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cole ross – the beginning lyrics

[intro]
(clip from spectre (2015))
eve moneypenny: there’s not one person at mi6 that hasn’t been talking about it
james bond: talking about what exactly?
eve: that you’re finished
bond: and what do you think?
eve: i think you’re just getting started

[verse]
this is ain’t no intro, this fourth and inches
if i get that ball, i’m in the endzone, like marshawn lynch is

like a rented car, my drive so retro, rev up my engines, but let me finish
i venture into unknown, zones, code like davinci’s, boy

[yah] i cut my teeth from southern flossy rapping
but they ain’t talking ’bout the chat when they say rossi snapping

you know i seen a few places where there ain’t nothing happening
so if you hear them get to clapping, better find a chaplin

like charlie, mac, and dennis, philly bred, a rapping menace
no more accidentals, for them feelings, you should ask a dentist

i’m relaxed and pensive, slighted, so i rap relentless
sohhl kids bout to blow, tell virginia we need a tax incentive

no alternative facts apprentice, apprehensive, whack, offensive
anti-black infested, active haters on my back, i’m vested

i’m not a black, arrested man, but all our paths connected
had me stressed, it made a cl-ssic record, boy, i’m back and blessed kid

young cole like refreshments, i was chilling as a freshman
then i linked with the legends, mach, huey, jhuni, preston

manu, eze they my brethren, j buff, not to mention
sav, driscoll, jared by the pixel, homies, sohhl kids, the collection

call me cole, but i’m blazing, spit it hotter than the pavement
in the sun, no raisin, but like a son, i’m raising

all these expectations, rossi, next best waiting
tryna be faithful, pmw, my three ex-temptations

look at me, luck on me, autocorrect how i wanna be
tryna make the money h-lla straight, but i ain’t on that mike huckabee

i’m changing the game like i’m 23, i’ll be king with ascension
call me the heir, cuz i’m venting, don’t see this endings, shout out to my fam near trenton

outta 609, in the burg do, cole spit it hot like a fur coat
like frank lucas, let it burn up, timmy, timmy, timmy, timmy, turn up

got learned up, a diploma, no more flexing at aroma’s
no more lazy days up in sobo, no more house crew food comas

now i’ve got the game sewn up, no st-tch, but ohana
means family, for my fam i’d squeeze, with the 44 like obama

denim jacket with the bomber, i’ma be fresh till my funeral
i’ll be finessing as usual, leave no regrets, and the rest is all beautiful

[outro]
yo this sounds h-lla good, can you put on that autotune really
you know it’s beautiful
you know it’s beautiful, yeah
you know it’s beautiful
you know it’s beautiful, hey yeah, yeah

man it’s cole ross and i’m sorry i had to do that right now, but i feel so good right now, and it’s so beautiful. and there’s so many beautiful things out there. there’s so many ways to find beauty. in your p-ssions, in your people, in the things you love, and everything around you. and they might try to take that from you. and it might seem like it’s slipping away, but just know that the most beautiful thing you got, is you

(adam crenshaw)
-autotuned crooning-
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
whoah, whoah, whoah
yeah, yeah
got me running on the track now
whoa, la la la la la la la la la la la la la lo

- cole ross lyrics

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