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Swimming Pools (Drank)

Kendrick Lamar (2012)

Pour up (drank), headshot (drank)

Sit down (drank), stand up (drank)

Pass out (drank), wake up (drank)

Faded (drank), faded (drank)

Now I done grew up 'round some people livin' their life in bottles

Granddaddy had the golden flask, backstroke every day in Chicago

Some people like the way it feel, some people wanna kill their sorrows

Some people wanna fit in with the popular, that was my problem

I was in the dark room, loud tunes, lookin' to make a vow soon

That I'ma get fucked up, fillin' up my cup, I see the crowd mood

Changin' by the minute and the record on repeat

Took a sip, then another sip, then somebody said to me

Nigga, why you babysittin' only two or three shots?

I'ma show you how to turn it up a notch

First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it

Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it

I wave a few bottles, then I watch 'em all flock

All the girls wanna play Baywatch

I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it

Po-pool full of liquor, I'ma dive in it

Pour up (drank), headshot (drank)

Sit down (drank), stand up (drank)

Pass out (drank), wake up (drank)

Faded (drank), faded (drank)

Okay, now open your mind up and listen me, Kendrick

I'm your conscience, if you do not hear me then you will be history, Kendrick

I know that you're nauseous right now and I'm hopin' to lead you to victory, Kendrick

If I take another one down, I'ma drown in some poison, abusin' my limit

I think that I'm feelin' the vibe, I see the love in her eyes

I see the feelin', the freedom is granted as soon as the damage of vodka arrive

This how you capitalize, this is parental advice

And apparently, I'm over-influenced by what you are doin'

I thought I was doin' the most 'til someone said to me

Nigga, why you babysittin' only two or three shots?

I'ma show you how to turn it up a notch

First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it

Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it

I wave a few bottles, then I watch 'em all flock

All the girls wanna play Baywatch

I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it

Po-pool full of liquor, I'ma dive in it

Pour up (drank), headshot (drank)

Sit down (drank), stand up (drank)

Pass out (drank), wake up (drank)

Faded (drank), faded (drank)

I ride, you ride, bang

One chopper, 100 shots, bang

Hop out, do you bang?

Two chopper, 200 shots, bang

I ride, you ride, bang

One chopper, 100 shots, bang

Hop out, do you bang?

Two chopper, 200 shots, bang

Nigga, why you babysittin' only two or three shots?

I'ma show you how to turn it up a notch

First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it

Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it

I wave a few bottles, then I watch 'em all flock

All the girls wanna play Baywatch

I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it

Po-pool full of liquor, I'ma dive in it

Pour up (drank), headshot (drank)

Sit down (drank), stand up (drank)

Pass out (drank), wake up (drank)

Faded (drank), faded (drank)

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Not Like Us

Kendrick Lamar (2024)

Psst, I see dead people

Mustard on the beat, ho

Ay, Mustard on the beat, ho

Deebo, any rap nigga, he a free-throw

Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe, bro"

Nail a nigga to the cross, he walk around like Teezo

What's up with these jabroni-ass niggas tryna see Compton?

The industry can hate me, fuck 'em all and they mama

How many opps you really got? I mean, it's too many options

I'm finna pass on this body, I'm John Stockton

Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin'

Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas

Certified boogeyman, I'm the one that upped the score with 'em

Walk him down, whole time I know he got some ho in him

Pole on him, extort shit, bully the flow on him

Say, Drake, I hear you like 'em young

You better not ever go to cell block one

To any bitch that talk to him and they in love

Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from him

They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand-me-downs

And PARTY at the party, playin' with his nose now

And Baka got a weird case, why is he around?

Certified Lover Boy? Certified pedophiles

Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot, fuck 'em up

Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, I'ma do my stuff

Why you trollin' like a bitch? Ain't you tired?

Tryna strike a chord and it's probably A minor

They not like us, they not like us, they not like us

You think the Bay gon' let you disrespect Pac, nigga?

I think that Oakland show gon' be your last stop, nigga

Did Cole fouI, I don't know why you still pretendin'

What is the owl? Bird niggas and bird bitches, go

The audience not dumb, shape the stories how you want

Hey, Drake, they're not slow

Rabbit hole is still deep, I can go further, I promise

Ain't that somethin'? B-Rad stands for bitch and you Malibu most wanted

Ain't no law, boy, you ballboy, fetch Gatorade or somethin'

Since 2009, I had this bitch jumpin'

You niggas'll get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxers

What OVO for? The "Other Vaginal Option"? Pussy

Nigga better straighten they posture, got famous all up in Compton

Might write this for the doctorate, tell the pop star quit hidin'

Fuck a caption, want action, no accident

And I'm hands-on, he fuck around, get polished

Fucked on Wayne girl while he was in jail, that's connivin'

Then get his face tatted like a bitch apologizin'

I'm glad DeRoz' came home, y'all didn't deserve him neither

From Alondra down to Central, nigga better not speak on Serena

And your homeboy need subpoena, that predator move in flocks

That name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch

I lean on you niggas like another line of Wock'

Yeah, it's all eyes on me, and I'ma send it up to Pac, ay

Put the wrong label on me, I'ma get 'em dropped, ay

Sweet Chin Music, and I won't pass the aux, ay

How many stocks do I really have in stock? Ay

One, two, three, four, five, plus five, ay

Devil is a lie, he a 69 God, ay

Freaky-ass niggas need to stay they ass inside, ay

Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'za, ay

City is back up, it's a must, we outside, ay

They not like us, they not like us, they not like us

Once upon a time, all of us was in chains

Homie still doubled down callin' us some slaves

Atlanta was the Mecca, buildin' railroads and trains

Bear with me for a second, let me put y'all on game

The settlers was usin' town folk to make 'em richer

Fast-forward, 2024, you got the same agenda

You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance

Let me break it down for you, this the real nigga challenge

You called Future when you didn't see the club (ay, what?)

Lil Baby helped you get your lingo up (what?)

21 gave you false street cred

Thug made you feel like you a slime in your head (ay, what?)

Quavo said you can be from Northside (what?)

2 Chainz say you good, but he lied

You run to Atlanta when you need a few dollars

No, you not a colleague, you a fuckin' colonizer

The family matter, and the truth of the matter

It was God's plan to show y'all the liar

Mm, mm-mm

He a fan, he a fan, he a fan (mm), he a fan, he a fan, he a

Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God

Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life

Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God

Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life

Let me hear you say, "OV-ho" (OV-ho)

Say, "OV-ho" (OV-ho)

Then step this way, step that way

Are you my friend?

