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What are the lyrics to J. Cole’s “7 Minute Drill”?
Kendrick Lamar appears to be the target of a diss track in J. Cole’s “Might Delete Later” project.
J. Cole caught the world by surprise with the release of his “Might Delete Later” project on steaming services on Friday. Although one man who may not have been shocked by the content of it is Kendrick Lamar, who appears to be the target of “diss” lyrics on the track “7 Minute Drill”.
What happened between J. Cole, Kendrick Lamar and Drake?
That hasn’t been explicitly confirmed by the “No Role Models” singer but plenty have put two and two together after the rap duo, along with Drake, previously traded blows in earlier songs, despite collaborating together earlier on in their careers.
J. Cole featured on Drake’s “First Person Shooter,” released in October last year, which refers to the trio as “the big three”. Lamar, however, didn’t seem best pleased about that in his verse in Future and Metro Boomin’s “Like That”, which came out a couple of weeks ago.
“Motherf*** the big three, n****, it’s just big me,” K. Dot fumes, also accusing J. Cole and Drake of “sneak dissing” and claiming his legacy will outlast theirs.
And it hasn’t taken J. Cole long to (allegedly) respond, with the lyrics to “7 Minute Drill” seemingly an extension of the pair’s war of words. It’s safe to say you probably don’t need to read between the lines too much.
“7 Minute Drill” lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Turn it up
Yeah, turn the vocal up
Uh
[Chorus]
Light work like it's PWC
It's a cold world, keep the heat under your seat
I got a phone call, they say that somebody dissin'
You want some attention, it come with extensions
My dog like, "Say the word," he on bulls***, he itchin'
Done put in so much work in these streets, he got pension
I told him chill out, how I look havin' henchman?
If shots get to poppin', I'm the one doin' the clenchin'
[Verse 1]
I came up in the 'Ville, so I'm good when it's tension
He still doin' shows, but fell off like the Simpsons
Your first s*** was classic, your last s*** was tragic
Your second s*** put n***** to sleep, but they gassed it
Your third s*** was massive and that was your prime
I was trailin' right behind and I just now hit mine
Now I'm front of the line with a comfortable lead
How ironic, soon as I got it, now he want somethin' with me
Well, he caught me at the perfect time, jump up and see
Boy, I got here off of bars, not no controversy
Funny thing about it, b****, I don't even want the prestige
F*** the Grammys 'cause them crackers ain't never done nothin' for me, ho
Slugs took my n****'s soul, drugs took another one
The rap beef ain't realer than the s*** I seen in Cumberland
He averagin' one hard verse like every thirty months or somethin'
If he wasn't dissin', then we wouldn't be discussin' him
Lord, don't make me have to smoke this n***** 'cause I f*** with him
But push come to shove, on this mic, I will humble him
I'm Nino with this thing, this that New Jack City meme
Yeah, I'm aimin' at G-Money, cryin' tears before I bust at him
[Chorus]
Light work like it's PWC
It's a cold world, keep the heat under your seat
I got a phone call, they say that somebody dissin'
You want some attention, it come with extensions
My dog like, "Say the word," he on bulls***, he itchin'
Done put in so much work in these streets, he got pension
I told him chill out, how I look havin' henchman?
If shots get to poppin', I'm the one doin' the— (Conductor, conductor, conductor)
[Verse 2]
I got mixed feelings 'bout these f***in' rap n*****
It's over for that cap, we official cap peelers
Two-six, we don't at n***** , we get at n*****
Shoot a n**** lights out, yeah, my dogs stat fillers
Stat stuffers, triple-double, get your a** black duffled
Body bag, body bag, body bag
Cole World your instructor for pilates class
Get a n**** stretched if I feel the disrespect, uh
Your arms might be too short to box with the god
Who live his life without the pressures of a constant facade
I pray for peace, but if a n**** cease these positive vibes
A Falcon 9 inside my pocket, b****, this rocket gon' fly
Now it's poppin' outside like the top of July
My text flooded with the hunger for a toxic reply
I'm hesitant, I love my brother, but I'm not gonna lie
I'm powered up for real, that s*** would feel like swattin' a fly
Four albums in twelve years, n**** , I can divide
S***, if this is what you want, I'm indulgin' in violence
Put pictures in my home, aim the chrome at your eyelids
Fly pebbles at your dome, we the Stone Temple Pilots
This is merely a warning shot to back n***** down
Back in the town where they whippin' work and traffickin' pounds
My jack jumpin' 'bout a rapper makin' blasphemous sounds
Switchin' sides like the tassel on the cap and the gown
I'm fully loaded, n**** , I can drop two classics right now
[Outro]
Hah, let me chill out, man (Conductor)
The Fall Off on the way, n****
J. Cole’s alleged “diss” lyrics in “7 Minute Drill”
“Your first s*** was classic, your last s*** was tragic/ Your second s*** put n***** to sleep, but they gassed it/ Your third s*** was massive and that was your prime/ I was trailing right behind and I just now hit mine/ Now I’m front of the line with a comfortable lead/ How ironic, soon as I got it, now he want somethin’ with me
“He averagin’ one hard verse like every thirty months or somethin’/ If he wasn’t dissin’, then we wouldn’t be discussin’ ‘em/ Lord, don’t make me have to smoke this n**** ‘cause I f*** with him/ But push come to shove, on this mic, I will humble him.”
With J. Cole heavily suggesting the target of his ire is past his best and insisting this is just “a warning shot,” we may well see more beef between all parties involved in the future.