Lyrical Breakdown of Villuminati - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

I'm a born sinner

But I die better than that, I swear

It's way darker this time

Sometimes I brag like Hov

(Born sinner, the opposite of a winner)

Sometimes I brag like Hov

(Born sinner, the opposite of a winner)

Sometimes I brag like Hov

(Born sinner, the opposite of a winner)

Sometimes I brag like Hov

(Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight)

Cole (time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade)

Sometimes I brag like Hov, sometimes I'm real like Pac

Sometimes I focus on the flow to show the skills I got

Sometimes I focus on the dough, look at these bills I got

This is a message for some rappers tryna steal my spot

You niggas famous on the internet, I'm real life hot

Homie, get your weight up, fake niggas get sprayed up

My verbal AK slay faggots and I don't mean no disrespect

Whenever I say faggot, okay faggot? Huh, don't be so sensitive

If you want to get fucked in the ass

That's between you and whoever else's dick it is, pause

Maybe that line was too far

Just a little joke to show how homophobic you are

And who can blame ya? Boy Meets World

I'm trying to find a new Topanga

And bang her out, no hangin' out

My pop's was club hopping back when Rick James was out

And all I get is Trinidad James, wait a minute that's strange

Sip a bit of champagne, say "Fuck"

If the hoes like it, I love it nigga nigga nigga

Used to watch Rap City Big Tigga Tigga

Rap nerd, even copped Rah Diggah Diggah

Pac had a nigga saying "Fuck Jigga, fuck Biggie"

I was only like 11 so forgive me

A decade later I be all up in the city

Tryna get Hov to fuck with me

With a burned CD full of jams that was up in my hand

When he said he didn't want it, it was "Fuck him again"

One day, he gon' regret playing me

Little did I know, in a year he'd be fucking paying me

What could you say to me? I beat the odds like Vegas

I used to rap about haters before niggas was hating me

Now they hate to see a young black man with a college degree

Fucking all these little models for free, pardon me

Sometimes I brag like Hov

(Born sinner, the opposite of a winner)

Sometimes I brag like Hov

(Born sinner, the opposite of a winner)

Sometimes I brag like Hov

(Born sinner, the opposite of a winner)

Sometimes I brag like Hov

Got game back, and I ain't ever letting go

I'm prince of the city, I studied Machiavelli

You niggas couldn't blow with C4 strapped to your belly

I snuck up out the parks where niggas be living heartless

And cannot tell the difference between Iraqi, Israeli

So I'm wondering really what could you actually tell me

I'm tryna keep my homie from throwing crack in the skully

So, back with this pen to give back for my sins

Took a black president to tell the Japanese "Sorry"

But who the fuck gon' tell my niggas "sorry"?

Never seen his pops 'cause he's sorry

Fucked up education, would ask for reparations

But I'm probably just gon' go and buy Ferraris, vroom

Please forgive him

According to the preacher man he needs Jesus in him

But the Devil run the TV so the demons in him, I'm in trouble

Did a deal with the Devil but now I'm pleading with him

Like give me my soul

My nigga

I ain't ever letting you go again

I ain't ever letting go

I ain't ever letting you go again

Please give me my soul

I ain't ever letting go

I ain't ever letting you go again

Please give me my soul

I ain't ever letting go

But the Devil don't play fair

I'm 'bout to go and join the Illuminati

Fuck everybody

I'm 'bout to go and join the Illuminati

Fuck everybody

I'm 'bout to go and join the Illuminati

Fuck everybody

I'm 'bout to go and join the Illuminati

These next three bars is dedicated to the retards

Keep on asking me about the Illuminati

Is you stupid nigga? Young black millionaire

Old white billionaires, I'm sure that they can do without me

And I ain't really into sacrificing human bodies

Couple more A's I would have been a summa cuma lade

Beyonce' told me that she want to cop the new Bugatti

That shit is more than what I'm worth, I think she knew it probably

Well this is awkward, awkward

Want to know what else is really awkward, awkward?

When niggas buy rings for bitches I had flings with

I'm praying I don't see 'em at the Oscars, Oscars

Oh, hey, what's up? What's goin' on with you? Okay

Oh friend hug, friend hug, just friend-, keep it friendly

We friends, friends

Re-adjusting my target audience, 'cause it's obvious

I've gone astray, losing my way like Timberlake

Produced by Timberland on that goddamn FutureSex/LoveSounds

What's playing in my mind? Just the sound of my whole career

Crash and burning, the thing that I mostly fear

Was on track for the first two years until I let the Devil steer

Now what have we here?

Mask my tears, but I

I ain't ever letting go

I ain't ever letting you go again

I ain't ever letting go

I ain't ever letting you go again

I ain't ever letting go

I ain't ever letting you go again

I ain't ever letting go

Allow me to re-introduce myself, my name is Cole (I ain't ever letting you go again)

My nigga

(Born sinner, the opposite of a winner)

Sometimes I brag like Hov

Allow me to re-introduce myself, my name is Cole

My nigga

(Born sinner, the opposite of a winner)

Sometimes I brag like Hov

Born sinner