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Id like to thank everybody for coming out tonight Id like to share with you, my celebrity scenarios I promise I wont tell baby girl I can hold water, I promise I got this girl named Meagan Good Well, you could say that Meagan was bad The way she talk dirty he done threw me the ass Like a quarterback Mr. McNabb She introduce me to her friend Teairra Mari Well, see Mari put a nigga to sleep She made her boy feel good even curled my feet Now please dont go back to Jay-Z Its a rap, I used to fuck with Christina a while back Which one, Aguilera or Milian, both of em They did this little trick with their tongue I came faster than a NASCAR spinning backwards Brandi like to suck it she said she needed some practice In the back of my bucket wasnt using no mattress Brooke Valentine like to take it from behind Face down, ass up, shit I love it when she climb Now we can all be celebrity cousins And if I fuck I swear I wont say nothin Now we can all be celebrity cousins And if I fuck I swear I wont say nothin else I promise, I wont tell nobody else I promise, I swear I wont say nothin else I promise, just take off your clothes, nobodyll know Psych And about Vivica I had her way before 50 Cent start dissing her One thing I know, shit I hope he wasnt kissing her Man she could blow like a torch And dick without using a fork She introduced me to Gabrielle of course Union, had her on my backyard porch Legs up film rolling, action, cut She looking at me like what happened, get up fucked up so Holly came Shit I felt that I lucked up Gave her my last name, Trina moved on She fucking with Lil Wayne now Its OK, I aint crying about my hand-me-downs Ima sit back, take it for what its worth But for now Im free, can you please lift up your skirt? We can do lunch, later on be dessert Ill give you a job, since 106 didnt work Out Now we can all be celebrity cousins And if I fuck I swear I wont say nothin Now we can all be celebrity cousins And if I fuck I swear I wont say nothin else I promise, I wont tell nobody else I promise, I swear I wont say nothin else I promise, just take off your clothes, nobodyll know Psych Ciara gave a nigga the goodies love tonight And Bow Wow wants to see my cars out the house nigga maybe wanted to fight He seen the burner on the draw and walked right out Will Smith knows exactly what Im talkin bout I had the same altercations when dealing with Jada Baby momma drama I start fucking Fantasia Nothing serious, she thought of it as a favour And Lindsay Lohan, made my shit stand up Like a Voltron, I couldnt keep my pants up The Pussycat Dolls want the fantasy of all Like, Ima need some help trying to fuck all of yall Hour later, thats when Amerie called Saying this just one thing OK ma, you dont have to fiend for the ding-a-ling Ill be over there, make sure Eve over there I wanna see yall mingling together Remember that time at my house Remember that time at your house Remember that time on the bed Remember that time on the couch Remember that time on the chair Remember when Nelly was downstairs We all had a good time Didnt we all have fun As celebrities can we? Now we can all be celebrity cousins And if I fuck I swear I wont say nothin Now we can all be celebrity cousins And if I fuck I swear I wont say nothin else I promise, I wont tell nobody else I promise, I swear I wont say nothin else I promise, just take off your clothes, nobodyll know Psych

Recognize my life, ridicule my fight Give me fuel for the fire burnin when I yearn these lights In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write Get familiar with Cartwright, ‘cause I want that shot Im a raging bull when the needle drops For the record, Ima wreck it, even if my record dont pop Ima tie a knot on a downtown buildin Let it tow behind me, tell em they can find me In the dark with the ghetto children Look at my heart, nigga, fuck your feelings, this is me Kendrick, and I wear pendant on my shoulder Soldier, like a lieutenant And the coupe tinted, got pulled over Johnny always lock a nigga down, knowin damn well We dont wanna see the box like Manny Pacquiao Little nigga Mayweather size Ride like Pac in his prime; Thug Life is now on radar Til the federal come through and raid ours Reminiscin when the L.A. Raiders Was in my home, snapback fitted on my uncles dome And I dont condone dickridin Im addicted to Westsidin Livin in a city where the skinny niggas die And the semi bullets fly, but it turned me to a lion Tryin, try-tryn, tryn...

DJ Heat, what up? Hello, hit every lying clip with a Eggo I pop more than I pop for when the cop blow You Fruity Pebble, homosexual wearing velcro Who gassed you up? Man, I raised the price of the petro Killing Cali, gang bangers and GTAs Weed and water, come and swim on a tidal wave Im fucked up, psychologically braindead I once walked into a Blood group, wearing all red Wonder why nobodys banging on me Getting mad as fuck, then the police came Mistaking me for a real thug, this is not a game Im from Compton too, shoutout to Game, give me a pair of shoes Finna skydive off the peak of my career Though its not here yet, you motherfuckers still know whos best From the murder cap, you never heard of that, okay What about now? Clip-clip, pow, man down Its like this and like that and like this and a Its like that and like this and like that and a Killer Cali niggas dont know how to act and I Never know so ride around strapped and I Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, bang Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Compton, bang, bang, Inglewood, bang, bang Washed up, bang, bang, you know whats good, bang, bang Who said Long Beach dont keep it hood? Five minutes away, say you can die today if you dumbing out Well lets just say, if you run your trout You fucking fish get shot in the mouth And plus your bitch get shot in the mouth Thats ejaculation, you kiss it, then you taste it I road around with my antennas up like Television way before the satellite K Dot mechanisms, learn something I could tell that you dont know nothing By the way you carry yourself You dumb fuck, Im basked up and Jim Carrey myself You better duck, bless screwed, youll be eating through a tube Ive been fueled, thats the fucking guy Ive been fueled, thats too fucking fly So wheres my parachute, Im bout to jump from the Hoover Dam No car cue, I think I landed in the Hoover, damn They bout to shoot Its like this and like that and like this and a Its like that and like this and like that and a Killer Cali niggas dont know how to act and I Never know so ride around strapped and I Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, bang Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Compton, bang, bang, Inglewood, bang, bang Washed up, bang, bang, you know whats good, bang, bang Im an East side savage, black matters bring tragics Spray maggots, swat flies for the practice Its a habit, laughing at you bitch ass niggas, get on my level Heavy metal when Im rocking in my jeans Got a problem then Im hopping at your team Drop your captor for acting like he wanted the drama Grab the llama, she baddest mama House disrespectful, blame it on the hood I come from Niggas cicadas, with their little babies walking with guns Catch me walking with some Im double hot, Im walking with heat thats under the sun You blood pop, you done if you aint got one Better step your game up before its over Before you know it, youre close to showing Sulken red, fall on the ground, you know he dead Down for the count like an accountant California, what you know about it? Yeah, Im bout it, bout it Like Master Pete, I am the streets Jay Rock Its like this and like that and like this and a Its like that and like this and like that and a Killer Cali niggas dont know how to act and I Never know so ride around strapped and I Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, bang Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Compton, bang, bang, Inglewood, bang, bang Washed up, bang, bang, you know whats good, bang, bang

I told em that the truth was comin niggas Hey Punch, cover me Im goin in I used to be sceptical about this rap shit Now Im a professional at this rap shit Cause one verse can make the paralysed backflip Dont compare guys to me, if Jesus could rap Theyd compare God to me, Im special like that I move like a freight train over these tracks Run through you like wet doodle, thats what Im doin Shittin on niggas, perform bowel movements Who you, you aint up to par keeler Nah keeler, youre word patterings is kinda off keeler You aint sick enough, you just a cough keeler I bring pneumonia to California Say hello to Mr. West now Whos the best on the west now? K.Dot, Jay Rock hands down Anybody that feel different You die first class on a cemetery visit, keeler Keep it runnin Punch I told niggas the truth is comin man Hey Top put a couple houses on your boy man I got your shit right here Im so far ahead of my time Im bout to start my third life Shit I feel like Ive died already twice Then reincarnated and become your unborn grandchilds favourite I got three brains to play with Im so far ahead of my time I gotta say this shit again But this time I came back Double time, rebirth as a twin Feet first Im a mother smooth Like deja vu, times two, now You could probably dodge a bullet But see we put your body parts in shopping carts Till them bums push it You on the edge nigga dont push it Fore the fifth turn you head crooked I sit your monkey ass down And best believe, it wont be on no damn cushion A casket full of thorn bushes Move the shit while the fiends look Call the cops, shush trying to cock me You fight the case better off the street Daddy glove boxin, left hook the judge Cap the jury up You walkin out with a Jefferson strapped Like, if I come back, so what Its a fact I rap like every second I gotta throw up Ouch, spit shit like dookie mouth Pull out the drop, six whenever your bitch out We put her on the ave, like cabs and bus route We put you on the couch, ice cream with your face pout Watchin Oprah, wonderin if she ever come back over Nah homie she at the crib, makin her feet touch her shoulders Im in her ribs like, hey whats up She in my closet talkin bout how much these cost Dont worry bout it, just make sure you tell your girls about it You know Kelly, Kim, Sherry and Shirley bout it Mama, you can see you fucking with a boss Look at my kicks, you could see how much these cost Look at my teeth, yeah ma, gold no floss, yeah We still doin it baby Top Dawg we keep doin it baby Im a boss nigga This shit is fuckin fond of me, Punch man I tell motherfuckers the truth is comin man Its so fuckin real man Oh man Its like a routine When I step on the scene Pack a full of lean

I was 8 yrs old when I first saw you. I couldn’t describe how I felt at that moment. So many emotions. Full of excitement. Full of joy and eagerness. 20 yrs later I understand exactly what that feeling was INSPIRED The people that you touched on that small intersection changed lives forever. I told myself I wanted to be a voice for man one day. Whoever knew I was speaking out loud for u to listen Thank you K.L September 13,