Are we locked in?

Then step this way, step that way

goosebumps

Travis Scott, Kendrick Lamar (2016)

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HUMBLE.

Kendrick Lamar (2017)

Nobody pray for me

It been that day for me

Way (yeah, yeah!)

Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances

Finesse a nigga with some counterfeits, but now I'm countin' this

Parmesan where my accountant lives; in fact, I'm downin' this

D'USSÉ with my boo bae tastes like Kool-Aid for the analysts

Girl, I can buy yo' ass the world with my paystub

Ooh, that pussy good, won't you sit it on my taste buds?

I get way too petty once you let me do the extras

Pull up on your block, then break it down, we playin' Tetris

A.m. to the p.m., p.m. to the a.m., funk

Piss out your per diem, you just gotta hate 'em, funk

If I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes, funk

If I quit this season, I still be the greatest, funk

My left stroke just went viral

Right stroke put lil' baby in a spiral

Soprano C, we like to keep it on a high note

It's levels to it, you and I know

Bitch, be humble (hol' up, bitch)

Sit down (hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch)

Be humble (hol' up, bitch)

Sit down (hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)

Be humble (hol' up, hol' up)

Bitch, sit down (hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)

Be humble (lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)

Sit down (hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)

Be humble (hol' up, hol' up)

Sit down (hol' up, hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch)

Be humble (hol' up, bitch)

Sit down (hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)

Be humble (hol' up, hol' up)

Bitch, sit down (hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)

Be humble (lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)

Sit down (hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)

Who dat nigga thinkin' that he frontin' on Man-Man?

Get the fuck off my stage, I'm the Sandman (Sandman)

Get the fuck off my dick, that ain't right

I make a play fucking up your whole life

I'm so fuckin' sick and tired of the Photoshop

Show me somethin' natural like afro on Richard Pryor

Show me somethin' natural like ass with some stretch marks

Still will take you down right on your mama's couch in Polo socks

Ayy, this shit way too crazy, ayy, you do not amaze me, ayy

I blew cool from AC, ayy, Obama just paged me, ayy

I don't fabricate it, ayy, most of y'all be fakin', ayy

I stay modest 'bout it, ayy, she elaborate it, ayy

This that Grey Poupon, that Evian, that TED Talk, ayy

Watch my soul speak, you let the meds talk, ayy

If I kill a nigga, it won't be the alcohol, ayy

I'm the realest nigga after all

Bitch, be humble (hol' up, bitch)

Sit down (hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch)

Be humble (hol' up, bitch)

Sit down (hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)

Be humble (hol' up, hol' up)

Bitch, sit down (hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)

Be humble (lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)

Sit down (hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)

Be humble (hol' up, hol' up)

Sit down (hol' up, hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch)

Be humble (hol' up, bitch)

Sit down (hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)

Be humble (hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)

Bitch, sit down (hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)

Be humble (lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)

Sit down (hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)

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HUMBLE.

Skrillex, Kendrick Lamar (2017)

Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances

Finesse a nigga with some counterfeits, but now I'm countin' this

Parmesan where my accountant lives, in fact, I'm downin' this

D'USSÉ with my boo bae tastes like Kool-Aid for the analysts

Girl, I can buy yo' ass the world with my paystub

Ooh, that pussy good, won't you sit it on my taste bloods?

I get way too petty once you let me do the extras

Pull up on your block, then break it down, we playin' Tetris

A.M. to the P.M., P.M. to the A.M., funk

Piss out your per diem, you just gotta hate 'em, funk

If I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes, funk

If I quit this season, I still be the greatest, funk

My left stroke just went viral

Right-right stroke put lil' baby in a spiral

Soprano C, we like to keep it on a high note

It's levels to it, you and I know

Bitch, be humble (bitch, hol' up, bitch)

(Hol'-up, bitch)

(Hol'-up, hol'-up, hol'-up)

Sit down (hol'-up)

Be humble (bitch)

Sit down (hol'-up)

Be humble (bitch)

Sit down (hol'-up, hol'-up)

Be humble (bitch)

Sit down (hol'-up, hol'-up, hol'-up, hol'-up)

Who dat nigga thinkin' that he frontin' on Man Man? (Man Man)

Get the fuck off my stage, I'm the Sandman (Sandman)

Get the fuck off my dick, that ain't right

I make a play fucking up your whole life

I'm so fuckin' sick and tired of the Photoshop

Show me somethin' natural like afro on Richard Pryor

Show me somethin' natural like ass with some stretch marks

Still will take you down right on your mama's couch in Polo socks

Ayy, this shit way too crazy, ayy

You do not amaze me, ayy

I blew cool from AC, ayy

Obama just paged me, ayy

I don't fabricate it, ayy

Most of y'all be fakin', ayy

I stay modest 'bout it, ayy

She elaborate it, ayy

This that Grey Poupon, that Evian, that TED Talk, ayy

Watch my soul speak, you let the meds talk, ayy

If I kill a nigga, it won't be the alcohol, ayy

I'm the realest nigga after all

Bitch, be humble

(Hol'-up, bitch)

(Hol'-up)

(Hol'-up, hol'-up, hol'-up)

Sit down (hol'-up)

Be humble (bitch)

Sit down (hol'-up)

Be humble

Sit down (hol'-up, hol'-up)

Be humble (bitch)

Sit down (hol'-up, hol'-up, hol'-up, hol'-up)

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Money Trees

Kendrick Lamar, Jay Rock (2012)

Uh, me and my niggas tryna get it, ya bish (ya bish)

Hit the house lick, tell me is you wit' it, ya bish? (Ya bish)

Home invasion was persuasive (was persuasive)

From nine-to-five I know it's vacant, ya bish (ya bish)

Dreams of living life like rappers do (like rappers do)

Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool (they wasn't cool)

I fucked Sherane and went to tell my bros (tell my bros)

Then Usher Raymond "Let It Burn" came on ("Let Burn" came on)

Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish (ya bish)

Park the car then we start rhyming, ya bish (ya bish)

The only thing we had to free our mind (free our mind)

Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs (see dollar signs)

