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Born Sinner

3:29rap Album Born Sinner (Deluxe Version) 2013-06-18

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Description

Executive Producer, Producer, Recording Engineer: J. Cole

Co Producer: Elite

Additionalproducer: Ken Lewis

Mixing Engineer: Juro "Mez" Davis

Mastering Engineer: Chris Athens

Executive Producer: Mark Pitts

Executive Producer: Roc Nation

Additionalvocalist: The Blessed Choir

Choirarranger: Alvin Fields

Other: Carmen Roman

Engineer: Brent Kolatalo

Engineer: Fred Sladkey

Engineer: Daniel Recinos

Recording Engineer: Marcos Tovar

Composer Lyricist: Jermaine Cole

Composer Lyricist: James Fauntleroy

Lyrics and translation

Original

Yeah

Hey

Spinning in circles, live my life without rehearsal

If I die today my nigga was it business? Was it personal?

Should this be my last breath I'm blessed 'cause it was purposeful

Never got to church to worship lord but please be merciful

You made me versatile, well-rounded like cursive

Know you chose me for a purpose, I put my soul in these verses

Born sinner, was never born to be perfect

Sucker for women licking their lips and holding these purses

Back when we ran the streets who would think we grow to be murderers

Teachers treated niggas as if they totally worthless

And violent, and hopeless

I saw but never noticed that a college point us right to

"Be all you can be" posters, uh

Rest in peace to Tiffany, I don't know if this is the realest shit I wrote

But know that the realest nigga wrote this

And signed it, and sealed it in a envelope and knew one day you'll find it

And knew one day that you would come back and rewind this, singing

I'm a born sinner

But I'll die better than that, swear

You were always where I needed you to be

Whether you were there or not there (I was there)

I was born sinning

But I live better than that (Better tonight)

If you ain't fucking with that I don't care

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, this music shit is a gift

But God help us make it 'cause this music biz is a cliff

I got her life in my grip, she holding tight to my wrist

She screaming, "Don't let me slip"

She see the tears in my eyes, I see the fear on her lips

True when I told you, "You the only reason why I don't flip and go insane"

My roof in the pouring rain

You knew me before the fame, don't lose me the more I change

No, just grow with me, go broke you go broke with me

I smoke you gon' smoke with me

Woman's curse since birth, man lead her to the hearse

I go Bobby you go Whitney, damn

Listen here, I'll tell you my biggest fears

You the only one who knows them

Don't you ever go expose 'em

This life is harder than you'll probably ever know

Emotions I hardly ever show

More for you than for me

Don't you worry yourself

I gotta do this for me

They tell me life is a test but where's a tutor for me

Pops came late, I'm already stuck in my ways

Ducking calls from my mother for days

Sometimes she hate the way she raised me but she love what she raised

Can't wait to hand her these house keys with nothing to say

Except

I'm a born sinner

But I'll die better than that, swear

You were always where I needed you to be

Whether you were there or not there (I was there)

I was born sinning

But I live better than that (Better tonight)

If you ain't fucking with that I don't care

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm a born sinner

But I'll die better than that, swear

You were always where I needed you to be

Whether you were there or not there (I was there)

I was born sinning

But I live better than that (Better tonight)

If you ain't fucking with that I don't care

Yeah, yeah, yeah

This shit is a gift

English translation

Yeah

Hey

Spinning in circles, live my life without rehearsal

If I die today my nigga was it business? Was it personal?

Should this be my last breath I'm blessed 'cause it was purposeful

Never got to church to worship lord but please be merciful

You made me versatile, well-rounded like cursive

Know you chose me for a purpose, I put my soul in these verses

Born sinner, was never born to be perfect

Sucker for women licking their lips and holding these purses

Back when we ran the streets who would think we grow to be murderers

Teachers treated niggas as if they totally worthless

And violent, and hopeless

I saw but never noticed that a college point us right to

"Be all you can be" posters, uh

Rest in peace to Tiffany, I don't know if this is the realest shit I wrote

But know that the realest nigga wrote this

And signed it, and sealed it in a envelope and knew one day you'll find it

And knew one day that you would come back and rewind this, singing

I'm a born sinner

But I'll die better than that, swear

You were always where I needed you to be

Whether you were there or not there (I was there)

I was born sinning

But I live better than that (Better tonight)

If you ain't fucking with that I don't care

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, this music shit is a gift

But God help us make it 'cause this music biz is a cliff

I got her life in my grip, she holding tight to my wrist

She screaming, "Don't let me slip"

She see the tears in my eyes, I see the fear on her lips

True when I told you, "You the only reason why I don't flip and go insane"

My roof in the pouring rain

You knew me before the fame, don't lose me the more I change

No, just grow with me, go broke you go broke with me

I smoke you gon' smoke with me

Woman's curse since birth, man lead her to the hearse

I go Bobby you go Whitney, damn

Listen here, I'll tell you my biggest fears

You the only one who knows them

Don't you ever go expose 'em

This life is harder than you'll probably ever know

Emotions I hardly ever show

More for you than for me

Don't you worry yourself

I gotta do this for me

They tell me life is a test but where's a tutor for me

Pops came late, I'm already stuck in my ways

Ducking calls from my mother for days

Sometimes she hate the way she raised me but she love what she raised

Can't wait to hand her these house keys with nothing to say

Except

I'm a born sinner

But I'll die better than that, swear

You were always where I needed you to be

Whether you were there or not there (I was there)

I was born sinning

But I live better than that (Better tonight)

If you ain't fucking with that I don't care

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm a born sinner

But I'll die better than that, swear

You were always where I needed you to be

Whether you were there or not there (I was there)

I was born sinning

But I live better than that (Better tonight)

If you ain't fucking with that I don't care

Yeah, yeah, yeah

This shit is a gift

Watch video J. Cole, James Fauntleroy - Born Sinner

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