Once again its on Hey girl, yeah shake that thong Afterwards put your name in my Nextel phone You aint gotta leave your man alone Just come to my yard if you want this bone Take a hit, Ima have you switching homes Searching for me youll be ditching homes Cadillac truck, yeah sitting on chrome All debts paid I aint sitting on loans Hey ma, Im loving the way you move Plus you working it in them high heeled shoes Yeah Im kinda tipsy of that gin and juice Lace the weed a little bit, give my high a little boost Head to the spot so we can get loose I wanna pop cherry, I aint talking bout food You looking so good in that sexy suit Oh, Ima tell your momma on you Oh, Ima tell your momma on you The way make it move like a stripper do Oh, Ima tell your daddy on you How easy it is to get next to you Meanwhile, Ima let you get wild in here Meanwhile, Ima let you get it hot in here Meanwhile, Ima let you do your thing in here Meanwhile, I can keep a little secret, can you? Its K-D-izzle T-U-nizzle How I get down, make moves upon the ground Stand on the block with the K not the pistol Fuck with Jay Rock everyday its official Seen shorty run away, not invisible Fuck your mental a nigga love your physical Its that simple Ill show you what a pimp can do Put you on corners and have niggas renting you Like real estate, see a bitch, fuck her face K.Dot never hate, only dig, penetrate What you know about that thing cupping your waist Legs in the air duct tape Your man aim straight Know where the pope went? Ima send him to that same place If you was smart you would touch base, like home run Then grab pipe when the plumber come Jay Rock, K.Dot, yeah we keep the place jumping Girls on floor straight grinding, humping Subs in the back yeah the speakers straight bumping Start set trippin then my boys start dumping Watts so , chain so icy Fuck casual, looking smooth in my whitey Back in the days, yeah them girls they like me I rolled with Doom Dog, now they all on my cock B All wanna watch me All wanna jock me Take em and send em straight to bed When they stop me Have em with sheets over their head, like a Nazi , head given properly Wax on, wax off, Mr Miyagi Let me know momma, I show you where your thighs be Stick in all the time just like an IV Your so called thick shit, that dont surprise me

Ive spit that wonder rhymin shit since thirteen Uh, motherfucker, I been rhymin it, its timin, kid Thats all its bout in this life If you want to jump in this game, then think twice Curly-haired nigga, nappy-head flows Remember eighth grade, I started gettin all my hoes Started rockin all these shows, jumpin on stages Readin in rap books, flipped so many pages Flipped so many stages in my life I must admit, Ive always been the shit With the written or the freestyle, a nigga been wild Get free shoes for my nigga Q now or jump shot, all type of Jordan He say, Wait, get anythin thats important Exclusive shit, not the shit Wade be rockin You know, said he used the word stocking Cat with them big-ass jerseys and fake Js , you aint fuckin with these Some shit in the barber shop (Uh, nah, like, I aint been to the barber shop, nigga Whos takin my shit to the barber shop?) Nigga, Ill gets you owned now I guess everybody know your songs now Shoes, uh-huh, uh Yo, you gettin free shoes How many raps have I wrote? How many words that I spoke? How many shit I jot in jail just for others to quote? Thats what my man just brought up Im thinkin bout this industry, Im all caught up I cant get out, Im like Charlottes Web Lookin at my shit, can download it on the Web Im so confused with these tools Recycled other dudes Im talkin the greatest, Im talkin about legends Im talkin bout your rhymes, that shit is half-steppin That shit is mad depressin, Im tryin to enlighten the city Im tryin to get all the hoes to get with me Rap, is it really worth it? Should I keep doin it on purpose Should I jump in the booth? I used to get nervous But now Im just the truth like the motherfuckin Bible Tabernacle, spin around twice Shondo, you tell me that Im nice, yeah want me to handle this But I just already sat on it (Oh, yeah, and I got that for free too Yeah, Q, what it do?) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch These niggas teed out here, my nigga These niggas teed out here, bitch You niggas teed out here, bitch You niggas teed out here, bitch You niggas teed out here Aint late for shit no more I aint never paid for shit no more I just walk up in the stall, say, Gimme this Aye, gimme that, I aint got a rack Yo, I got a sack, we can blow it in the back Couple hoes gettin twisted in the Lac Dave got the dro, Kendrick got nothin Soul got a dime, Im tryin to sip another little cup of wine They aint get a dime Sit back, twist up a Swisher, I give a fuck, never miss you, Id kiss you Never cool as the bitch, Im the shit, give a fuck Fucked up and I still rip it up Yeah, niggas walkin in with choppers and I dont know They act like its a camera Shootin everybody on the floor See, he got the army jeans on This nigga finna get his beam on Tryin to wear a beanie like me Motherfuckin plaid motherfuckin shirts at the bottom and shit Old-ass Jordans and shit Id put yall up on some free motherfuckin shoes Now you want to act like your ass got Big-ass bomber coat like you from New York Go outside and smoke them cheap-ass Newports Feelin like on your ass

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24 inch rims, sittin on in the drop Catch his ass at a light, with a four-five cocked Got a look at his chain, damn it look at his watch Thats sixty gs a piece, you could go re-cop Nigga give me your jewels, and nigga hand me the rock If you dont co-operate Ill leave your brains on this block Woah man, this a nice piece, Oh, so icy Oh, wrong move, face on the white tee Gimme your keys and nigga hand me your wallet Nigga empty your pockets before I cock it and pop it Tell em honey Look at his teeth, he got ice in his grill We can pawn that shit and come up with some skrill When you see this steel that means hand me your bills And if you throw up a fight, youll get popped like pills Nigga He flossin for you daddy Homie with the grill Yep, the grill, here goes the steel He flossin for you daddy Homie with the grill Yep, the grill, here goes the steel What it do homie?, its your young boy god given Your unnecessary spending show how youre living Them diamonds in your grill wont you take em out Fore I pistol whip your jaw and spank em out your mouth Ill show em what a real hijacks about Take everything scrape the change from under the couch Platinum to rose gold, its gettin sold Whatevers left the dentist figure it out Put the hog to em or trick em out Watch me barge through em like rottweilers and pitbulls We aint ate yet, and you lookin fools 17 shots in the clip got the chamber full Bang, yeah, youre looking kinda right Now its time to say goodnight, so glad that you came Bang, one more just because you made my trigger finger sore Now, give me diamond rings Its Bash, click clack put the heat to his grill Open wide, thats ice nigga bite the steel Pussy nigga what you trying to kick knowledge Smack em with the burner, empty your pockets (What it do? Its young hot From the bottom, out of Watts Where they settin up shop they aint talkin to the cops If you want it then they got it Niggas hungry and they plottin Come through keep it pushin cause the streets is watchin) Yeah, you know what time it is, gimme your watch My guns already hip-hop, dont make it go pop Take your men up to catch these punchlines For only one second, catch a bullet eat your flesh like its lunchtime (The ice froze on his neck, thats a fabulous thing Put in on a milk carton like its fabulous chain Them Cali boys insane, homie guard your grill) Ima rob his ass blind, tell me give me them bills

Its hilarious They make me sick, malaria All up in my area Bich i aint scared of ya Call me weak all you want Im still way ahead of ya I will still be around when your freinds thinkin dead of ya The day i make it Swear ill forget it all If i keep on thinkin about it Itll prolly make me fall But i wont let that happen Swear i will have a ball And if i keep workin hard One day ill have it all And i aint talkin about cash Not even talkin bout the cash Not even the case And i dont want a bad bich So get the fuck out my face Im trapped in this place They won give me no space I try to inhale and breathe And i start up a chase Im gettin close to the gates I can feel it in my soul So i gots to rebel And tell em all that its on Gettin calls from god I can here the ringtone But i miseed tht call And received a text Sayin its all for the best So keep on grindin And be expecting a test Oh and one more thing never strive for the less Competition is feirce But dont shed no tears Just work for some years Itl come to your ears And it will open your eyes And show you the prize And i know that you know that i speak no lies Just listen to me and you will reach the sky Verse 2 And tonight I will say goodbye To anyone that ever hated Tryna have a goodtime I will shine How could i not Ill reach the top With all i got chasin my dream Like a cop chasen kids with marijuana Yes i am sober but i can get higher than i stoner Smoken of my bars i hit it hard Off my gaurd Oh my lord Off the charts Im a star Must get far Workin hard You think you know it all Boa sit down Wit ya dumbass ego Actin like a dumbass clown You jus arrogant Thinkin that you run this town Talkin shit about rappers to make yourself look better Thats pathetic Better yet sympathetic I feel sorry for you Boa i wish i was a medic Cus clearly you are sick Infected with jealousy Creating your enemies With ridiculous tendency Strong than hennessy I refuse to be shot down Without a strong quick burn to the stomach Shoot me all you want i will feel nothin from it Tulani boa soul rebel I will never plummetgun it I love it Keep it 100 Keep it dont shun it Open dont shut it I feed off of love hate will only make me vomit They feed off of hate and im wishen they would stop it

Ay, sounwave turn this shit up nigga! Turn this shit up, sounwave turn this shit up nigga! Tell me who the bitch nigga hatin on me? Jumpin on my dick but this dick aint free To Pimp A Butterfly another classic cd Ghetto lullaby for everyone they MC Blow blow blow blow blow Nigga now R.I.P, my diligence is only meant to write your eulogy

Every second, every minute Man, I swear that she can get it Say if you a bad bitch, put your hands up high Hands up high, hands up high Tell em dim the lights down right now Put me in the mood Im talkin about dark room, perfume, go, go I recognize your fragrance Hold up, you aint never gotta say shit Uh, and I know your taste is A little bit, hmm, high maintenance Uh, everybody else basic You live life on an everyday basis With poetic justice, poetic justice If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room Would you trust it? I mean, I write poems in these songs dedicated to you when Youre in the mood for empathy, theres blood in my pen Better yet, where your friends and em? I really wanna know you all I really wanna show you off Fuck that, pour up plenty of champagne Cold nights when you curse this name You called up your girlfriends And yall curled in that little bitty Range I heard that she wanna go and party, she wanna go and party Nigga, dont approach her with that Atari Nigga, that aint good game, homie, sorry They say conversation rule a nation, I can tell But I could never right my wrongs Less I write it down for real, P.S You can get it, you can get it You can get it, you can get it And I know just, know just, know just Know just, know just what you want Poetic justice, put it in a song, alright You can get it, you can get it You can get it, you can get it And I know just, know just, know just Know just, know just what you want Poetic justice, put it in a song, alright Every time I write these words they become a taboo Makin sure my punctuation curve, every letter heres true Livin my life in the margin and that metaphor was proof Im talkin poetic justice, poetic justice If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room Would you trust it? I mean, you need to hear this Love is not just a verb, its you lookin in the mirror Love is not just a verb, its you lookin for it, maybe Call me crazy, we can both be insane A fatal attraction is common, and what we have common is pain I mean, you need to hear this, love is not just a verb And I can see power steerin, sex drive when you swerve I want that interference, its coherent, I can hear it Uh-huh, thats your heartbeat It either caught me or it called me, uh-huh Read slow and youll find gold mines in these lines Sincerely, yours truly, and right before you go blind, P.S You can get it, you can get it You can get it, you can get it And I know just, know just, know just Know just, know just what you want Poetic justice, put it in a song, alright You can get it, you can get it You can get it, you can get it And I know just, know just, know just Know just, know just what you want Poetic justice, put it in a song, alright