You looking like an easy come up, ya bish (ya bish)

A silver spoon I know you come from, ya bish (ya bish)

And that's a lifestyle that we never knew (we never knew)

Go at a reverend for the revenue

It go Halle Berry or hallelujah

Pick your poison, tell me what you doing

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

But the one in front of the gun lives forever

(The one in front of the gun, forever)

And I been hustling all day, this-a-way, that-a-way

Through canals and alleyways, just to say

Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel

Nah, nah, a dollar might just fuck your main bitch, that's just how I feel

Nah, a dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with, that's just how I feel

Nah, nah, a dollar might just make that lane switch, that's just how I feel

Nah, a dollar might turn to a million and we all rich, that's just how I feel

Dreams of living life like rappers do (like rappers do)

Bump that new E-40 after school (way after school)

You know "Big Ballin' With My Homies" (my homies)

Earl Stevens had us thinkin' rational (thinkin' rational)

Back to reality, we poor, ya bish (ya bish)

Another casualty at war, ya bish (ya bish)

Two bullets in my Uncle Tony head (my Tony head)

He said one day I'll be on tour, ya bish (ya bish)

That Louis Burgers never be the same (won't be the same)

A Louis belt will never ease that pain (won't ease that pain)

But I'ma purchase when that day is jerkin' (that day is jerkin')

Pull off at Church's with Pirellis skirtin' (Pirellis skirtin')

Gang signs out the window, ya bish (ya bish)

Hoping all of them offend you, ya bish (ya bish)

They say your hood is a pot of gold (pot of gold)

And we gon' crash it when nobody's home

It go Halle Berry or hallelujah

Pick your poison, tell me what you doing

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

But the one in front of the gun lives forever

(The one in front of the gun, forever)

And I been hustling all day, this-a-way, that-a-way

Through canals and alleyways, just to say

Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel

Nah, nah, a dollar might just fuck your main bitch, that's just how I feel

Nah, a dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with, that's just how I feel

Nah, nah, a dollar might just make that lane switch, that's just how I feel

Nah, a dollar might turn to a million and we all rich, that's just how I feel

Be the last one out to get this dough? No way

Love one of you bucket-headed hoes? No way

Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way

Hit the brakes when they on patrol? No way

Be the last one out to get this dough? No way

Love one of you bucket-headed hoes? No way

Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way

Hit the brakes when they on patrol? No way

'Magine Rock up in them projects where them niggas pick your pockets

Santa Claus don't miss them stockings, liquor spillin', pistols popping

Baking soda YOLA whipping ain't no turkey on Thanksgivin'

My homeboy just domed a nigga, I just hope the Lord forgive him

Pots with cocaine residue, every day I'm hustlin'

What else is a thug to do when you eatin' cheese from the government?

Gotta provide for my daughter n'em, get the fuck up out my way, bitch

Got that drum and I got them bands just like a parade, bitch

Drop that work up in the bushes, hope them boys don't see my stash

If they do, tell the truth, this the last time you might see my ass

From the gardens where the grass ain't cut, them serpents lurking, blood

Bitches selling pussy, niggas selling drugs, but it's all good

Broken promises, steal your watch and tell you what time it is

Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a Foot Locker is

In the streets with a heater under my Dungarees

Dreams of me getting shaded under a money tree

It go Halle Berry or hallelujah

Pick your poison, tell me what you doing

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

But the one in front of the gun lives forever

(The one in front of the gun, forever)

And I been hustling all day, this-a-way, that-a-way

Through canals and alleyways, just to say

Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel

Kendrick, just bring my car back man, I called in for another appointment

I figured you weren't gonna be back here on time anyways

Look, shit, shit, I just wanna get out the house man

This man's on one, he feeling good than a motherfucker

Shit, I'm tryna get my thing going too, just bring my car back (girl, I want your body, I want your body)

Shit, he faded, he feeling good, look, listen to him ('cause you got a big ol' fat ass)

Girl, girl, I want your body, I want your body, 'cause of that big ol' fat ass

See he high as hell, shit, he ain't even trippin' off them

Damn dominoes no more (girl, I want your body, 'cause of that big ol-)

Just bring the car back

Did somebody say dominoes?

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Pray For Me

The Weeknd, Kendrick Lamar (2018)

I'm always ready for a war again (a war again)

Go down that road again (that road again)

It's all the same (it's all the same)

I'm always ready to take a life again (that life again)

You know I'll ride again (I'll ride again)

It's all the same (ooh, ooh, ooh)

Tell me who's gon' save me from myself

When this life is all I know

Tell me who's gon' save me from this hell

Without you, I'm all alone

Who gon' pray for me? (Who gon' pray for me?)

Take my pain for me? (Take my pain for me?)

Save my soul for me? (Save my soul for me?)

'Cause I'm alone, you see ('cause I'm alone, you see)

If I'm gon' die for you (if I'm gon' die for you)

If I'm gon' kill for you (if I'm gon' kill for you)

Then I spilled this blood for you, hey

I fight the world, I fight you, I fight myself

I fight God, just tell me how many burdens left

I fight pain and hurricanes, today I wept

I'm tryna fight back tears, flood on my doorsteps

Life a livin' hell, puddles of blood in the streets

Shooters on top of the building, government aid ain't relief

Earthquake, the body dropped, the ground breaks

The poor run with smoke lungs and Scarface

Who need a hero? (Hero)

You need a hero, look in the mirror, there go your hero

Who on the front lines at ground zero? (Hero)

My heart don't skip a beat, even when hard times bumps the needle

Mass destruction and mass corruption

The souls of sufferin' men

Clutchin' on deaf ears again, rapture is comin'

It's all prophecy and if I gotta be sacrificed for the greater good

Then that's what it gotta be

Who gon' pray for me? (Who gon' pray for me?)

Take my pain for me? (Take my pain for me?)

Save my soul for me? (Save my soul for me?)

'Cause I'm alone, you see ('cause I'm alone, you see)

If I'm gon' die for you (if I'm gon' die for you)

If I'm gon' kill for you (if I'm gon' kill for you)

Then I spilled this blood for you, hey

Hey, hey

Who gon' pray for me?

Take my pain for me?

Save my soul for me?

