Lirik dan Chord Lagu No Role Modelz - J.Cole

JAKARTA, KOMPAS.com - Rilis pada 2015 lalu, "No Role Modelz" adalah lagu hip-hop dari J.Cole.

Lagu ini dimuat dalam album ketiga sang rapper yang berjudul 2014 Forest Hills Drive.

Video musik dari lagu yang mendapat sertifikasi Platinum ini sudah ditonton sebanyak 11 juta kali.

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Berikut lirik dan chord lagu "No Role Modelz" dari J.Cole.

[Verse 1]
                      C                       Am
First things first, rest in peace Uncle Phil

For real
                    Em
You the only father that I ever knew
G
I get my bitch pregnant, I'ma be a better you
                           C                                  Am
Prophecies that I made way back in the Ville

Fulfilled
                             Em
Listen, even back when we was broke, my team ill
G
Martin Luther King would'a been on Dreamville, talk to a nigga

[Pre-Chorus]
C                       Am
One time for my L.A. sisters

One time for my L.A. hoes
Em                                     G
Lame niggas can't tell the difference

One time for a nigga who know

[Chorus 1]
C                                                      Am
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Em                                                    G
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved

[Verse 2]
                                                     Am
No role models and I'm here right now

No role models to speak of
                                       Em                                             G
Searchin' through my memory, my memory, I couldn't find one
                                                                                  C
Last night I was gettin' my feet rubbed by the baddest bitch
                                    Am
Not Trina but I swear to God, this bitch'll make you call your girl up

And tell her, "Hey, what's good?
Em                                                                G
Sorry I'm never comin' home, I'ma stay for good."

Then hang the phone up and proceed to lay the wood
         C                             Am
I came fast like 911 in white neighborhoods

Ain't got no shame 'bout it
Em                                                     G
She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich 'cause I can have any bitch

I got defensive and said, "Nah, I was the same without it."
C                                                   Am
But then I thought back, back to a better me

Before I was a B-list celebrity
                                 Em
'Fore I started callin' bitches "bitches" so heavily
G
Back when you could get a platinum plaque

without no melody, you wadn't sweatin' me

[Kembali ke Pre-Chorus dan Chorus 1]

[Verse 3]
C                                              Am
I want a real love, dark-skinned Aunt Viv love

That Jada and that Will love
Em                                                   G
That leave a toothbrush at your crib love
     
And you ain't gotta wonder whether that's your kid love
C                                                      Am
Nigga, I don't want no bitch from reality shows

Out-of-touch-with-reality hoes
Em                                                       G
Out in Hollywood bringin' back five or six hoes
                                                                                           C
Fuck 'em then we kick 'em to the do', nigga, you know how it go
                                         Am
She deserved that, she a bird, it's a bird trap

You think if I didn't rap she would flirt back?
Em                                                            G         
Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt, 'fore she leave
                                                              C
"I'ma need my shirt back" (Nigga, you know how it go)

[Kembali ke Pre-Chorus dan Chorus 1]

[Interlude: George W. Bush]
There's an old saying in Tennessee—I know it's in Texas,
probably in Tennessee—that says,
fool me once… shame on… shame on you.
Fool me—can't get fooled again.

[Bridge]
C                             Am
Fool me one time, shame on you (Ayy)

Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you (Ayy)
Em                                     G
Fool me three times, fuck the peace sign

Load the chopper, let it rain on you (Bop bop bop)
C                                   Am
Fool me one time, shame on you (Ayy)

Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you (Ayy)
Em                                G
Fool me three times, fuck the peace sign

Load the chopper, let it rain on you (Bop bop bop)

[Verse 4]
C                                                      Am
My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet

My only regret was too young for Nia Long
Em                                                             G
Now all I'm left with is hoes from reality shows
                  
Hand her a script, the bitch prolly couldn't read along
C                                                        Am
My only regret was too young for Sade Adu

My only regret, could never take Aaliyah home
Em                                                   G
Now all I'm left with is hoes up in Greystone
      
With the stale face 'cause they know it's they song

[Chorus 2]
       C                                                   Am
She shallow but the pussy deep, she shallow
She shallow
    Em                                                  G
She shallow but the pussy deep, she shallow (Yeah, ayy)
She shallow
    C                                                   Am
She shallow but the pussy deep, she shallow
She shallow
           Em                                                 G
She shallow but the pussy deep, she shallow
She shallow

[Ulangi Chorus 1]