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Tell me you love me Know that its real I can see more See how you feel Look at my eyes Do you realise What is the truth Your surprise I despise, whatevers right Youre the wrong This is my life This is of you This is of me This is the truth This is of we This is for love This here is God This here is yours This here is ours Look at my eyes Tell me you want me Tell me you see me I know you haunt me I know you love me I know the truth I know the real Im speaking in you Im speaking in us Im speaking in we Im speaking in God Im speaking in free You know who we be You know that its life I know when youre wrong I know when youre right Just look in my eyes I know your surprised You tell me the truth I know you despise Ho! Take this mic, I cant sing It only makes me wish for The way things used to be You can slap my face, PSH! But I got to say it You never would have drank my coffee If I would have served you cream Tell me whats my name? Tell me whats my name? Tell me whats my name? Tell me whats my, name? Oww! Uh, uh, uh, uh Tell me you love me Tell me its real I know the truth I know you feel Look at my eyes Do you despise? What have I said? Youre surprised My lies We hide in lies What is free? What is God? This is the truth This is the earth This is for you This is for her This is for me This is for we This is for us You can see Youre surprised I realize What is the truth So help me God I know that its real Know you fulfill What I do love What I do feel Looking at you Looking at we This is more Than jewelry This is your life This is my life Look at me once Look at me twice Say it again Born to win Living in God Hoping its the end I....Ho! Ho! Ho!

Im waking up to ash and dust I wipe my brow, and I sweat my rust Im breathing in the chemicals Im breaking in, shaping up Then checking out on the prison bus This is it, the apocalypse, whoa Im waking up, I feel it in my bones Enough to make my systems blow Welcome to the new age, to the new age Welcome to the new age, to the new age Whoa, whoa, Im radioactive, radioactive Whoa, whoa, Im radioactive, radioactive I raise my flags, don my clothes Its a revolution, I suppose Well paint it red to fit right in, whoa Im breaking in, shaping up Then checking out on the prison bus This is it, the apocalypse, whoa Im waking up, I feel it in my bones Enough to make my systems blow Welcome to the new age, to the new age Welcome to the new age, to the new age Whoa, whoa, Im radioactive, radioactive Whoa, whoa, Im radioactive, radioactive All systems go, the sun hasnt died Deep in my bones, straight from inside Im waking up, I feel it in my bones Enough to make my systems blow Welcome to the new age, to the new age Welcome to the new age, to the new age Whoa, whoa, Im radioactive, radioactive Whoa, whoa, Im radioactive, radioactive

Ya Veegy the realest They hate on me coz im living Im talking JD all night My homies know what the deal is My brothers tying the knot I told him cherish those moments Every morning, you roll over And you see what heaven brought you My flow is so sick like Ne-Yo So Heat like Chino Banked up like Tito Im tryina hit these key notes I find myself turning up Now not only on weekend Ive got contacts on my phone I really wonder who she is Man Ive got nothing to hide I said on top of a hill I met some skeletons on the way Need that secrecy bill Coz man the stakes are high I got me a knife Im eating steak tonight Im living but i need a break tonight Too much of life could be like Kryptonite Whats good? Im Living Howre you doing? Im Living Are you okay? Im Living You sure youre straight? Im Living Now turn it up? Im Living E C Im Living P E Im Living Where you at? X2 My vision’s bothered by vigilantes that harbor on street corners Try your hardest to harvest bundles of weed on ya The starving’ll speed on ya, stampede on ya Impede on your pockets then pee on ya Dreams of us living lavish in fabrics of fine linens Spending, established, with women dining and laughing But this environment got us violent, ready to crash in To society, take this driver seat, hope you fastened Your seatbelts twice, when I rolled them dice, I crapped So many times I can build casinos from scratch Too many daps you might receive from the things you achieve, relax That’s what my mental say, but my physical’s been detached, I’m on some other shit Like fuck the government, I’m higher rankings, where’s the mothership? I made a covenant that I was changing but my luck is bent Quite disgusting when reality tainted, where the fuck you been? Left him face down like he was planking In a cold world where old girl and her homeboy got a motive You can bench curl your tribulations, that sensation’s insulting Got a wifey or a mistress, nigga which one you indulging? Regardless of who you pick know life’s a bitch when you ain’t focused nigga Chorus Man I just came here to have a good time I cant myself, myself And if youve got a problem with that Then you can move to the left, to the left X2 I dont know Yay, sometimes we can be so ignorant

Fuck, watch how I kill em with the funky rhythm Ill bomb if you dont feel em, piranhas in em Feed my persona as I get deep as Nostradamus No stallin like the , nuh-uh, Im ballin, cut up your pajamas if youre sleepin on me No promise, no peekin, homie Youre tryin to confiscate the flow, I know So I switch it quicker than my bitches If they want your attention One thing for sure, they gon get it Im cursed with the worlds negatives Probably thinkin Im hurt, but thats the only way I can live War, money, cash, drugs, got me feelin like AIDS Walkin inside the club Paid in full, it more be like .38 snub huggin my waist like it had arms Then I bear it, so I guess it really does No paperwork on this marriage He love when life better than life Drunk off Paul, nigga, pourin by the Rover, bitches Pourin hollows over haters, we killin insecure niggas Feelin like the old Jigga, old Nas, old Big, new Pac Oh my God, hes alive, he dropped bombs on you intellects Bombin everythin from the streets to the Internet Hear the instrumental wet Then Im a bust a nut, yep, Im a fuckin nut That is not an Escalade, thats a damn armored truck Shoot who? Shot what? You aint popped shit but some bubblegum and a bump Who you motherfuckers want? Leave a motherfucker slumped from the fuckin pump Hes a peanut to an elephant, put that nigga in a trunk Might be out in Houston, lean in my pimp cup Ride in 84s, throwed like a shot put Hoes on my jock like Im from the ATL In our new block, choppers on the rooftop Flip a nigga like he was a NBA mascot Strip a nigga from his Wade cap to his two socks Got it from them Compton blocks Raised from my grandpas Every day, caught a fade like we like we own the barber shop Goons in the parkin lot Who are you to fool if you bark a lot with no bite like an iguana Get killed right in front of your momma Hold tight, coroner comin Summertime, perfect time for dove huntin And you a woman want to be at my house with her ass out She climaxed and passed out And promotional flyers, K-Dot be the flyest Eat ten rappers a day, thats a hell of a diet Straight up like a kangaroo Pumpin like a fist do from a pro-black This is automatic rap, made a minute, take a second Im a get it maybe here for a minute when Im finished Lets begin it

I fucked up the rap game and you aint even know it I just fucked whats her name and you aint even know it She got a beep tattoo and you aint even know it We about to form a little group and you aint even know it, lets get it Stuck in a rock and a hard place Eminem, Pac and where God stay Timberlands pop that jaw bone Now bitch nigga, tell me how that tar taste And even Tarzan can get swung on I never hung out with the loud mouth You got a foul mouth And that dead body gon smell foul when it fouls out She filed my nails in the Bahamas We found ourselves in the Bahamas She found God, meditation, and peace I found myself without a condom You know everybody having them babies Its a beautiful thing it aint crazy If a rapper monogamous, you know what the problem is? Too many bitches got rabies And I hate a ho-hoppin woman Stank pussy-poppin woman You fuckin fool dont know about you But my dick need 17 years on it Anything after that is just a bonus And I been in the lab with my opponents And since Sway done swayed that list He got a flatscreen the next morning Tell em I need my credit when its due Tell em I need my lettuce when its new Tell em I got a fetish for fine fabric, Franklins and saying, Fuck you Tell em its TDE til Im DDTd in that grave And Top Dawg is proof til my nigga Whoo Kid get free, aint shit comin for free Im bout to rape you niggas til you recoup

Kendrick Lamar: Cause ignorance is bliss Sigidy: Its nearly sad as toddler as he wonders home He shooting baskets he wondering if his fathers home But realizing his fathers shot in the collar bone, they snapped it like a toddler bone and now hes in a foster home His anger turns to loneliness until hes mad again Scout looking through the scraps for a weapon to shoot it back at them Visions of sadness he pointing it and imagining bullets travel like javelins and stabbed em in the abdomen He went from this passive child to a massive style black a wild child on the block smoking black and milds Living in sadness is madness if you can crack a smile A once proud and happy child is just sadden now The kid grows up chillin playing madden now Bout to have a child of his own and this niggas rappin now Rappin and packing the strap instead of em backin down, clappin down clowns round town for the cabbage now Smack the ass on the spouse hittin the black and mild