'Cause I'm alone, you see

If I'm gon' die for you

If I'm gon' kill for you

Then I spilled this blood for you, hey

Just in case my faith go, I'll live by my own law

I'll live by my own law, I'll live by my own

Just in case my faith go, I'll live by my own law

I'll live by my own law, I'll live by my own

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Radioactive

Imagine Dragons, Kendrick Lamar (2014)

I'm waking up to ash and dust

I wipe my brow, and I sweat my rust

I'm breathing in the chemicals

Yeah, ah

I'm breaking in, shaping up

Then checking out on the prison bus

This is it, the apocalypse

Woah

I'm waking up

I feel it in my bones

Enough to make my system blow

Welcome to the new age, to the new age

Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh

Woah-oh-oh-oh

I'm radioactive, radioactive

Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh

Woah-oh-oh-oh

I'm radioactive, radioactive

I raise my flag, dye my clothes

It's a revolution, I suppose

We're painted red to fit right in

Woah

I'm breaking in, shaping up

Then checking out on the prison bus

This is it, the apocalypse

Woah

I'm waking up

I feel it in my bones

Enough to make my system blow

Welcome to the new age, to the new age

Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh

Woah-oh-oh-oh

I'm radioactive, radioactive

Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh

Woah-oh-oh-oh

I'm radioactive, radioactive

All systems go

The sun hasn't died

Deep in my bones

Straight from inside

Bury me alive

Bury me with pride

Bury me with berries

That forbidden fruit and cherry wine

Thank you very much

But tonight's my night and I'm Barry Bonds

Swingin' for the fences

Barbaric Kendrick in idle time

Everything in life's subject to change

Change whip, change grind

Change clothes, change opinions

Right before I change my mind

I don't really know your business

Been in there since I was bendin' Lego blocks

Now you tell the world about me, dry snitch

Tater tots on my shotgun

Now I gotta pop one at the stars

Sky's the limit, I gotta finish

As the first rapper on Mars

Mark my word, I'ma make my mark

Even when they start their Marshall Law

Even when these martians alienate

My mental state is still at heart

Fuck, look at my eyes, tell me I died

Tell me I tried to compromise

Tell me you love me, tell me that

I don't give a fuck, I can barely decide

Wishin' good luck on my enemies

All of my energy go to the Almighty God

I could drown in a bottle of Hennessy

Fuck your amenities, I'm gettin' better with time, ah!

I'm waking up

I feel it in my bones

Enough to make my system blow

Welcome to the new age, to the new age

Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh

Woah-oh-oh-oh

I'm radioactive, radioactive

Woah-oh-oh-oh, oh

Woah-oh-oh-oh

I'm radioactive, radioactive

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DNA.

Kendrick Lamar (2017)

I got, I got, I got, I got

Loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA

Cocaine quarter piece, got war and peace inside my DNA

I got power, poison, pain and joy inside my DNA

I got hustle though, ambition, flow inside my DNA

I was born like this, since one like this, immaculate conception

I transform like this, perform like this, was Yeshua new weapon

I don't contemplate, I meditate, then off your fucking head

This that put-the-kids-to-bed

This that I got, I got, I got, I got

Realness, I just kill shit 'cause it's in my DNA

I got millions, I got riches buildin' in my DNA

I got dark, I got evil, that rot inside my DNA

I got off, I got troublesome heart inside my DNA

I just win again, then win again like Wimbledon, I serve

Yeah, that's him again, the sound that engine in is like a bird

You see fireworks and Corvette tire skrrt the boulevard

I know how you work, I know just who you are

See, you's a, you's a, you's a

Bitch, your hormones prolly switch inside your DNA

Problem is, all that sucker shit inside your DNA

Daddy prolly snitched, heritage inside your DNA

Backbone don't exist, born outside a jellyfish, I gauge

See, my pedigree most definitely don't tolerate the front

Shit I've been through prolly offend you, this is Paula's oldest son

I know murder, conviction, burners, boosters

Burglars, ballers, dead, redemption

Scholars, fathers dead with kids and

I wish I was fed forgiveness

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, soldier's DNA

Born inside the beast, my expertise checked out in second grade

When I was 9, on cell, motel, we didn't have nowhere to stay

At 29, I've done so well, hit cartwheel in my estate

And I'm gon' shine like I'm supposed to, antisocial, extrovert

And excellent mean the extra work

And absentness what the fuck you heard

And pessimists never struck my nerve

And Nazareth gonna plead his case

The reason my power's here on earth

Salute the truth, when the prophet say

I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA (this is why I say that hip hop)

I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA (has done more damage to young African Americans)

I live a better life, I'm rollin' several dice, fuck your life (than racism in recent years)

I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA (I live a be-, fuck your life)

This is my heritage, all I'm inheritin' (5, 4, 3, 2, 1)

Money and power, the mecca of marriages

Tell me somethin'

You motherfuckers can't tell me nothin'

I'd rather die than to listen to you

My DNA not for imitation

Your DNA an abomination

This how it is when you're in the Matrix

Dodgin' bullets, reapin' what you sow

And stackin' up the footage, livin' on the go

And sleepin' in a villa

Sippin' from a Grammy and walkin' in the buildin'

Diamond in the ceilin', marble on the floors

Beach inside the window, peekin' out the window

Baby in the pool, godfather goals

Only Lord knows I've been goin' hammer

Dodgin' paparazzi, freakin' through the cameras

Eat at Four Daughters, Brock wearin' sandals

Yoga on a Monday, stretchin' to Nirvana

Watchin' all the snakes, curvin' all the fakes

Phone never on, I don't conversate

I don't compromise, I just penetrate

Sex, money, murder, these are the breaks

These are the times, level number 9

Look up in the sky, 10 is on the way

Sentence on the way, killings on the way

Motherfucker, I got winners on the way

You ain't shit without a body on your belt

You ain't shit without a ticket on your plate

You ain't sick enough to pull it on yourself

You ain't rich enough to hit the lot and skate

Tell me when destruction gonna be my fate

Gonna be your fate, gonna be our faith

Peace to the world, let it rotate

Sex, money, murder, our DNA

T

All the Stars

Kendrick Lamar, SZA (2018)

Love, let's talk about love

Is it anything and everything you hoped for?

Or do the feeling haunt you?

