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conversations.value: Write me a song called Get Free ColeWorld with the following description: This was released on 9/27/12 to give the fans a little something in honor of the one year anniversary of J. Cole’s debut album, Cole World The Sideline Story. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Verse 1: J.Cole]
  Strictly for the survivors
  The 800 number dodgers
  Boy, what I tell ya ass bout picking up that phone
  When the number unknown
  Tell them people I ain't home
  Half black learning white lies
  Niggas broke her heart now she trying white guys
  Too ashamed to bring him 'round cause her homegirls’ll clown like
  “Girl I ain't know you like ‘em bite size"
  She embarrassed now
  On edge cause she gotta meet his parents now
  They probably think I’m no good for ‘em
  Too dark, too thick, too hood for ‘em
  Now she sitting at the dinner table wondering what I’m doing here
  They got me feeling like a job interview in here
  They asking questions about her 5 year plan
  She saying “who I’m fooling, they could never understand”
  They could never understand
  [Chorus: Amber of Dirty Projectors]
  Look at me
  I Just can’t believe
  What they've done to me
  We could never get free
  I just wanna be (I just wanna be)
  Look at me
  I Just can’t believe
  What they've done to me
  We could never get free
  I just wanna be
  I just wanna dream [Verse 2: J.Cole]
  (Fuck is that smell)
  I smell bullshit, it must be an election year
  The more I listen man the more you sound less sincere
  Still I’m watching CNN tryna keep up
  In my interviews maybe I should speak up
  Tell the world how I feel like you lying all the time
  And keep ‘em niggas walking 'round blind all the time
  But the same niggas think I’m fucking dimes all the time
  Like I'm walking round with money on my mind all the time
  And I feed into it
  I’d rather make tracks where I bleed into it
  The single's only the look to sell these niggas the book
  I can only pray that one day you’ll read into it
  If not, fuck it, I got my own problems
  Fuck ya beats nigga I produce my own albums
  I zone out that old sound that I've grown out of
  Was born out of being broke with hope
  But it don’t matter I’m on Saturn now and I won’t shatter
  As long as this blood grows in my bone marrow I’m gonna gather my thoughts
  As sharp as a bow and arrow
  Back when I had no dough and no apparel
  My flow’s thorough, now I’m more aware of all the perils a nigga face
  Loaded pistols with nickle plates is a nigga fate
  And why they call this shit a race
  The agony of defeat, wish the elite could get a taste [Chorus: Amber of Dirty Projectors]
  Look at me
  I Just can’t believe
  What they've done to me
  We could never get free
  I just wanna be (I just wanna be)
  Look at me
  I Just can’t believe
  What they've done to me
  We could never get free
  I just wanna be
  I just wanna dream
  [Bridge: Amber of Dirty Projectors]
  We’re all together in the same boat
  I know you, you know me
  Baby, you know me
  We’re all together in the same boat
  I know you, you know me
  Baby, you know me
  We’re all together in the same boat
  I know you, you know me
  Baby, you know me
  I Just wanna dream
  I Just wanna dream
  I Just wanna dream
  Baby, you know me [Outro: 2Pac]
  Don't support the Phoneys, Support the real
  You know what I mean?
  How can these people be talkin about how they so real
  And they don't care about our communities?
  How can they be talkin about how they're all this you know
  The hood and blah blah they don't care about the communities?
  You know what I mean? Listen to the words they have in their lyrics
  And tell me is that some real shit
  And if that's real shit to you
  You know what I mean? Listen to what they're saying to you
  Don't just bob your head to the beat peep the game
  And listen to what I'm saying & hold us accountable for it