Ill admit in the beginning I didnt give a fuck about you You came and you went, thought I could choose living without you But now Im feelin sick cause your ass aint around You cheatin on me , with every motherfucker in town I tried to play it like its cool, but I feel the repercussion On top of that your ass is rollin round with my cousin I think I passed the breaking point cause I done copped a pound I hear you streaking through niggas pockets, Im layin em down And I aint stoppin till you trapped in the safe Now my base aint safe so we could skip three states Switch place after the break, more moves to make Cause Im in love with this trap ass bitch called Kate This money gon keep me from looking funny And bummy, let her run me cause she bout it Monday through Sunday we dont play no games here You know how we get down, you know all the hoes love me Money makes the world go round So Ima kick in the door With the Mac 10, or the lone 44 Screaming give me the dough back nigga Please, dont ask no questions This a robbery nigga You already know Yo pockets kinda thin, shawty wanna go out on a date Shit I got no chips to spend, but I said its OK Cause momma was drivin the Benz Her Jimmy Choos had me convinced I said she was pretty, she love a nigga compliments I had the thing with me, she didnt know By the end of the day, she be breakin off them arguments I said fuck the ass and titties I want the jewels and Benjies I swear a nigga pockets was empty, starving I whispered to myself, a nigga bout to come up She like Oh I beg your pardon Oh nothing, I was thinking bout your valet parking Excuse me, now give me the I know they I dont wife usually, but today Ill be your man So we went to the restaurant, I said OK I think about the getaway shit, over lunch Like what type of jewels I want, everything I aint goin back to the block till her body is clean Snatch it off her cuticles, takin off the pinky ring I know this shit good but it bad as it seems So hate conversation, little does she know That nigga like you and me was patiently waiting, give it up I wanted heartbeat, now thanks for the business Go home, oh yeah please call me Yeah, a nigga starving out front of your place Put the beam to your face, I dont really want the safe I want everything in your house From your TVs, couches your dog and your spouse Everything is valuable, so is you Cooperate so a nigga wont have to blast you We all know what this Mac could do At point blank range, its a closed casket fool Im the Watts bandit, yeah I came up Put all these goods in a pick-up truck Rollin down Central, I spotted me a target This nigga, he was doin too much flossin Yea the truck I parked it Hop out cock back the heater Run up in his ass in his beemer Im yellin out, hand it over, fore its all over Put a shell through you and your mother fucking chauffer He was looking choked up, so he start sweating Looking down the barrel of my Wesson Yeah hes getting robbed, he know he cant stop it He gave me the keys, and every fucking thing up in his pockets Started up the Beemer, parked it where my truck was Young niggas like what up blood Im like what up blood, this nigga came behind me Said hand is over nigga, or that your ass is mine

Shout to my nigga Shellcase for doin this beat for me too That nigga look like a praying mantis Drunk off a hard liquor, pourin bottles over bitches Pourin hollows over haters, killin insecure niggas Feelin like the old Jigga, old Nas Old BIG, new Pac, oh my God, hes alive, he drop Bombs on your intellect Bombin everything from the streets to the internet Get the instrumental wet Then Ima buss a nut, yep, Im a my fuckin nut That is not an Escalade, thats a damn armor truck Shoot who? Shot what? You aint popped shit but some bubblegum and a bump Who you motherfuckers want? Leave a motherfucker slumped from the fuckin pump Hes a peanut to an elephant, put that nigga in the trunk Might be held in Houston, lean in my pimp cup Ridin 84s, throw it like a shot put Hoes on my jock like Im from the ATL And I know black choppers on the rooftop Flip a nigga like he was a NBA mascot Strip a nigga from his wave cap to his tube socks Got it from my grandpops, raised on them Compton blocks Every day caught a fade like we on the barbershop Goons in the parkin lot Ooh, yous a fool if you bark a lot with no bite Like an iguana, get killed right in front of your momma Hold tight, coroner coming Summertime, perfect time for duck hunting And your women wanna be in my house With her ass out, she climax, then pass out Like promotional flyers, K Dot be the flyest Eat ten rappers a day, now thats a hell of a diet Your girlfriend, she all on me Say she wanna clean my dirty laundry Say she wanna clean my dirty laundry Bitch, Im K Dot and Im keepin it friendly I got this jumpin like a kangaroo, pumpin like a fist do From the pro black, this is automatic rap Have a seat, grab a snack, we gon be here for a second Armageddon might be here, when I finish, pray that Heaven has a home Im alone in my own galaxy Youll never have a head start with a dead battery And they screamin agony, when I write shit My life is filled with excitin Visions of a nigga making mills with a strikin Impact for ten years, Ive been here before See, this is all premature I start the war like an instigator Sharper than some cream gators On a Thursday night, mix the Vodka with the Sprite Better yet, roll the dice, watch me come up He want to with me, he cool, put your gun up

Ho ottenuto, Ho ottenuto, Ho ottenuto, Ho ottenuto— Lealtà, ho lealtà nel mio DNA Un quarto di cocaina, ho guerra e pace nel mio DNA Ho ottenuto potere, veleno, dolore e gioia nel mio DNA Ho ottenuto una spinta però, flow ambizioso nel mio DNA Sono nato così, tipo uno così, immacolata concezione Mi trasformo così, mi esibisco così, era la nuova arma di Yeshua Io non contemplo, io medito, poi via tua fottuta testa Questo che mette i bambini a letto Questo che Ho ottenuto, Ho ottenuto, Ho ottenuto, Ho ottenuto— Realtà, Ho solo ucciso la merda dato che è nel mio DNA Ho ottenuto milioni, Ho ottenuto ricchezze nel mio DNA Mi sono oscurato, ho ottenuto il male, quel marcio nel mio DNA Sono sceso, ho un cuore incasinato nel mio DNA Ho solo vinto ancora, e vinco ancora tipo Wimbledon, Io servo Si, è lui ancora, il suono che è in moto è tipo un uccello Tu vedi fuochi dartificio e gomme di Corvette sgommare nella strada So come lavori, So solo chi sei Vedi, sei una, sei una, sei una— Puttana, i tuoi ormoni probabilmente cambiano dentro il mio DNA Il problema è, tutti i succhia merda dentro il tuo DNA Papà probabilmente ha fatto la spia, eredità dentro il tuo DNA La spina dorsale non esiste, nato come una medusa, Valuto Vedi, il mio pedigree sicuramente non tollera la merda Che ho passato probabilmente ti ha offeso, questo è il figlio maggiore di Paula Conosco assassini,convinti Bruciatori, sostenitori, ladri, smidollati, morti, redenti Scolari, padri morti con bambini e Vorrei essere nutrito di perdono Si, si, si, si, DNA del soldato Nato dentro la bestia, la mia esperienza è stata testata in seconda elementare Quando avevo 9 anni, al telefono, in un motel, non avevamo nessun posto dove stare A 29 anni,Ho fatto così bene, fare la ruota nella mia villa E brillerò come dovrei, estroverso antisociale E eccellente significa il lavoro extra E assenza che cazzo hai sentito E i pessimisti non mi hanno mai colpito E Nazareth chiederà il suo caso Il motivo per cui il mio potere è qui sulla terra Saluta la verità, quando dice il profeta Ho-Ho ottenuto lealtà, ottenuto realtà nel mio DNA Questa è il perché io dico che lhip hop ha fatto molti più danni ai giovani afroamericani che il razzismo in questi anni Ho ottenuto lealtà, ottenuto realtà nel mio DNA Vivo una vita migliore, Sto lanciando diversi dadi,fanculo la tua vita Ho ottenuto lealtà, ottenuto realtà nel mio DNA Vivo una mi-, fanculo la tua vita 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Questa è la mia eredità, tutto ciò che sto ereditando Soldi e potere, la mecca dei matrimoni Dimmi qualcosa Voi figli di puttana non potete dirmi niente Preferirei morire che ascoltarti Il mio DNA non è un imitazione Il tuo DNA è un abominio Ecco comè quando sei in Matrix Schivando proiettili, raccogliendo quello che semini E montando il filmato, vivendo spostandosi E dormendo in una villa Sorseggiando da un Grammy, camminando nelledificio Diamante nel tetto, biglie per terra Spiaggia dentro la villa, sbirciando fuori dalla finestra Bimbo nella piscina, obiettivi da padrino Solo il Signore sa che sono stato martellato Schivando paparazzi, impazzendo davanti ai cameraman Mangiando al Four Daughters, Brock indossa sandali Yoga il Lunedì, stirandosi verso il Nirvana Guardando tutti i serpenti, curvo tutti i falsi Il telefono mai acceso, io non parlo Io non comprometto, Io penetro solamente Sesso, soldi,omicidio—queste sono le pause Questi sono i tempi, livello numero 9 Guada su nel cielo, il 10 sta arrivando La sentenza sta arrivando, gli omicidi stanno arrivando Figlio di puttana, Ho vincitori nella mia strada Non sei una merda senza un corpo sulla cintura Non sei una merda senza un biglietto sul piatto Non sei abbastanza malato per tirartelo addosso Ynon sei abbastanza ricco per colpire il sacco e pattinare Ditemi quando la distruzione sarà il mio fato Sarò il tuo fato, sarà il nostro fato Pace al mondo, lasciatelo ruotare Sesso, soldi, omicidi—il nostro DNA

Oakland and 2Pac I move oak, you see, Im nothin like Thinkin they hot cause they homies said they was a few times Which is too many times of lyin to you, they tellin a lie The only time I lie in the booth is when I sleep in it Record twenty-four hours, these niggas better get they bars up I bench press this rap stuff Got it locked like handcuffs, I threw away the key My cool is on, she love my AC My jewels is on and I wish one of yalld try ride me I shoot and have you land between the sheets with the Isleys We push the coupe like a The helicopters comin, realize theres nothin behind us Behind me, Your Honor I fuck over these beats with no condom This aint rap, its really a porno, rewind it back , its back to definin a loss, correct, they dont obey Yall aint nice, nigga, yall just okay Yeah, theyre more than a little Im Mike Jordan in his prime, modern-day Isaac Hayes equivalent to the theme song of your career Study my craft, you ignorant I do it without a pen and a pad, just inspiration Somethin yall never had If my pockets is somethin you tryin to grab See, I pulled out the rocket and peel you back like scab You old news, old dudes, get out my way Let the young boy come through, dont mention my age Shit, Im on a mission for pay And you astronaut niggas just crowd in my space Look, youre not in my atmosphere You can act like youre here But actually you aint accurate fuckin with this music biz The industry like, Fuck it, let the music be his No theme park, Im not tryin to amuse you kids Small shark, Jaws is here, jump in the water Do we really fuck with President Carter? My replys that I cant stay away from the bosses Got the biddin war poppin like a auction Five or ten labels like, What he hatin for? Except the zeros and more Remember havin Aftermath sittin on my door Money in front of me, I couldnt open the door Im so far ahead of my time I got people five years from now pressin rewind Im hardly impressed with yall I hate rappers, where the true artists at? If it aint a good picture you draw, dont bring it to the architect Often yall arguin about who got next Claimin yall runnin the game, niggas is barely walkin yet Hoppin all over beats without going through trainin camp Try studyin a few greats, then maybe youll be where Im at Your songwritin aint great, your mixtapes medioc You recycle the same quotes, youre not switchin your flow Your flow in the same place Dont just , expand Try to be more creative, perhaps My rap friends, I aint sayin that you wack, psych Like a invoice, Im just statin the facts, right? Youd have to count the metaphors I write In fact, youve been a factor youve feared your whole life No TV show, dont compare me with them Thats like Jaws versus Nemo, a gorilla to a chimp A Jordan versus Kukoč A Tony Montana with blow in his nose to a Nino