I know the feeling haunt you

This may be the night that my dreams might let me know

All the stars are closer

This may be the night that my dreams might let me know

All the stars are closer

Tell me what you gon' do to me

Confrontation ain't nothin' new to me

You can bring a bullet, bring a sword

Bring a morgue, but you can't bring the truth to me

Fuck you and all your expectations

I don't even want your congratulations

I recognize your false confidence

And calculated promises all in your conversation

I hate people that feel entitled

Look at me crazy 'cause I ain't invite you

Oh, you important?

You the moral to the story you endorsin'?

Motherfucker, I don't even like you

Corrupt a man's heart with a gift

That's how you find out who you dealin' with

A small percentage who I'm buildin' with

I want the credit if I'm losin' or I'm winnin'

On my momma, that's the realest shit

Love, let's talk about love

Is it anything and everything you hoped for?

Or do the feeling haunt you?

I know the feeling haunt you

This may be the night that my dreams might let me know

All the stars are closer

This may be the night that my dreams might let me know

All the stars are closer

Skin covered in ego

Get to talkin', I get involved, like a rebound

Got no end game, got no result, got to stay down

It's the way that you making me feel like nobody ever loved me

Like you do, you do

You kinda feel like you tryin' to get away from me

If you do, I won't move

I just cry for no reason (reason), I just pray for no reason (reason)

I give thanks for the day

For the hours and another way, another life breathin'

I did it all 'cause it feel good

But wouldn't do it all if it feel bad

Better live your life

We are running out of time

Love, let's talk about love

Is it anything and everything you hoped for?

Or do the feeling haunt you?

I know the feeling haunt you

This may be the night that my dreams might let me know

All the stars are closer

This may be the night that my dreams might let me know

All the stars are closer

T

PRIDE.

Kendrick Lamar (2017)

Love's gonna get you killed

But pride's gonna be the death of you, and you and me

And you, and you, and you and me

And you, and you, and you and me, and-

Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care

In another life, I surely was there

Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care

I care, I care

Hell-raising, wheel-chasing, new worldy possessions

Flesh-making, spirit-breaking, which one would you lessen?

The better part, the human heart, you love 'em or dissect 'em

Happiness or flashiness? How do you serve the question?

See, in the perfect world, I would be perfect, world

I don't trust people enough beyond they surface, world

I don't love people enough to put my faith in man

I put my faith in these lyrics, hoping I make a band

I understand I ain't perfect, I probably won't come around

This time, I might put you down

Last time, I ain't give a fuck, I still feel the same now

My feelings might go numb, you're dealing with cold thumb

I'm willing to give up a leg and arm and show empathy from

Pity parties and functions and you and yours

A perfect world, you probably live another 24

I can't fake humble just 'cause your ass is insecure

Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care

In another life, I surely was there

Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care

I care, I care

Maybe I wasn't there (we saw you first)

Maybe I wasn't there (I saw you first)

Maybe I wasn't there

Now, in a perfect world, I probably won't be insensitive

Cold as December, but never remember what winter did

I wouldn't blame you for mistakes I made or the bed I laid

Seems like I point the finger just to make a point nowadays

Smiles and cold stares, the temperature goes there

Indigenous disposition, feel like we belong here

I know the walls, they can listen, I wish they could talk back

The hurt becomes repetition, the love almost lost that

Sick venom in men and women overcome with pride

A perfect world is never perfect, only filled with lies

Promises are broken and more resentment come alive

Race barriers make inferior of you and I

See, in a perfect world, I'll choose faith over riches

I'll choose work over bitches, I'll make schools out of prison

I'll take all the religions and put 'em all in one service

Just to tell 'em we ain't shit, but He's been perfect, world

Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care

In another life, I surely was there

Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care

I care, I care

Maybe I wasn't there (we saw you first)

Maybe I wasn't there (I saw you first)

Maybe I wasn't there

T

Collard Greens

ScHoolboy Q, Kendrick Lamar (2014)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, oh

Yo, yo

Oh, oh, luxury

Chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop that

Oh, oh, collard greens

Three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that

Oh, oh, down with that shit

Drink this, smoke this, get down with the shit, aye

Oh, oh, down with the shit

Cop this, pop this, down with the shit

Smoke this, drink this, straight to my liver

Watch this, no tick, yeah, I'm the nigga

Gang rap, X-mas, smoke, shots I deliver

Faded, Vegas, might sponsor the killer

Shake it, break it, hot-hot for the winter

Drop it, cop it, eyes locked on your inner object

Rock it, blast-blast, new beginnings

Lovely, pinky how not I remember, fiendin'

Give me, give me, give me some

Freak the freckles off your face

Frenchy, freakin', swappin' tongue

Click my link and spread your buns

Lose your denim, make it numb

Blow it baby, no Saddam, icky-icky, icky-icky

Fuckin' in the car service, thank me for the car pool

Chromosome, part full, prolly off a Norco

And gas, not the Arco, popping since the intro

You shoppin' from the window, play my favorite tempo

Oh, oh, luxury

Chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop that

Oh, oh, collard greens

Three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that

Oh, oh, down with that shit, drink this

Smoke this, get down with the shit, aye

Oh, oh, down with the shit

Cop this, pop this, down with the shit

Hold up, biatch, this your favorite song

Translation, ven aqui, mami, ese culo

Tu quieres cojer mis huevos, y papi me desespero

Chuparse puto pendejo, el pinche cabron

Let's get it, nights like this, I'm a knight like this

Sword in my hand, I fight like this

And I'm more than a man, I'm a God

Bitch, touché, en garde

Toupée drop and her two tits pop out of that tank top and bra

And when I say "Doo-doo, doo-doo," bitch, that be K. Dot

She want some more of this, I give her more of this, I owe her this

In fact, I know she miss the way I floored this, I'm forgis

I know my Houston partners, drop a four on this

And focus, and slow it down, down, alright, let me blow this bitch

I'm famous, I blame this on you, cash in the mirror

Hang in my penthouse roof, skyline the clearest

Watch it, your optics, popping out, you look the weirdest

Pop my top on the 105, head with no power steering, ah!

