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Lirik Poor Thang - J. Cole


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J. Cole - Poor Thang
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[Intro]So closeBoom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boomBoom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom
[Chorus]Poor thing, young pup's playin' war gamesHe wanted love, but he only made more painPoor thing, young pup's playin' war gamesHe wanted love, but he only made more pain
[Verse 1]Picture my soul climbin' out an infinite holeWhere niggas die over pride and live for the doughIf I survive, then I strive to hit with the flowHopin' these waves will pave, but the ripples is slowAnd I'm conflicted with no digits to showBut fantasies of frivolous hoes grippin' this poleThe temperaturе's lowBut you know that ain't stoppin' lil' nigga from slidin', like the tires on thе whip in the snowVicious for sure, I'm tip-toein' around the abyss with sticks blowin'Piss poor with intentions to glimpse, the wrist glowin'Face tense from rent owingFist clenched when niggas diss, but since knowin'Lives expire when niggas pride gets higherThan the vocal range inside Mariah's vocal chain, uhMy road to fame is rife with spikes and broken lanesAnd tolls I can't afford, but I won't complainI know the more I gotta struggle is the more I gainPost-traumatic stress on an immature brainLeaves another corpse, young pup playin' war gamesNow he's handcuffed, old lady sayin', "Poor thing"
[Chorus]Poor thing, young pup's playin' war gamesHe wanted love, but he only made more painPoor thing, young pup's playin' war gamesHe wanted love, but he only made more pain
[Bridge: Boosie Badazz]You wanna talk shit? You wanna run your mouth?You want some gangsta's front yo motherfuckin' house?We'll set this bitch off, yeah, set this bitch offWe'll set this bitch off, set this bitch off (Set)You wanna—
[Verse 2]Here go a song that gets this shit off of my sternumThis nigga back home been talkin' slick, and I done heard himYou get your name goin', niggas like that gon' throw they dirt onYou make you some coins, niggas gon' act like you ain't earn 'emHe talk like he live, but I remember him from high schoolMan, deep down inside, know he a bitch, I wanna hurt himI know that's my pride, I carry it just like a burdenWhen egos is flarin', beware that's when they close the curtain (Put your hands up)It's when they close the curtain (Put your motherfu—)It's when they close the curtain (You pullin' out a gun, nigga? Yo, chill, chill, chill-chill-chill-chill)It's when they close the curtain (You pullin' out a gun, nigga? Yo, chill, chill, chill, chill)It's when they close the curtain (You gon' shoot me? No, no, no)
[Refrain]Don't pull out no pistol, run me my fadeCome get your issue, no one gets sprayedWin or you lose, live to fight another dayAnd if I take an L, I won't feel no way
[Verse 3]Plenty nights a nigga didn't eat, punk bitchRent owed, damn near was on the street, punk bitchWeren't no Western Unions, so you were not needed, punk bitchAll of a sudden, I'm buzzin', oh, now it's beef, punk bitchGo 'en and pop off, get fucked 'bout your mystique, punk bitchI knew you way before you was actin' street, punk bitchStarted rollin' with niggas that's packin' heat, punk bitchYou more like me than them niggas, you still a geek, punk bitchYou can't hide it with tattoos on your physique, punk bitchAnd that lingo you added, that how you speak, punk bitch?And you grew up with both your parents to teach, punk bitchSo how the fuck all of a sudden you turnin' G, punk bitch?You a slave to the peer pressure, you're weak, punk bitchYou ain't claimin' no real section, your street wasn't litMan, your shit look like mine, with hella tree trunks, bitchMoved to Forest Hill Drive, and it was peace for a bit'Til domestic turned violent, then a key just switchedIn the back of my mind, I gotta be somethin', bitchThat's when I started rhymin' and makin' beats, son o' bitchWay before you was lyin' 'bout touchin' keys, son o' bitchHeard you say I ain't real, that's your belief, huh, bitch?Well, look, I'm back in the 'Ville, so we can see, punk bitchGonna shoot me the fair one when we meet, punk bitchAnd don't be bringin' no hammers, nah, don't cheat, punk bitchNah, don't cheat, punk bitchTryna lean on that shit, nigga, I want my fuckin' head up ('Cause I've been through worser things)Punk bitch (Real)Punk bitch, huh
[Chorus]Poor thing, young pup's playin' war gamesHe wanted love, but he only made more painPoor thing, young pup's playin' war gamesHe wanted love, but he only made more pain
[Refrain]Don't pull out no pistol, run me my fadeCome get your issue, no one gets sprayedWin or you lose, live to fight another dayAnd if I take an L, I won't feel no way'Cause I've been through worser things
[Outro]Hey, what's up? Hey what's upHey, what's up?Yo, what's good?HeyHey, what's up? What's up, how you been?Nah, fuckYour call has been forwarded to voicemailThe person you're trying to reach—Fuck

Makna Lagu Poor Thang - J. Cole

Lirik ini nunjukin sisi gelap masa muda dari J. Cole, tentang anak muda yang tumbuh di lingkungan keras dan penuh tekanan. Istilah young pup playin war games itu ibarat anak muda yang keburu terjun ke dunia konflik, ego, dan kekerasan, padahal sebenarnya yang dia cari cuma cinta dan pengakuan. Tapi karena salah arah, yang dia dapet malah rasa sakit, trauma, dan penyesalan. Ada gambaran jelas gimana kemiskinan, tekanan hidup, dan gengsi bisa dorong seseorang ke jalan yang berbahaya.

Di bagian lain, J. Cole juga cerita soal konflik batin dan amarah ke orang yang meremehkan dia. Ada rasa pengen buktiin diri, tapi juga sadar kalau ego dan emosi bisa menghancurkan segalanya. Dia kayak lagi refleksi, ngelihat masa lalu, gimana rasa sakit, lapar, dan masalah keluarga akhirnya ngebentuk dia jadi sekarang. Musik jadi pelarian sekaligus jalan keluar dari semua kekacauan itu.

Intinya, lagu ini bukan cuma soal marah atau konflik, tapi lebih dalam lagi soal luka masa muda, tekanan lingkungan, dan proses jadi dewasa. Pesannya kerasa banget kalau banyak anak muda cuma pengen dicintai dan dihargai, tapi karena dunia di sekitar mereka keras, mereka malah terjebak dalam lingkaran rasa sakit.