Uh, haha Busta had a dream Reek Da Vilainn had a dream, haha J-Doe had a dream Hold up, okay All my life I want money and power I thought Id get that movin the white powder Then I started spittin, anybody can get devoured I made that shit, better turn me up louder Damn, I got bitches Damn, I got bitches Oh, damn, I got bitches But I cant be consistent They all wanna get me Theres no time cause Im busy You see me once then you miss me Im on the streets, on my grizzy I gotta scrape up these pitties, she at the door with them titties She pull out one, she pull out two I guess I got my five mo minutes Yes, Im trying hard to resist it So, I gotta pray for forgiveness Cause Lord knows, Lord knows I got too many bitches, okay Im with a model, why you holla at a basic bitch? I got a bottle, see me pourin up that Ace and shit Ah nah nah, nigga dont get mad at me She see me pourin waterfalls and tried to chase the shit She aint used to being round all this amazingness She see me five feet away and now she cant resist You know I had to drop a verse up on my favorite shit All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours Goddamn I got bitches, damn I got bitches Damn, I got bitches: wifey, girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead showers Our hand on the steering wheel, the game is like my taxi Im the one thats driving all you rappers to the backseat Conglomerate running shit, welcome to the track meet I keep at least a hundred racks just where all my stacks be Taxi cab fashion, got your bitch up in the backseat Making noises like she have sheet, while I stabbed it Its the money guys, yeah, we all about that mula Put that ruga to your tuta, now they screamin hallelujah Salute to the big homies thats banging on the West Side 9 shots, fill my homie C Murda and Aesop Yeah, that be that blood love, show my niggas thug love Even though they , money what we love, blood All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours Goddamn I got bitches, damn I got bitches Damn, I got bitches: wifey, girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead showers Let it run, Ali Martin had a dream Martin had a dream Kendrick have a dream

I know about killa California Badmon no fear fi haunt ya But we no care about not a thing at all No if it kill, we buss ya boy When I leave the house, I cant forget the weapon Been through more shootouts than Hot 97 Equipped with the black Mac 11 Aint no half steppin, Watts what Im reppin Pull up, whip same color as fire Obesity rims, anorexic tires Bob Marley in the Swisher, I gotta get higher The Grim Reaper handin out tickets like flyers Crips killin Crips, Bloods killin Bloods Thats how it is now in Killa Cali, bruh You gotta stay strapped, homie, never slip up Bullets love skin, youll get that ass touched I glide through the streets, gat in my lap One under the seat, K in the trunk like who want it with me? Dont make it to trauma, youll lying in sheets We the last of a dying breed I know about killa California Badmon no fear fi haunt ya But we no care about not a thing at all No if it kill, we buss ya boy Bo bo buss a shot for your area Bo bo buss a shot for your area Rah rah buss a shot for your area Cause we no scared of yah Im from the city where they concentrate on nothin But that red flag, blue flag, gang bang, murder state Elementary kids liable they catch a case So dont be surprised if a ten year old put one in your face Kick in your door then put it to your face Shake you up a little bit then ask you where the safe Streets aint safe and so I got the toolie on me Movin like a Mario brother, pardon me brother But you gon have to come out that whip, your mama might love ya but Im lovin whats on your wrist, Im lovin whats on your neck Im lovin whats in your head rest You might as well give it to me or or be in peace with the rest deceased Dippin in lanes, duckin, dodgin police After we get away we celebrate over chronic tree Who did you think rollin with me? K-Dot, Compton, visit my streets I know about killa California Badmon no fear fi haunt ya But we no care about not a thing at all No if it kill, we buss ya boy Bo bo buss a shot for your area Bo bo buss a shot for your area Rah rah buss a shot for your area Cause we no scared of yah Rock welcomes you to Killa Killa Cali Thi-thi-this the murder capi where them boys trigger happy Concrete jungle, tell me who barrell a sparrow It dont matter, we ghetto gotta gotta stack bundles Dont matter the weather, man you gotta keep Berettas Bullets rainin like showers, they kill for money and power Man thats murder murder get murdered at any hour Any minute and any second Im standin tall as a tower Ghetto strong survive, the weak get swallowed, devoured Sorry theres no love for no cowards, if you one thats a problem If you got a problem, well solve it for you, partner, no problem If I cant reach you then my little homies got em Niggas up on the hustle moving packs of that powder Plus these bitches aint shit, man its all about a dollar Bust a shot for my area with those 40 calibers You gotta be a leader, got no respect for followers I know about killa California Badmon no fear fi haunt ya But we no care about not a thing at all No if it kill, we buss ya boy Bo bo buss a shot for your area Bo bo buss a shot for your area Rah rah buss a shot for your area Cause we no scared of yah I know about killa California Badmon no fear fi haunt ya But we no care about not a thing at all No if it kill, we buss ya boy Bo bo buss a shot for your area Bo bo buss a shot for your area Rah rah buss a shot for your area Cause we no scared of yah

Letra de The Greatest de Sia ft. Kendrick Lamar BELY BASARTE COVER Uh-oh, runnin out of breath, but I Oh, I, I got stamina Uh-oh, running now, I close my eyes Well, oh, I got stamina And uh-oh, I see another mountain to climb But I, I, I got stamina Uh-oh, I need another lover, be mine Cause I, I, I got stamina Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up... Im free to be the greatest, Im alive Im free to be the greatest here tonight, the greatest The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive Well, uh-oh, runnin out of breath, but I Oh, I, I got stamina Uh-oh, runnin now, I close my eyes But, oh, I got stamina And oh yeah, runnin through the waves of love But I, I got stamina And oh yeah, Im runnin and Ive just enough And uh-oh, I got stamina Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Im free to be the greatest, Im alive Im free to be the greatest here tonight, the greatest The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive Oh-oh, I got stamina Oh-oh, I got stamina Oh-oh, I got stamina Oh-oh, I got stamina Dont give up , I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Im free to be the greatest, Im alive Im free to be the greatest here tonight, the greatest The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive Oh-oh, I got stamina Oh-oh, I got stamina Oh-oh, I got stamina Oh-oh, I got stamina

Give me a run for my money There is nobody, no-one to outrun me So give me a run for my money Sippin bubbly, feelin lovely, livin lovely Just love me I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you Just love me If I didnt ride blade on curb would you still love me? If I minimised my net worth would you still me? Keep it a hundred, Id rather you trust me than to love me Keep it a whole one hund, dont got you I got nothing I got something, hol up, we gon function, no assumptions Feelin like Tyson with it, knock it out twice Im with it Only for the night, Im kidding Only for the night, yeah, hold me for life, yeah hold me for life, lets get it Hit that shoulder lean I know what coming over me Backstroke oversea, cause I got what you need Already on ten, our money comin in All feeling going out 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 inside my DNA I said Im geeked and Im fired up All I want tonight is get high up Ooh you lookin good its to die for Imma give it to you good like its to die for Its a secret society All we ask is trust All we got is us Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty, oh Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty This what God feel like, yeah Laughing to the bank like aha, yeah You feel some type of way then aha, yeah Flex on swole like aha, yeah If I gotta slap another, see yeah, imma make it look sexy If I gotta go hard on a bitch, imma make it look sexy I pull up, hop out, air out, make it look sexy They wont take me out my element, no Take me out my element They wont take me out my element, no

If I die tomorrow my city would come with me now I swear the sky will fall Ayo, the sky scorchin’, acid rain fallin’ from the porches These boys out here peddlin’ porcelain to the less fortunate We knee deep in the bride of the four horsemen Can’t tell the trees from where the forest is More coffins filled with good lookin’ corpses The Nickerson Gardens is like a graveyard, braveheart cemeteries Seventh grade school picture on the cover of the obituary I wrote it in my scrolls, literary student, a visionary nuisance The voice of the movement, peep out the window, articulate confusion The YGs raise the baby thugs like soldiers Teach ‘em to run spots and throw ‘em from the shoulder Shooters, gun toters, the older ones control them like MK ULTRA Violence, the code of silence, baby girl wylin’, she got a thousand problems She do hair and sell dope out of the same housing, she be too busy mouthing In everybody business, the first one to start singing faced with a sentence Section 8 tenants, the black and white buildings, parole violators, government assistance GR recipients, collect checks and hit licks, they sleeping with two bricks Sold them wholesale to a snitch They caught him on camera, promised him a sweet deal if he flipped Plus they got him with the hammers, gun powder residue That’s what I seen out my project window Let it run, Q If I die tomorrow my city would come with me now I swear the sky will fall It’s only fair that I warn ya out in California It ain’t safe to wear less than armor But event the night fall when the day break is draped in smog Shorty got longer arms than the law Thinking he could box with God You catch an onslaught even at breakfast, think is hard Pause, yeah, they bake on bake meaning the couch Young nigga shoot back and watch and hit everybody Cause everybody ain’t affiliated Whether you active or faking, it’s part of the demographic That’s what’s fueling my hatred for the inner city Blues, this music when them tools clatchin’ Kids get to answer questions in their middle school classes Can’t recite a rap classic verbatim Take 36 ounces, break ‘em down without weighing them We can’t pay ‘em the attention crime paying ‘em The ‘jects raise us to raise guns, the day ones When them raids come, just play dumb, don’t say nothing Do the bidding, spray and blend in, take the fade Educate yourself, read up on the case 80% time served, 40k flipped the bird Read the terms of your probation He ain’t listen, he’d rather kick it with no henchmen Gang conjunction, that’s violation, no more smiling faces That’s the basis of what’s facing the younger generation No more Reaganomics, just Obama’s promise Got me sick to my stomach, make me want to vomit A vicious cycle in rotation like the chronic They light the chronic, sip the Henny, load the hollows in the semi Pull it back until it’s empty on the enemy That looks like them, self-hatred is a rare gem Get out the water if you can’t swim If I die tomorrow my city would come with me now I swear the sky will fall So you can tell ‘em come get me now When are we getting old?