Oh, oh, luxury

Chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop that

Oh, oh, collard greens

Three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that

Oh, oh, down with that shit

Drink this, smoke this, get down with the shit, aye

Oh, oh, down with the shit

Cop this, pop this, down with the shit

Bummy nigga famous, straight from the bottom

Broke niggas hate it, still never robbed him

Guns in the basement, out they have a problem

Kush be my fragrance, we love marijuana

Function on fire, burn the roof off this motherfucker

Psych ward is ballin', go craze like no other

Weed steady blowin', pass the blunt to my momma

Runs in the family, puff-puff keep a nigga fiendin'

Faded, faded-faded right

Shot glass super size, she gon' get some dick tonight

Meet me at the W, and no it's not the Westside

Stick it up ya Southside (icky-icky, icky-icky)

Baller futuristic, groovy gangsta with an attitude

What these niggas make a year, I spend that on my daughter shoes

Smokin' weed and drinkin', all the college students loving Q

We gon' turn it out until the neighbors wanna party too

Oh, oh, luxury

Chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop that

Oh, oh, collard greens

Three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that

Oh, oh, down with that shit

Drink this, smoke this, get down with the shit, aye

Oh, oh, down with the shit

Cop this, pop this, down with the shit, oh

T

LOYALTY.

Kendrick Lamar, Rihanna (2017)

I said I'm geeked and I'm fired up (Fired, fire)

All I want tonight just get high up (High, high, high)

Girl, you look so good, it's to die for (Die for)

Ooh that pussy good, it's to die for (On fire)

It's a secret society

All we ask is trust

(All we ask is trust)

All we got is us

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

Kung Fu Kenny, now

My resume is real enough for two millenniums

A better way to make a wave, stop defendin' them

I meditate and moderate all of my wins again

I'm hangin' on the fence again

I'm always on your mind

I put my lyric and my lifeline on the line

And ain't no limit when I might shine, might grind

You rollin' with it at the right time, right now

(Only for the dollar sign)

Bad gyal RiRi, now

Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, deeper now

On your pulse like it's EDM

Gas in the bitch like it's premium

Haul ass on a bitch all in the fast lane

Been a bad bitch way before any cash came

I'm established

Hundred carats on my name, run the atlas

I'm a natural, I'm alright

I'm a savage, I'm an asshole, I'm a king

Shimmy-yeah, shimmy-yeah, shimmy-yeah, rock

You can tell your nigga he can meet me outside (Yeah)

You can babysit him when I leave him outside

Ain't no other love like the one I know

I done been down so long, lost hope

I done came down so hard I slowed

Honesty forever, all a real nigga want

I said I'm geeked and I'm fired up (Fired, fire)

All I want is tonight is just to get high up (Yeah)

(All I want is, all I want is)

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

10-4, no switching sides

Feel somethin' wrong

You acting shifty, you don't ride

With me no more, I need

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

Tell me who you loyal to

Is it money? Is it fame? Is it weed? Is it drink?

Is it comin' down with the loud pipes and the rain?

Big chillin', only for the power in your name

Tell me who you loyal to

Is it love for the streets when the lights get dark?

Is it unconditional when the 'Rari don't start?

Tell me when your loyalty is comin' from the heart

Tell me who you loyal to

Do it start with your women or your man? (Mmm)

Do it end with your family and friends? (Mmm)

Or you're loyal to yourself in advance?

I said, tell me who you loyal to

Is it anybody that you would lie for?

Anybody you would slide for?

Anybody you would die for?

That's what God for

I said I'm geeked and I'm fired up (Fired, fire)

All I want tonight is just to get high up

(All I want is, all I want is)

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

10-4, no switching sides

Feel somethin' wrong

You acting shifty, you don't ride

With me no more, I need

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

It's so hard to be humble

It's so hard to be

Lord knows is I'm trying

Lord knows is I'm dying, baby

T

Bitch, Don’t Kill My Vibe

Kendrick Lamar (2012)

I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again

Lord, forgive me!

Things I don't understand

Sometimes I need to be alone

Bitch, don't kill my vibe!

I can feel your energy from two planets away

I got my drink, I got my music

I would share it, but today I'm yelling

Bitch, don't kill my vibe!

Look inside of my soul

And you can find gold and maybe get rich

Look inside of your soul and you can find out it never exist

I can feel the changes

I can feel a new life, I always knew life can be dangerous

I can say that I like a challenge and you tell me it's painless

You don't know what pain is

How can I paint this picture

When the color blind is hangin' wit' ya?

Fell on my face and awoke with a scar

Another mistake livin' deep in my heart

Wear it on top of my sleeve in a flick

I can admit that it did look like yours

Why you resent every making of his?

Tell me your purpose is petty again

But even a small lighter can burn a bridge

Even a small lighter can burn a bridge

I can feel the changes

I can feel the new people 'round me just wanna be famous

You can see that my city found me

Then put me on stages, to me that's amazin'

To you that's a quick check

With all disrespect, let me say this

I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again

Lord, forgive me!

Things I don't understand

Sometimes I need to be alone

Bitch, don't kill my vibe!

I can feel your energy from two planets away

I got my drink, I got my music

I would share it, but today I'm yelling

Bitch, don't kill my vibe!

I'm tryna keep it alive

And not compromise the feeling we love

You're tryin' to keep it deprived

And only co-sign what radio does

And I'm lookin' right past ya

We live in a world, we live in a world on two different axles

You live in a world, you livin' behind the mirror

I know what you scared of

The feeling of feeling emotions inferior

This shit is vital, I know you had to

Die in a pitiful vain, tell me a watch and a chain

Is way more believable, give me a feasible gain

Rather a seasonal name

I'll let the people know this is somethin' you can blame

On yourselves, you can remain stuck in a box

I'ma break out and then hide every lock

I can feel the changes

I can feel the new people 'round me just wanna be famous

You can see that my city found me

Then put me on stages, to me that's amazin'

To you that's a quick check

With all disrespect, let me say this

I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again

Lord, forgive me!

Things I don't understand

Sometimes I need to be alone

Bitch, don't kill my vibe!

I can feel your energy from two planets away

I got my drink, I got my music

I would share it, but today I'm yelling

Bitch, don't kill my vibe!

You ain't heard the Coast like this in a long time

Don't you see that long line?

And they waiting on Kendrick like the first and the fifteenth

Threes in the air, I can see you are in sync

Hide your feelings, hide your feelings

Now what you better do

I'll take your girlfriend and put that pussy on a pedestal

Bitch, don't kill my vibe!

Walk out the door and they scream it's alive

My New Year's resolution is to stop all the pollution

Talk too motherfuckin' much, I got my drink, I got my music

I say bitch, don't kill my vibe!

