2, 6, nigga! (laughs)
January 28th...(laughs)

[Outro]
I'm tryna make a million dollars off a rap tune
I'm tryna make a million dollars off a rap tune
I'm tryna make a million dollars off a rap tune
I'm tryna make a million dollars off a rap tune
One day I'll make a million dollars off a rap tune

[Outro]
*Crowd cheers*
Oh shit
Fayetteville, North Carolina
Fayettenam
*Crowd cheers*
2, 6, make some motherfuckin' noise one time tonight, God damn it! Bring all the lights up please so I could see everybody in this motherfucker one time tonight, God damn. Ayy, this shit's crazy. Ayy, this shit crazy. All the way in the back, wassup, we see y'all niggas in the back, wassup? Okay, left side, wassup, we see y'all niggas, man. Right side, what's poppin', God damn it! Ayy, yo, you know we see this shit down here, this shit lit, this shit lit. Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce myself. I go by the name of J. Cole, Cole fucking World, and I'm from the Ville. A few months back, I dropped this album, it's called 2014 Forest Hills Drive, and shit I don't know if people heard about that shit. They tryna say, they tryna say it was the first album to go platinum without no fuckin' features and shit. They said that, they said that, I ain't say that, they said that, but since they said that, since they said that. Fayetnam, if it's cool with y'all, and only if it's cool with y'all, I'm tryna perform the whole fuckin' album for ya'll tonight if that's cool with you. Can I do that shit on some Ville shit? Ok then, on some Ville shit, ok then. But y'all know this whole album is a journey, from front to back, this whole shit is a journey. So before we get too far in the fucking journey, I wanna press rewind and take ya'll to a time where I was just a young boy