
Pen Game
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- hardcore rap
- trap
- east coast hip hop
- boom bap
- hardcore hip hop
- southern hip hop
- 2020s
- hip hop
- conscious hip hop
Lyrics
Intro
Listen up cause Jermaine came to show
the pen game been mine since long ago
910 in the building watch the flow
the culture bout to feel what real bars know.
Beat Starts
Verse 1: J. Cole
Every rapper better tighten up the pen game now
Jermaine from Carolina coming through to show em how
exposing every ghostwritten bar on every single track
every fake flow every cosigned rapper looking back
Jermaine stepped up and told the culture it was enough
of rappers selling fiction dressing all of it as tough
the culture been accepting less than everything its worth
every bar I write is everything I got left on earth
earth don't lie and the lie don't ever last too long
every rapper stepping to the pen better come strong
pen game separates the real nigga from the fake
every bar I ever wrote had everything at stake
truth over comfort cause comfort never ever fed me
Jermaine with the pen and the pen stay fucking ready.
Every bitch ass rapper with a ghostwriter on call
better check the culture cause the culture saw em fall
faking meaning buying bars they couldn't ever write
I been in the basement crafting every bar at night
since before the deal since before they knew my name
since before the culture figured out exactly who came
to change the standard of what lyricism supposed to mean
Jermaine from 910 running every single scene.
No features no assistance nothing below the craft
every rapper that I bodied needs to hear me laugh
at the gap between their pen game and the one I hold
every bar a different weapon every weapon cold
as Carolina winter meaning hunger and the grind
every fake rapper out here better make up their mind
cause the arrival was just the warmup for what pen can do
Jermaine in the building and the building coming through.
Verse 2: J. Cole
Don't need a ghostwriter cause my life already wrote
every bar I ever spit came from somewhere in my throat
that the comfortable could never ever manufacture
every rapper on the radio just another chapter
of a story that the label wrote before they signed em up
every flow pre-packaged every bar designed corrupt
I been the antidote to everything that's fake out here
every rapper on the charts got a team that they fear
writing bars they couldn't find inside their chest at night
I been in the basement putting every single bar right
bleeding on the page and converting every loss to craft
every bitch that said I'd never make it makes me laugh
cause the pen don't lie and the page don't ever forget
Jermaine been the realest nigga and I ain't done yet.
Built from every basement every notebook every pen
built from every single bar I wrote and wrote again
till the bar was perfect meaning earned and fucking real
every rapper with a ghostwriter couldn't ever feel
the satisfaction of a bar that came from somewhere true
I been the truth since day one and the truth coming through
on every track every verse every syllable precise
every bar a different level every level paying price
of the craft meaning everything you carry deep inside
every rapper faking bars got nowhere left to hide
culture waking up to what the real sounds like raw
Jermaine been the standard always setting every law.
Never compromised the craft for a chart position ever
never watered down a single bar for any endeavor
the label said the market wanted — I ignored the noise
Carolina in my chest and Carolina is my voice
on every record every verse every bar I ever wrote
every rapper with a ghostwriter better clear their throat
admit it to the culture before the culture finds it out
Jermaine already knows and Jermaine got the clout
of a pen that never needed anybody else to hold it —
the pen game been mine and every bar has showed it.
Verse 3: J. Cole
Every rapper stepping to the pen better come equipped
cause Jermaine on the mic and Jermaine never slipped
on a bar never stumbled never needed the assist
of a writer or a team or nobody on the list —
just the pen and the page and the fury of the night
every bar a different blade and every blade precise right
the culture been asleep on what the craft supposed to mean
I been the realest fucking thing this generation seen
coming out of Carolina with nothing but the hunger
every fake rapper out here better run for cover
pen game been mine since before they even knew the name
Jermaine from 910 and the 910 came
to remind the culture what a real fucking bar sounds like
every ghostwritten rapper bout to feel the longest night
of a culture finally waking up to what is true —
the pen game is the difference and the difference me and you.
Every bar a different scar every scar a different page
every page a different chapter of the Carolina rage
that built Dreamville from the nothing of a dial tone cold
every rapper that been faking better know the code
of a culture that remembers who was real and who was not
Jermaine been real since the basement and I never forgot
what the pen is for — the pen is for the truth alone
910 the debut and the king claiming every throne.
Beat Ends
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