Bitch, don't kill my vibe!

K-Dot, get in the car, nigga!

Come on, we finna roll out!

Nigga, I got a pack of blacks and a beat CD

Get yo' freestyles ready!

Alright

Kendrick Lamar (2015)

T

Sidewalks

The Weeknd, Kendrick Lamar (2016)

Uh-uh, uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah, like

I ran out of tears when I was 18

So nobody made me but the main streets

'Cause too many people think they made me

Well, if they really made me then replace me

Homeless to Forbes List, these niggas bring no stress

I feel like Moses, I feel like I'm chosen

And if you ain't my nigga then your girl single to me

I don't give a damn if a nigga said he knew me

Grew up with no father so nobody ever "son" me

My flow too sick, Kevin Costner couldn't touch me

I know you wish that nobody ever love me

I feel useless when I'm never makin' money

Well, this the life we always fantasized

Rich folk problem through a Queen Street nigga's eyes

Every time you see me pullin' up in Aventadors

Just know we been grindin' on them sidewalks

Sidewalks saved my life

They don't ever lie

Sidewalks saved my life

They showed me all the signs

They don't let me down

But they lead me on

And they don't let me down

But they lead me on

And they lead me on

Say, say, say

I come from murder one, brung late night melee

Say, say, say

We hung all summer, sprung mattress with bae-bae

Say, say, say

Trippin' off Dyke, and my name strike with payday

Say, say, say

Flippin' blue lightnin', tightenin', strapped with AK

Say, say, say

OG one, told me one, show me one, eight ways

How to segue, pussy, power, profit, and headache

I reminisce my life innocence or life innocent or life intimate, with fame

Light limo tint with light women, dark women in it, awe Kenny, good game

She wanna hang with a Starboy

The sun and the moon and star, boy

Astronomer, anonymous

I line 'em up, we grind 'em up, there's nine of us

And five of us have probably fucked

She mollied up, I tallied up all the parts, boy

20 legs, arms, head (head)

Head, head, and more head (head)

Oh, God, bless the dead (yah)

I'm livin' life, high off life

I wear my chokes off to bed

I'm the greatest nigga, why you scared to say it?

I wanna rock, I wanna rock

I wanna cop more land, I never stop

I wanna quick advance on a bill if it ain't one

Break everythin', I'm a hustler, came from

Sidewalks saved my life (sidewalks saved my life)

They don't ever lie

Sidewalks saved my life (sidewalks saved my life)

They showed me all the signs

They don't let me down

But they lead me on

And they don't let me down

But they lead me on

And they lead me on

T

Bad Blood

Taylor Swift, Kendrick Lamar (2014)

'Cause, baby, now we've got bad blood

You know it used to be mad love

So take a look what you've done

'Cause, baby, now we've got bad blood, hey!

I can't take it back, look where I'm at

We was OG like D.O.C., remember that?

My TLC was quite OD, ID my facts

Now POV of you and me, similar Iraq

I don't hate you, but I hate to critique, overrate you

These beats of a dark heart, use basslines to replace you

Take time and erase you, love don't hear no more

No, I don't fear no more

Better yet, respect ain't quite sincere no more

Oh, it's so sad to

Think about the good times

You and I

'Cause, baby, now we've got bad blood

You know it used to be mad love

So take a look what you've done

'Cause, baby, now we've got bad blood, hey!

Now we've got problems

And I don't think we can solve 'em

You made a really deep cut

And, baby, now we've got bad blood, hey!

Remember when you tried to write me off?

Remember when you thought I'd take a loss?

Don't you remember? You thought that I would need ya

Follow procedure, remember? Oh, wait, you got amnesia

It was my season for battle wounds

Battle scars, body bumped, bruised

Stabbed in the back; brimstone, fire jumping through

Still, all my life, I got money and power

And you gotta live with the bad blood now

Oh, it's so sad to

Think about the good times

You and I

'Cause, baby, now we've got bad blood

You know it used to be mad love

So take a look what you've done

'Cause, baby, now we've got bad blood, hey!

Now we've got problems

And I don't think we can solve 'em

You made a really deep cut

And, baby, now we've got bad blood, hey!

Band-Aids don't fix bullet holes

You say sorry just for show

You live like that, you live with ghosts

You forgive, you forget, but you never let it go

Band-Aids don't fix bullet holes

You say sorry just for show

If you live like that, you live with ghosts

If you love like that, blood runs cold

'Cause, baby, now we've got bad blood

You know it used to be mad love

So take a look what you've done

'Cause, baby, now we've got bad blood, hey!

Now we've got problems

And I don't think we can solve 'em

You made a really deep cut

And, baby, now we've got bad blood, hey!

'Cause, baby, now we've got bad blood

You know it used to be mad love

So take a look what you've done

'Cause, baby, now we've got bad blood, hey!

Now we've got problems

And I don't think we can solve 'em

You made a really deep cut

And, baby, now we've got bad blood, hey!

T

Don't Wanna Know

Maroon 5, Kendrick Lamar (2017)

Oh hey

Oh, oh hey

Oh, oh, oh hey

Uh oh, uh oh

I don't wanna know, know, know, know

Who's taking you home, home, home, home

And loving you so, so, so, so

The way I used to love you, no

I don't wanna know, know, know, know

Who's taking you home, home, home, home

And loving you so, so, so, so

The way I used to love you, oh

I don't wanna know

Wasted (wasted)

And the more I drink the more I think about you

Oh no, no, I can't take it

Baby every place I go reminds me of you

Do you think of me

Of what we used to be?

Is it better now

That I'm not around?

My friends are actin' strange

They don't bring up your name

Are you happy now?

I don't wanna know, know, know, know

Who's taking you home, home, home, home

And loving you so, so, so, so

The way I used to love you, no

I don't wanna know, know, know, know

Who's taking you home, home, home, home

And loving you so, so, so, so

The way I used to love you, oh

I don't wanna know

And every time I go out, yeah

I hear it from this one, I hear it from that one

That you got someone new, yeah

I see but don't believe it

Even in my head you're still in my bed

Maybe I'm just a fool

Do you think of me

Of what we used to be? (What we used to be)

Is it better now

That I'm not around? (That I'm not around)

My friends are actin' strange

They don't bring up your name

Are you happy now?

