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#jcole #birthdayblizzard #winterstorm #djclue J. Cole | Winter Storm Freestyle (Birthday Blizzard '26) [Intro: J. Cole] New York City New York City is crazy outside right now It's cold as fuck DJ, DJ, DJ But it's beautiful You know what I mean? New York Stay alive That's the only thing Yeah [Verse: J. Cole] Hey, yo, scrap, everything I was working on prior to the day the world decided to play I got a brand new agenda They trying to keep up with your boy, Harley, bitch, I feel like Lori Harvey, how I ran through them niggas Now I'm back for the winter, trying to outdo myself No chain on my neck but got a palpable wealth I grew up in the heat of the south You could melt cause the summer humidity enhances stupidity Meme's say I'm humble, but trust this humility’s from witness and violence and turned off utilities No man thats rhyming can match my fluidity I'm Mike Jordan, Ant Edwards, nigga, you kidding me Cole gets older, but grows new abilities. You didn't know I'm Zeno with Goku agility Come witness perfection These niggas perplexing like witness protection get whole new identities Then start rapping, but what happened to the real you? I used to get self-conscious round, real gangsters, and I still do find peace with the audience you appeal to Be yourself, living your truth Niggas’ll feel you, embrace hunger What don't make you stronger would kill you The pain will build you, God will heal you Don't make your moves off a dollar bill, it's not as failproof As say following your heart that way, long as you have faith, the path pays tenfold Me, I chose rapping over class 8 tempos Back when rappers still was trying to pass they demos to A&R reps I was dumb and Sally Mae, not paying off debts through the toughest alleyways We would pray that our steps were protected by the Lord Because what I witnessed had all my niggas staying silent like that's none of our business I'm in desperate need of commas like a run on sentence Like a run on sentence I'm trying to see greener passes because pre-teens are blasters Not a lot of talking, but the guns long-winded No strap on my body I'm an unarmed menace I'm an unarmed menace