Theres sixteen ounces to every pound Some shit is bout to go down Got sixty-four of em Thats four of em, smoke somethin Burn it down, this shit is four for a pound Yall need cream, thats equivalent to a sixteen See, when Im rappin Im trappin Wasnt really good, well, subtract Then Im steady addin, this is just a fraction Blunt matchin after matchin Matchin after matchin All by myself, ask Michael Phelps Bean pies and Philadelph cheesesteaks on the menu Projects right across from the venue After the show, I went outside and mingled Im feelin safe with the homie named God whos great Elijah Muhammad the 8th The Muslim homie told me hes straight Sent him a dub and a demo tape Penetrate the streets with the heat Like , global warmin in December Bathe in the , thats how the kids raised So a burner aint nothin Shoot him in his back for cold frontin Let him hold somethin, he with the Devil down south Tell his ass to walk it out Burner in his mouth, blindfolded on the couch Give me the loot, give me the loot fore I shoot Rip a tooth and your tonsils too Exit out your neck bone, man, your shit gone Im and notorious Niggas always gettin me understood Better ask your hood, they know whats good Warnin shot, Q, bitch I could stand in a pool of gasoline lightin a blunt And never catch on fire How come? You silly motherfucker, Im fire Smack the Devil over the cheek Gave him a third-degree burn Iced it down the same week and told him, Youll be okay A lot of rappers are desperate to be a star by the day They hydroplanin They hopin that they catch they big break What are you sayin? I feel Im the one like a magician With a stick inside his hand of a name of a messy cane I gets ignorant with you Snap your picture, bitch, Im famous I came in this world with nuts in my palm And drinkin Paul Masson In a stolen Cavalier like I took LeBron Locked him in a basement and amputated his shootin arm Now thats a stretch, Ab-Soul Like the fifty-mile strip when Im pimpin these hoes Call me Dolemite, no, I take that back Found out he gay as a or the way that they rap I wish I had the very first verse I wrote Id spit it right now So you can see the vast progression and the style Started as a child Now Im a grown man like Benjamin Button in his fifties Fuck with me Still aint learnt the power of a dollar, disregardin Fif Not cause I dont like him, just cause I dont save shit So high on my horse If I fall off I get kicked by a hoof fore I hit the hood And that was over they head, but I wish a nigga would Disrespect my intellect, Im a cocky individual No subliminals, try to attack and Ill react like chemicals The doc shouldve brought him some of my moms inner tubes Cause now Im in the view of millions, takin interviews I got interludes better than your singles Wont stop till I got a better reason to And if any of yall want a piece of the God On 12/25 we send grief to your squad The only problem I got now is label offers on the table Like a table cloth is but Im cautious Im like what Jaws is to crawfish The big shot, thats why I talk my shit Thats why they on my dick Like them little tricks that I taught your bitch Shed probably lick it if I unzipped these Dickies You need to quit it, knock it off Im in your girl ear like a cotton swab And anythin I say, Im a blame it on that alcohol Like T-Pain on a song with Jamie Foxx Im here cause its my time, you came to watch Every day its ceramics class, pass the pot

So what up Jay? Shit nothing but the money What you trying to say? More fifties more hundreds Who you trying to be? Who I already is King of my city, thats no pop quiz Sitting in my Chevy smoking heavy on the best bud Get it from the source Got the best plug Watts California be my city till the death bruh You aint hearing that? Then you deaf blood Moving like a snail You can catch a slug Hit you like a snare I got big drums Hunt for every dollar I just stack funds Yours is insufficient Thats why you mad huh? Ever since I got a deal niggas hate me hard So I keep a steel Got no time to spar Got no time to spare, money on my mind Like hair Like a flight of steps All a nigga get is stairs Big bag of green Looking like a pear When I hit a club Im leaving with a pair Nigga I dont care Bitch Im a baller Crash my whip today and cop another one tomorrow So what up Jay? Shit nothing but the money What you trying to say? More fifties more hundreds Who you trying to be? Who I already is King of my city, thats no pop quiz So what up Jay? Shit nothing but the money What you trying to say? More fifties more hundreds Who you trying to be? Who I already is King of my city, gotta get it how I live Me without a dollar is like a scholar with no smarts That dont make sense dont it? Im in a Lamborghini with a Brazilian woman Miss Novocaine Suck my dick till she numb it You fly like a plane But Im more like a comet Soaring over the atmosphere I can hear the aliens cheer Victory is sweet my dear Heres the technique my dear And maybe you can duplicate me Its weird how yall never can progress within the process Of making residuals I guess that you aint I yet Try to interfere with the dinero that I get Watch yall bear arms like women rub on my triceps duddy Yall is funny to me You thought I came by myself nope Its money with me Its the root of all evil, but the need of all people Yours is frail I weigh mines on Brannon Scales So what up Jay? Shit nothing but the money What you trying to say? More fifties more hundreds Who you trying to be? Who I already is King of my city, thats no pop quiz

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Bonaroo, how yall feelin? This side- This side the loudest, you know what Im sayin Im gon kick something like this Ah, ah, ah, ah I said right now its me and my homie Chance the Rapper Freestylin and nobody count after Nobody compete, yall weak This is more than us, an athlete This is rhymes on stage, this is a rage This not a party, this is a parade I pass it to my homeboy Chance Give it to em with ya homeboy man Damn, Im on the stage with Earth, Wind & Fire Gotta spit fire, rapper for hire Hangin out with Kendrick Lamar, Chicago Like yall go on my shows, I feel like I be rappin off the top, I know Im a star How I end at Bonnaroo, we aint goin too far I got a Super Jam to bond with, you feel like Chicago This the place you wanna end up, Bonnaroo make some noise! Hey! Hey! Hey! Make music, hey! Save music, hey! Uh-huh One, two- I said this side gots to be lava This side right here got to be fire This side right here cannot defy ya That side might have to retire Rhymes dont stop, straight off the top R&B with 2005 hip-hop Make some noise right now, number one Number one, number one Uh-huh, one Chance the Rapper, on they turf Fore I pass the rock when I rock with Surf Im feelin like I could use a shirt But if I got a couple words I could use a verb Livin in a Big Ben, its big Chance With my big bands, we ridin Pimp A Butterfly When Im ridin through I feel like I could I can never, never die, rappin with my circle rock Feelin like a samurai off the top of the tippy Im feelin like Im a hippy I used to be super trippy Now Im feelin musical I be hangin with my homie, thats how music go! And thats the music flow And if you with me right now, homie now ya know I said we talkin bout Surf, talkin bout K Dot Knowin we rule the Earth, talkin about hip-hop Talkin this non-stop, talkin that real rock Talkin right from Chicago, L.A. the top Make some mothafuckin noise in this bitch Cause you know I dont stop, this is great as it get! Ayy, Ayy Hey One, two, three, make some noise Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh Hey Yes, sir

Uh-oh, running out of breath, but I Oh I, I got stamina Uh-oh, running now, I close my eyes Well, oh, I got stamina And uh-oh, I see another mountain to climb But I, I, I got stamina Uh-oh, I need another lover, be mine Cause I, I, I got stamina Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Im free to be the greatest, Im alive Im free to be the greatest here tonight, the greatest The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive Well, uh-oh, running out of breath, but I Oh, I, I got stamina Uh-oh, running now, I close my eyes But, oh, I got stamina And oh yeah, running to the waves below But I, I got stamina And oh yeah, Im running and Ive just enough And uh-oh, I got stamina Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Im free to be the greatest, Im alive Im free to be the greatest here tonight, the greatest The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive Oh oh, I got stamina Oh oh, I got stamina Oh oh, I got stamina Oh oh, I got stamina Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Im free to be the greatest, Im alive Im free to be the greatest here tonight, the greatest The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive

Man, how long you been, how long you been rappin for? Uh, I been doin this professionally, uh, four or five years. Professionally, uh, recording as a career; not on the block freestylin...

Two in their ass and one in their head And bitch I aint stopping till I get this bread I know that you heard me but do as I said Id rather be than with the feds Im back at the bridge You niggas is sipping on 40s, Im topping the keg You know how we play Like Gs coming up off the Two in their ass and one in their head And bitch I aint stopping till I get this bread I know that you heard me but do as I said Id rather be than with the feds Im back at the bridge You niggas is sipping on 40s, Im topping the keg You know how we play Like Gs coming up off Watts boys in the hood spit nothing but that hot shit Doing what we gotta do to make a profit Keep that thing on your waist cause niggas poppin Hesitate cuz, theyll let you feel them shots boy (Watts boys dont play Watts boys stay struttin Watts boys survey Watts boys bust gats Watts boys pushing weight Watts boys got cake Watts boys throw Ks Watts boys throw ) They hate your boy cause he ripping up your track I was gone for a minute but now Im back I never fall victim to the struggle Keep your eyes on that nigga cause you know Im bout to rumble They call me Emjae Got a cerebral for the stingers Competition gets the finger When Im switchin my demeanour Im hotter than that 745 series Beemer I blaze so many trees, when I leave smoke lingers I been addicted spittin Niggas freestylin, they grittin Get to forgettin, then its on they album when it drop My verses steady, be hittin I do this here for a livin Flow with precision, yeah you know my style is too hot You know Im lava Instinctive just like MacGyver Pop haters, like they surprised Dont fuck with those night riders I treat my rap book like a whole Ki Keep it on the low then get if off like a OG K.Dot get dough K.Dot get paid K.Dot get hoes K.Dot is not afraid Whenever them vultures, start flocking round my way Got my back against the wall, uh, Im ready to spray Standing by the lightpost, breakfast Got my hand on my hand on my right toes Cause shit gets, hotter than Hells Kitchen When fingers itching, its more scratching The DJs practice mixing Its not baseball, but we stay pitching No waist like , Im trying to tell who you are Somebody come up missing, I swear it never fail yall Bullets is like shadows, the way that shit yall Them feds got the line tapped, so we make collect calls Local payphone, Superman, no cape on Monkey on my shoulders, I got the apes on We love blowing up shit, my style is like napalm What nigga?, who nigga?, begin to fuck with the kid And well shoot, at you niggas, what type of shit you got in? Yeah, its just a simple assignment To make to make you niggas lose conscience I roll deep like the president Nigga Watts is my resident On the block I hustle hard for them presidents Raised in a dangerous environment In the projects where you gotta stay close to He like a fireman Refrigerator filled with no food, only a lot of gin So much weed smoke in the place, cant breathe in oxygen Job didnt work, back in the hood selling rocks again Im starving, real so I gotta feed my poppas then Its gutta, Ill rob a nigga for birds Leave his coupe on fire Leave his brains on the side of the curb In the hood, yeah Im blowing that herb My phones tapped, Rock making business over the chirp Yeah the block stay hot, like a furnace the corner with a burner Put a shell to their back, like a hermit This is just a warning dog You made us They dont want it with them boys from Watts, California

