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The Fall-Off is Inevitable

2:56rap Album The Fall-Off 2026-02-06

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Description

Producer: DZL

Producer: Maneesh

Additionalproducer: Wu10

Vocalist: J. Cole

Recording Engineer: Kuldeep Chudasama

Recording Second Engineer: Felipe Trujillo

Recording Second Engineer: Ramses Ascanio

Mixing Engineer: Juro "Mez" Davis

Additionalproducer: Ibrahim Hamad

Mastering Engineer: Joe LaPorta

Composer Lyricist: Jermaine Cole

Composer Lyricist: Michael Holmes

Composer Lyricist: Maneesh Bidaye

Composer Lyricist: Kelvin Wooten

Lyrics and translation

Original

Yeah, uh

How I see it

How I see it

Yeah

Listen, uh

I persevered through the worst, my thirst to adhere is a curse

My life, I see it in reverse, I first appeared in a hearse

The driver steered to the church

My grandkids carried the coffin to the altar as they burst into tears from their shirts

The tears rise to the sides to their face and into their eyes, it's piercin' with hurt

Fast-forward 60 years, I got verse of the year, my purpose is clear, it's to murk

Whoever dare flirt with death

The best alive and what you now hear is the work

The inspiration was rare and in spurts, but when it's there, I'm immersed

My experience of bein' a parent, dispersed

Watching my son disappear as I stare at his birth

And he returns to the womb, wifey stomach growin' greater in girth

And then declinin' every time we come here, to the nurse

With each day that passes, I could feel my career comin' first

Do I? Took the wedding ring off her finger

And now I'm single, walking up the aisle backwards to an era of dirt

Fallin' clubs tipsy with a bitch, I see clear through her skirt

The cameras be snappin', blogs be yappin', so I'm careful, alert

Walkin' to my section, whisper right in my ear and we flirt

We part ways, I see it from a distance, she stares with a smirk

Cheers to the perks with the squad, we live for the search of new hos

Lusty, quick to fuck me, unaware of their worth

We leave the club, drive to the show and I swear that it's turnt

It all begins with encore cheers from those wearin' my merch

Fast-forward through years of rehearsal, losin', winnin'

Bank account thinnin', income streams nowhere near as diverse

And though I'm blessed, I see me stressin' from hearin' the chirps

Of naysayers who, only days later, I don't care to convert

On cloud nine, now signed to my hero

One of the so-called kings of this rap thing that I swear to usurp

Decade later, momma cut on the cable

My motivation to be greater ends the moment I peer in her purse

I'm growing shorter, pampers cover my hind quarters

I watch my father walk back in my life and it clears up a hurt

I couldn't explain, momma gives me my name

Then hands me over to the doctor and I watch as my spirit reverts

(Na, na, na) then, I'm no longer here on this Earth

(Na, na, na) mm

(Na, na, na) I'm no longer here on this Earth

(Na, na, na) that's how I see it, mm

I'ma, I'ma come in

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