I don't wanna know, know, know, know

Who's taking you home, home, home, home

And loving you so, so, so, so

The way I used to love you, no

I don't wanna know, know, know, know

Who's taking you home, home, home, home

And loving you so, so, so, so

The way I used to love you, oh

I don't wanna know

No more "please stop"

No more hashtag boo'd up screenshots

No more tryna make me jealous on your birthday

You know just how I make it better on your birthday, oh

Do he do you like this, do he woo you like this?

Do he lay it down for you, touch you, pull you like this?

Matter of fact, never mind, we gon' let the past be

Maybe he's right now, but your body's still with me, whoa

I don't wanna know, know, know, know

Who's taking you home, home, home, home

And loving you so, so, so, so

The way I used to love you, no

I don't wanna know, know, know, know

Who's taking you home, home, home, home

And loving you so, so, so, so

The way I used to love you, oh

I don't wanna know, know, know, know

Who's taking you home, home, home, home

And loving you so, so, so, so

The way I used to love you, no

I don't wanna know, know, know, know

Who's taking you home, home, home, home

And loving you so, so, so, so

The way I used to love you, oh

I don't wanna know

Oh hey

Oh, oh hey

Oh, oh, oh hey

Uh oh, uh oh

T

The Recipe

Kendrick Lamar, Dr. Dre (2012)

Smokin' weed with you

'Cause you've taught me to

Smokin' weed with you

'Cause you've taught me to

Every mornin' when I wake up, uh

Money on my mind, good time to get caked up, uh

Sunshine comin' through my blinds, I'm livin', but

Really though, it's never enough

Ten million, that's a must, livin' in California

Everybody wanna visit for women (weed and weather)

They come for (women, weed, and weather)

(For the women, weed, and weather)

From all around the world for (the women, weed, and weather)

These niggas'll kill fo' that, put it in yo' grill fo' that

Still, everybody gotta build fo' that, me? I make mill's off that

How the fuck y'all can't see I ride, when I drive, down the block, and you look outside

H-A-T-E in yo' eyes, I enter big money for the enterprise

It's a beautiful day, I guess, for a bitch to roll wit' Andre, I guess

Roll it up, baby, come and lift that dress, then roll it up for me when I'm stressed

You might catch me in Atlanta lookin' like a boss

New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York

Texas I be screwed up, Chi-Town I be really pimpin'

But nothin' like my hometown I'm forever livin'

(Women, weed, and weather)

They come for (women, weed, and weather)

(For the women, weed, and weather)

From all around the world for the (women, weed, and weather)

Got that women, weed, and weather

Don't it sound clever? Come and play

What, what more can I say? W-Welcome to L.A

Uh, my nigga said he wanna fly out to get him some

Three W's only for a three-day run, bitch

Take them motherfuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit

I be livin' in the sky every time I ride by them hoes

Ribbon in the sky on the radio, 'cause Stevie know I control

Let it breathe, I control, California livin' 'til I am old

You want to be on, to peak on the charts

So the peons can be gone, and pee on their hearts

She in the coupe, she in the Neon

'Cause she on the B.S. before we can start, uh

Fuck wit' a nigga, ride wit' a nigga

Let 'em know I'm priority, order me

Hennessey and for my niggas

OG Killa, call it Jason Voorhees

Boy he on his job, boy, he sure be havin' the marks on they mark

Pretty bitches and tire marks, let 'em inhale them pipe exhausts

Let 'em reveal how much it cost for this life, controllin' my vice

No way, hell no, uh-uh, if I'm wrong I don't wanna be right

We want to be on, to peak on the chart

So the peons can be gone, and pee on their hearts

Women, weed, weather, it's not my fault

That it's 82 degrees and my top peeled off

You might catch me in Atlanta, lookin' like a boss

New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York

Texas I be screwed up, Chi-Town I be really pimpin'

But nothin' like my hometown, I'm forever livin'

(Women, weed, and weather)

They come for (women, weed, and weather)

(For the women, weed, and weather)

From all around the world for the (women, weed, and weather)

Got that women, weed, and weather

Don't it sound clever? Come and play

What, what more can I say? W-Welcome to L.A

Uh, known for that homegrown where I come from

Smoke one, palm trees, double D's got 'em topless in the sun

I shall proceed, that's me, motherfuck your opinion

Huh, how many ways am I killin' 'em? Shit, right around a billion

We on it, that mean we livin' for the moment

That mean she'll fuck 'til the mornin', time and I got time

And I know that I'm in a position of

Controllin' anything out by that ocean

I'm a boss, I'll buy that ocean, ain't nobody fuckin' with this

They want that shit, they often fiend

I give it to 'em, but in between

My time, I gotta tie shoestrings

Life's a trip when you want these things

I often slip, and then I lean

Toward three W's in life

You know blow job need an application

Eatin' pussy make appetite

And, yeah, my type, I like 'em brown

Just like my drink, the fuck you think?

I don't fuck with no hand-me-downs

See, if you fuck then it's after me

You know how much I'ma make it work?

You know her dress? Slip it in her purse

When you discussed your love for lust

Just make sure you visit here first, Cali

You might catch me in Atlanta, lookin' like a boss

New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York

Texas I be screwed up, Chi-Town I be really pimpin'

But, nothin' like my hometown I'm forever livin'

(Women, weed, and weather)

They come for (women, weed, and weather)

(For the women, weed, and weather)

From all around the world for the (women, weed, and weather)

Got that women, weed, and weather

Don't it sound clever? Come and play

What, what more can I say? W-Welcome to L.A

Smokin' weed with you

In the leaves, in the fall, in the fall, in the f-, in the f-

I smoke with you

'Cause you've taught me to, me to, to, me, me

Smokin' weed with you

In the leaves, in the fall, in the fall, in the f-, in the f-

I smoke with you

'Cause you've taught me to, me to, to, me, me

Smokin' weed with you

'Cause you've taught me to

Smokin' weed with you

'Cause you've taught me to

Smokin' weed with you

'Cause you've taught me to

Smokin' weed with you

'Cause you've tau- me to, me to, to, me, me, me, me, to, to

Smokin' weed with you

'Cause you've taught me to

Smokin' weed with you

'Cause you've taught me to

Smokin' weed with you

XXX.

Kendrick Lamar, U2 (2017)

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