Yeah, yeah. So, yall all curious. Thats fine. Thats fine, man. Im – look, Im a tell ya how ya boy, Moochie, landed his ass in this goddamn slammer. It was Kendrick. Yeah, Kendrick Lamar. Yeah, right. This motherfucker. Thats right. Shit was wild, goddamnit. This motherfucker. We had a ball. Ay, nigga, you aint gotta believe me, nigga. Goddamnit. Hes just talkin about it. Man, you aint been in here that long. Your perm still new. So, anyways. You know what Im sayin? We had some strippers. They let us do everything we wanted to do, touch anything we wanted to touch. I was puttin my finger in places, but my nail bout to fall off. Kill these motherfuckers. You hear me? I hear you. Get that money and come out. Man, you should a heard what this lil nigga was talkin, man. Talkin so much shit on the block. Man, I been tryin to tell ya. He talkin bout he gon get more money than me, he gon get more money than you. I said, Fuck this motherfucker, man. This lil motherfucker bout to get hit right now. Fuck him. Fuck this motherfucker right now. Man, Malcolm, shut the fuck up. We gon go in here, get the money, get out. Simple as that. But you aint hear what he said. Nigga, Im a smoke yo ass. Now you fin a get smoked, talkin shit. What, bitch? What? What? Lets go. Lets go. Come on. Youre talkin that shit. Where is this motherfucker? Nigga, fuck outta here. What the fuck, man? People can get murdered. Yeah. Here we go. Yeah. Yeah. What? What? What? What? Pull him up. Uh. We bout to murder this shit. Murder this. Murder that. Yeah. Murder that and this. Ha, we killin this bitch. We killin this bitch. We killin it. Get the fuck up. Get your standin on, niggas. Its a stand-on, motherfucker. Yall aint seen no shit like this. Hey, boy. By the time I got there, I was already two bottles and three pussies-deep. . You hear what Im sayin? It was on, boy. I was barely standin up by the end of it. Aw, yeah, it was cool, man. We was gettin down, havin a good time, dancin, groovin. Everything was smooth. They was showin your boy love. . But somethin was off. I knew somethin was wrong, man. You know, you get that feelin sometimes. Like, when a real, cute woman is showin you genuine love. Ay, that aint right. But thats when I saw Kendrick out there gettin down wit my lady. Man, I spent the night at her house and walked her daughter to school. You know, that means you obligated to me. But I wasnt trippin too much, you know? Like I said, I was already three pussies-deep. You know, I got respect for your boy, Kendrick, a little bit. Yeah, everythin was cool, man. Well, shit, man, aint nobody told me. I got these cops runnin up on me cause I hit the back of the goddamn cop car. It wasnt my fault. Im all ready to kick it with K-Dot and them tenders, man, and these cops sweatin me about hittin the ass of the car, goddamnit. I told them I hit the ass. I dont give a fuck if its a fly.

Freestyle up in here Im at Paid Dues doin my thing K-Dot, Kendrick Lamar, man Im from the Bay, ya-da-da And Ive got money and Im sayin, Ya-da-da Got the long hair, curly hair I got the TI$A on, thats the clothes that I wear You got the Ray-Ban glasses So many girls in the crowd and they got fat asses Thirty-pounders, eighty-pounder Where she at, man? Im a down her Im a drown her, Im a down her, a shower Need a strap all day, itd smell like that sour Uh, uh, uh, Sour Power Uh, uh, HiiiPower

You have yo shit be pre-prepared or ya know whats your process? Whats your songwriting process? You here to be- do you break out a pen and pad and go at it hard or how you do it then? I- I hear the beat first, people. I hear the beat first and then I just go wherever the beat is tellin me... just like all of the- ya know all the other greats say What, no pen and no pad? Maybe I mean but that seems kinda.. you know like- Yeah no pen, no pad then. Aight yeah! but I mean aye I just- thats what I see. I mean but is that- does- does that- is that like the breaking point to- to really break you away from other artists that- you know that puts all the artists that dont use pen and a pads a different realm? Naw, it just- it just a- a challenge, you know? You know Jay and Big ya know were doin it way back you know what Im sayin? Its just you know- I dunno, its almost starting to become a cliché now, you know what Im sayin- I might fuckin back hop on the pen. Naw but uh But yeah- but naw. You know. Its all- its all- its- it dont matter in- at the end of the day you know, whatever makes-

Cracks in your pocket Weed in your pocket Dope in your pocket Who the hell could stop it? You cant get caught with So you might want it locked in Cracks in your pocket Weed in your pocket Dope in your pocket Who the hell could stop it? Up against the wall, against the wall, against the wall It was around two at night, I saw the blue and whites There was one black officer and two were white And Ill admit that I was wrong cause I blew the light But I figured the black one was out to prove he white And hed prove me right and wouldnt do me right So when I rolled the window down he wasnt too polite Matter fact, he was screaming at the top of his tonsils I said, Sir, theres no need to be this hostile. Well, Mr. Cons, you got late registration I said, Its me, Cons, from Late Registration He looked at me like I aint take my medication And this was the cause of his detonation He told me, Step away from the vehicle This is becoming way too much to read into He called for back-up, so whatd you expected me to do? To stand there like a horse at a feeding zoo? Nah, I did what my feet should do I tried to bolt but then the white one put the nine millimeter to my throat And told me, Freeze, or youll be risking it all And thats how I wound up Up against the wall, against the wall, against the wall Cracks in your pocket Weed in your pocket Dope in your pocket Who the hell could stop it? Up against the wall, against the wall, against the wall Yea, caught red-handed, ridin with the cannon Schemin and scammin, livin like Reggie Hammond A phantom, snapshots from the mans Canon Pigs got my pictures on the wall like a parent I be disappearin but the cameras ll catch you doin dirt if you be careless You gotta be more aware of it To save yourself the embarrassment of gettin caught carryin They hit me homie with calendars, he was talented And Im still fightin cases out in Maryland and breakin up marriages Like packages of white, like Marilyn Still dabble in the crack game, baggin it Feds in the palaces, searchin through the cabinets Im a capitalist, get off that faggot shit My establishment, thats rather fabulous Police threw us in the paddy wagon like savages Cracks in your pocket Weed in your pocket Dope in your pocket Who the hell could stop it? Up against the wall, against the wall, against the wall Yea, this shit got me feelin kinda like Sunday evenin On the pulpit, me and my heathens Me and Consequence circle your seven continents all in one weekend Make sure your proposal is decent, get exposed to treason The last of the dyin Mohicans when mentionin rappers My niggasll rat-tat-tat you, then kiss your mother right after Disasterll strike faster than a thief in the night The thesis of a black man, policemen never could write Thats why our backs against the walls, gun raised Takin out everything, like bank withdrawals before the year 2K And by the end of the day, Ill be Americas most wanted Shot and confronted while runnin from the CIA Livin life as a rebel, the last Panther stuck in the ghetto Tuckin the metal like junkyards and rockstars The smoke never settles, where Im from From a tree to the corner-stores is where we hung, uhh Cracks in your pocket Weed in your pocket Dope in your pocket Who the hell could stop it? Up against the wall, against the wall, against the wall

Well uhh yeah This is Energetik Big Scoob, E-40 and Kendrick Lamar Kali Baby! Ooooh I stay on my toes, never caught digging in my nose With my delivery flows Im old school like Vaults Hundred Thousand units sold independantly we call it Ghetto Gold Im allergic to suckas achoo like I got a cold And I dont hang around bustas like you, yous a hoe Yous a cub, Im lion! Why yall always be trynna throw rocks at a giant? Let me rewind it and define it Pay hommage to KRS-One, Criminal Minded OG desperado like the bike club Im almost finished with this jug out of my body me and my nigga at once Talking loud in the hotel lobby hella sloppy My brains hella clouded, BITCH! Uh, see its all copasthetic All the time they be like Nigga, where you headed? To the bank, my nigga, Im trynna get lettuce Do it quick, fast everything be energetik Energetik, lightning speed Couple bottles of juice is all I need And its all copasthetic Do it quick fast everything be energetik Yeah, Big homie from the Show Me all you niggas know me Run up on me, Nakatomi from the peperoni Keep it on me lil homie, I aint dinner time Pump your brakes stop and think fore you fuck with mine HOG niggas, HOG ways, get it always From the burner to the now Im on the stage Energetik, old nigga on the paper chase Do it my way, fuck what you niggas say authentic boy, I come to get it No mimic, no gimmick, causin pandemic Epidemic: I invented what your man winnin Spitting venom watch me kill him when the venom hit him Killer City reppin for the Villies Five Block, so you know I brought the Fifties with me got me actin wild Aggravated for the paper I be showing out Uh, see its all copasthetic All the time they be like Nigga, where you headed? To the bank, my nigga, Im trynna get lettuce Do it quick, fast everything be energetik Energetik, lightning speed Couple bottles of juice is all I need And its all copasthetic Do it quick fast everything be energetik Uh, back on the block with it Back when I had worn my cousin’s shoes with holes and socks in it Eatin top rhymin, walk to school with a prepaid cellular Crackheads tried to sell me a stolen Sox fitted I tend to look at my upbringing a lot different From where I’m at I inform you like Armonax that I’m two levels of terrific Ya dumb bitch We in yo hood with the transmissons, ya dumb bitch. Yee! See this is Compton at its best, your four-o And I’m loco as an esé with a fo-loco And I stay local, I’m from the soil Come from the bottom like the earth’s oil Meet your SIHI at the coffee table All that tough talking just telling me you poyo I’m a rare breed, high off life without a gram of weed Kendrick Lamar, a block off palma leaves Sip the same palmasa my uncle put me on This is me! Uh, see its all copasthetic All the time they be like Nigga, where you headed? To the bank, my nigga, Im trynna get lettuce Do it quick, fast everything be energetik Energetik, lightning speed Couple bottles of juice is all I need And its all copasthetic Do it quick fast everything be energetik

