Forbidden Fruit
Chorus: J. Cole & Kendrick Lamar
Me and my bitch, took a little tripDown to the garden, took a little dip (Oh no)Apple juice falling from her lips, took a little sipLil' sip, took a lil' sipTook a lil' sip, t-took a lil', took a lil', took a lil' sipVerse 1: J. Cole
Ayo, I walk through the valley of the shadow of deathWhere niggas hold TECs like they mad at the refThat's why I keep a cross on my chest, either that or a vestDo you believe that Eve had Adam in check?And if so, you gotta expectTo sip juice from the forbidden fruit and get looseCole is the king, most definiteMy little black book thicker than the Old TestamentNiggas pay for head but the pussy sold separateSame bitch giving brains to the ministerThe same reason they call Mr. Cee the finisherForbidden fruit, watch for the Adam's appleSlick with words don't hate me, sonWhat you eat don't make me shit and who you fuck don't make me cumPut a price on my head won't make me runTry to kill me but it can't be done'Cause my words gon' live foreverYou put two and two together Cole here foreverChorus: Kendrick Lamar
Me and my bitch, took a little tripDown to the garden, took a little dip (Oh no)Apple juice falling from her lips, took a little sipPost-Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & J. Cole
Bitches come and go (You know that)Money come and go (You know that)Love come and go (Don't shit last)Bitches come and go (You know that)Money come and go (You know that)Love come and go (Don't shit last)Verse 2: J. Cole
Take a seat baby girl you've been all in my mindI know I ain't called gotta pardon my grindJust copped a maroon 5, no Adam Levine'Came a man by myself, only father was timeI know that she relate baby daddy ain't shitSo she raised that nigga kids but she swallowing mineAnd that's why you all on my mindAll on my line like caller number nine'Cause a nigga poppin' like Harlem in the nine-sevenWay before Mase was a reverendI was a young nigga making A's at 11Or 12, trying to get a taste of the HeavenOr Hell, only time gon' tellFuck her while her mama home, "baby, don't yell"How many records do a nigga gotta sellJust to get the cover of the XXLOr Fader, fuck your magazine haterWhen I say that I'm the greatest I ain't talking about laterI'ma drop the album same day as KanyeJust to show the Boyz the man now like WanyáAnd I don't mean no disrespect, I praise legendsBut this what's next, the boy sick, can't disinfectLife's a bitch and her pussy's wetMy clip is loaded and this is the kiss of… deathBlaowChorus: Kendrick Lamar
Me and my bitch, took a little tripDown to the garden, took a little dip (Oh no)Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sipPost-Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & J. Cole
Bitches come and go (You know that)Money come and go (You know that)Love come and go (Don't shit last)Bitches come and go (You know that)Money come and go (You know that)Love come and go (Don't shit last)Outro: J. Cole
Don't shit last, don't shit last and you know thatWent to hell, got hot didn't meltThe only man above me is God himselfAll these other niggas is below meWord to Phife, Q-Tip, Ali, and JarobiWhat up QueensCole is the King and you know thatStarted with a dollar and a dream, and you know thatNever give a bird bitch a ring, you should know thatBitch, bitchThat should be my new ad lib (bitch)I got a new one. I finally got a cool ad libBe at all the shows everybody be like, bitchBitch, bitchOr you can do the low cool shit, bitchOutro Skit: Lil Cole
Yo, yo, yo pull over right here, right here, here you goYeah pull over right here, to the rightPull over, pull over, pull over, pull overIght, look look, park right hereI'ma be out it'll be like thirty minutes topsIt'll be like thirty minutes, I'll be right back out, ightBitches come and go, bitches come andYo, yo what up, what's popping, I'm back, I'm backYo you got that piece ready for me, that Jesus pieceNah the gold, the rose gold joint, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahYeah let me see that, oh shit what is that someWhat's, what the fuck is that platinumIs that? What's that chain right thereIs that-ss-ss white gold, that's platinumIs that plat, well niggas doing platinum again, niggas doing, niggas ain't even platinum yet right, oh shit bout to makeYo I'm trying to bring that shit back, kill these niggasLet me see that one too, the wat, the watch, the platinum watchWhat the song means
The song takes the Garden of Eden story and turns it into a playful, provocative metaphor for temptation, desire, and ambition. The chorus, shared with Kendrick Lamar, tells of a man and his partner slipping into the garden, where the "apple juice" becomes an image of forbidden pleasure. The sip is both a sensual act and a small act of rebellion against rules and authority.
The first verse expands the biblical theme into a boast. J. Cole presents himself as someone who fears no threat and cannot be pulled off course by money, violence, or public judgment. He imagines Eve and Adam as a power struggle and suggests that anyone who tastes the forbidden fruit has to accept the consequences. The second verse shifts to career and ego, describing early ambition, the drive to be a legend, and the wish to be recognized by the hip-hop press. The post-chorus adds a cynical turn: people, money, and love all pass through a life, and nothing lasts. The outro doubles down on confidence and loyalty to hip-hop roots, and the closing skit pivots to flashy jewelry and materialism, which underlines the song's themes of excess and status.
Key phrases explained
- TECs
- TEC-9 pistols — Slang for a handgun, used here as an image of intimidation and threat.
- Adam's apple
- the throat bump, a pun on the forbidden fruit — Links the biblical story to the body, a playful wordplay on temptation.
- the cover of the XXL
- the cover of XXL magazine — Hip-hop slang for reaching major recognition and success in the rap world.
- kiss of... death
- a deadly fate, a fatal end — An idiom used with a dramatic pause, showing the speaker's bold threat.
- Word to Phife
- I swear by Phife Dawg (A Tribe Called Quest) — A respectful oath showing loyalty to hip-hop legends.
Song info
- Release date
- 2013-06-18
- Album
- Born Sinner
- Written by
- J. Cole, Ronnie Foster
- Produced by
- J. Cole
- Featuring
- Kendrick Lamar
- Samples
- A Tribe Called Quest – Electric Relaxation, Ronnie Foster – Mystic Brew
- Interpolates
- Ray Barretto – Pastime Paradise, JAŸ-Z – Heart of the City (Ain’t No Love), Coolio – Gangsta’s Paradise
- Sampled in
- J. Cole – Neighbors
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