Everybody Dies

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"Everybody Dies"
Single by J. Cole
Released Dec 31, 2016
Format digital download
Genre Hip hop
Label Dreamville
J. Cole singles chronology

Love Yourz
(2016)
Everybody Dies
(2016)
False Prophets
(2016)

Peaked @ #57 on December 31, 2016

“Everybody Dies” had been released on the Behind-the-Scenes documentary, “Eyez” that was exclusively released on Tidal. The interlude targets other members of the rap community, rappers that some would call “mumble rappers”.

Cole does not like the direction that hip hop is moving. There are many suspects as to who may have been the main target here, rappers such as Lil Yachty, Lil Uzi Vert, and 21 Savage.

It has been documented that J. Cole and Lil Yachty have had a little bit of history together. Back in 2011, Lil Yachty had tweeted, “Fuck J. Cole”, before blowing up a couple years later.

This J. Cole produced beat samples Minnie Riperton’s “Inside My Love.” It should be noted that 2Pac also utilized this sample in the same way on his song “Me Against the World.” It’s safe to assume Cole chose the sample for that very reason, especially with the Pac-influenced-title of For Your Eyez Only, which was released shortly after this single was. The drums were also sampled from Dexter Wansel’s “Theme From the Planets.”

Music video

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, we back Back in Mohammed crib, nigga, top floor The back room with just the one little small window, nigga The light be comin' through it in the morning Old-ass walls and shit But it's just like I remember, just like I wanted it Yeah, I'm workin' Yeah, I'm workin', nigga

[Verse]
Look, it's the return of the Mr. Burn Suckers
Not herpes infested, just perfectly blessed with
A style that you can't F with, protection recommended
‘Cause Cole the definition of a weapon that can end it
You know, mass destruction when I mash the button
I take your favorite major rapper, left him independent
Cryin' in the corner
‘Cause I ain't into sorta kinda, dissin' niggas
I'm borderline addicted to slaughter
Line up niggas in order
Of who you think can really fuck with me most
Then I tuck the heat close, if he don't duck then he ghost
Ain't no need for discussion
If they weren't talking 'bout the bread
These motherfuckers be toast
Clap at the fake deep rappers
The OG gatekeep rappers
The would-you-take-a-break-please rappers
Bunch of words and ain't sayin' shit, I hate these rappers
Especially the amateur eight week rappers
Lil' whatever—just another short bus rapper
Fake drug dealers turn tour bus trappers
Napoleon complex, you this tall rappers
Get exposed standin' next to 6'4" rappers
The streets don't fuck with you, you Pitchfork rappers
Chosen by the white man, you hipster rappers
I reload the clip, then I hit more rappers with that
Straight shittin' on these piss-poor rappers, I'm back
Never knew a nigga that was better
Revenue, I'm good at gettin' cheddar
Reminisce on days I didn't eat
If it's meant to be, then it'll be
If it's not, then fuck it, I'ma try
Ain't no need to ask the Father why, no
‘Cause one day everybody gotta die
One day everybody gotta die, oh
One day everybody gotta die
One day everybody gotta die, my nigga, my nigga


Weekly charts

Chart (2016) Peak
position
December 31, 2016 57