Hook Say Im Proud To Be Hmong H.M.O.N.G Thats Who I Am & Thats Who Ill Always Be Aggression Taken The Day That We All Was Birth Let These Suckaz Know How much We Allve Been Hurt I Say Im Proud To Be Hmong H.M.O.O.B Thats Who I Am & Thats Who Ill Always Be Believe In Lies Was So Wrong I Tell It All And Let Em All Know EveryBody Sing Along Verse 1 Living life without an answer And unsolvable questions Hoping God will hear our prayers As we sit here and listen But Oh No! I guess this life for us is tragedy Believe in me I try to make us see the image that we want to see And if we help the damn U.S But we aint even treated with the same respect Explain that! My brothaz on crack They try to fight back Drug convinced So you know that they aint never fight back My sistaz on knees They wanted yall to see A good women of Hmong Live in communities But yall was too blind to realize So fuck off Dont let me change my damn mind With Real lies And if we plead To what we believe A damn change will lead The life that we wanna see So bare along with me As we sing this melody For my Hmong OGz Uhh My H.M.O.O.B Verse 2 So it has come down to this Racist niggas deserve to get diss They talking many shit How we Hmongs couldnt make it Now Im here to speak the truth Let us rise as a leader of youth Brains be planted like the roots Im here to show ya Im Tony Vue Im coming thru Showing all my fellow gooks Showing that we real we true So keep your fist high and fight for your life They say life is a test but are they right Trouble seems to be attached to us like magnets No time to wait for homos & faggots Just live your life & just love it Cause most of us will never make it Only take some to say it So take this opportunity and take it I promise you Youll need it No time to even waste it With all these hesitation And muthafuckaz complaining We own this muthafuckin game So rep Hmong All the way And say H.M.O.N.G Nigga, Yeee!

Bu parçayı yerden 30 bin feet yüksekte yazdım Hostes sert saçım üzerinden bana iltifatta bulunuyor Eğer onu bütün bu yolcular karşısında becerebilseydim Beni muhtemelen bir terörist sanarlardı Kuşkonmazımı yiyin, sonra hostese genç bir zencinin düşüncelerini soruyorum Hızlı gelen para ve özgürlük Bir dolar için kaza kuklalığı, biliyorum onunla tanışmak için can atıyorsun Muhtemelen bir dakika içinde öleceğim Beni sadece 20 sürtük, 20 milyon ve üzerinde Compton yazan bir şapka ile gömün Bekle Bekle Bekle Bekle Evet, büyük şeyler oluyor Section 80 Bu sürtüğe geri döndüm, sürtüğün arkasında, arkam duvara dayalıyken ve senin kaltağın sikimin sınırlarında, kalk üstünden Bir sürtüğe sürtük, bir kaltağa kaltak ve bir bayana bayan derim Asfaltın üzerindeyken yeri kırmak dışında bir şey yapmadım Lastik izleri sana bir şimşek hızı ile satış yaptığımın kanıtlarını verir Bir çocuk olarak iki yetişkin öldürdüm, ben çok gelişmişim 20 li yaşlarımı 2 yaşımdayken yaşadım, akıllı adam Gerçeği söylemek gerekirse 87 yaşında gibiyim 80 din adamı kadar kötüyüm Alev dolu bir havuzda şeytanın elini tutuyorum Bir mesafeden bakınca hangisinin Hristiyan olduğunu ayırt edemiyorum, kahretsin 2012de kime güvenebilirim ki? Kimseye, kendime bile güvenemem İkizler yardım çığlığı atıyor Birisi Ayağa Kalksın Ayağa Kalksın Ayağa Kalksın Ayağa Kalksın Evet, büyük şeyler oluyor, herkes izliyor Bu işi böyle yaptığın sürece zenci, kaybetmek ihtimal bile değil Bekle Bekle Bekle Bekle Evet, büyük şeyler oluyor Hey, o kızı stüdyodan at ali 24/7 zenci bu iş için kıçını yırtıyor Kız ise bu yüzden ona kıçını sallıyor Elmaslarıyla birlikte Elmasların Kralı Bunun için hiç sormadım Pasaportumu kontrol ediyorlar Gümrüğe alışkınım Hostes polisi çağırıyor Onu öldürdüm, birisi bağlasın Oyunu ileri sarmamı istiyorlar Ve önceden de fakir olmanıza rağmen neden şikayet ediyorsunuz RAV4 sürerken benim şeritime geçemezsin Jaguarımı parçalıyorsun Kötü davranışlar sergiliyorsun Onun ayağı gösterge panelinin üzerinde Bekle Bekle Bekle Bekle Evet, büyük şeyler oluyor, herkes izliyor Bu işi böyle yaptığın sürece zenci, kaybetmek ihtimal bile değil Bekle Bekle Bekle Bekle Bu parçayı yerden 30 bin feet yüksekte yazdım Hostes sert saçım üzerinden bana iltifatta bulunuyor Eğer onu bütün bu yolcular karşısında becerebilseydim Beni muhtemelen Osama Bin Ladin sanarlardı Uçak acil iniş yaptı, bu benim için bir şerefti

All my life I had to fight, nigga Goals all in my sights, nigga Sleep these days and nights, nigga I done reached the pole then what I speak is strong I give Minaj this and Jay-Z, eat the , uh These other niggas only good for the turn up but fuck it boy I aint dissin man, to each its own Breakin in the game, boy the breach is strong I need that Maserati with the features on So I be goin balls out like no briefs is on Do a little of everything, get my on Shout out my nigga, shit they call the corners, yes I been fuckin the game, havin gorgeous sex Real recognize real so of course we next Flow strong, flow strong, call it morning breath Like wait, wait, boy I been patient Del Amo, we hold it down but we been sinkin They say REASON, why you actin like your shit stinkin? Boy, I been on one-hunnid like Ben Franklin, mmm Streets need a nigga fore they been waitin So Im aimin for the corner fore I been bangin My opponents is weak and its a disease Regardless of how they try, boy they so basic Wait, wait, disease? So basic? Cause if was ill, the whole base sick Cray shit, make sense cause they flow basic And my ex-buddy ill fore my basic Lost that, I aint trippin, REASON do replacements Cray whip, changed grill, get a group a face lift Nobody to steal from, aint no competitions So I steal my own flow, thats that OJ shit Wait, let me slow it down, flow so Matrix All black diamonds, boy Im so racist Del Amo in this bitch, run the whole nation Comin for niggas spots, boy they so vacant, uh Theres REASON nigga, flow so tight Del Amo in this bitch fo life, stop gassin weak flows Got these niggas so hyped When that shit just alright Hah, and nigga we gon be alright Nigga, we gon be alright Hah, nigga we gon be alright Do some shit yall niggas wanna hear Mixtape heavyweights REASON, REASON Ooh Look at the flicka da wrist Uh, REASON this bitch, ho Now open up and show me what them lips fo Baby, I dont care about you and I still dont I cant even give a fake fuck, thats a deal though, REASON I just came here for the sex, fuck em then dip Baby, its onto the next, uh Hit em and Im never callin Hoes fallin for a nigga, they be Chris Pauln Boy, Im ballin, look at the flicka da wrist Look at the waist on my bitch That shit dont even exist But her ass is great as it gets, uh She go down like ankles on ships And stay down locked up as a miss Thats my boo, thats my trap queen and shit When theres beef, she be clappin and shit Light a nigga up like skin bleach Guns silent like a pipsqueak I aint never listen when a bitch speak So if it aint about the money, you can miss me, wait I just killed a nigga, he prolly deserve it Gun blockin, throwin caps, uh, Bobby Shmurda White bitch only shop at Saks Fifth She be doin lines like a actress Told her give a nigga head, baby thats it And use your hands first like a back-flip, uh I got the hottest flow, this that oven music Kill a beast like like porn, girl its nothin to it I kill a beat and a pussy on the same night And she know I beat the pussy, boy Im so abusive Club the pussy, club the pussy, bring the supper through it Her son cryin in the room but we fuckin through it I told her Wait up, turn the Drake up A couple strokes now and Im cummin through it Fightin in that pussy and I prevailed then eye-roll like females Her friends share this dick but dont share no details like ahh! Look at the flicka da wrist Look at the waist on my bitch That shit dont even exist, uh But her ass is great as it gets Pussy feelin like a skinny all-way I be playin bitches like Broadway She wanna be my girl and love me all day She say You in good hands Thats what they all state, REASON

I got i got i got Motivation realization in my DNA I got Devotion and emotion in my DNA Eyes open wide Yeah we only want the prize Standing ovation and celebration for our DNA

Live from the area code of 310 Carry the whole city on my back Knapsack full of goodies, black hoodie, Fully detach bullets from their own egos, see no evil Who the hottest out? Im a give em a heat stroke Summertime, wearin a peacoat I be the baddest to ever put a lyric on top of an apparatus Now trip, thats our flip, Im a savage Fabulous wordplay And you can get served every day without a in-house maid Be very afraid, Im nasty with it Born out the ass of a dragon, flamin, shitted on the masses This harassment came from Kendrick, givin out caskets Puttin these rappers in it, you fit the image of a dead man Hennessy and chronic in the same night, so what? Eyes red like a twelve oclock fight

She stands alone All in a crowd Is it her fault that She waits to see Whats happening? Is it safe and sound? She says, free me from this enemy Shes waiting to be set free Free me from this enemy Shes crying to be set free She takes so long But it feels so right To be all alone She takes so long But it feels so right To be all alone She stands alone All in a crowd Is it her fault that She waits to see Whats happening? Is it safe and sound? She says, free me from this enemy Shes crying to be set free Free me from this enemy Shes crying to be set free She takes so long but it feels so right to be, all alone She takes so long but it feels so right to be, all alone She takes so long but it feels so right to be, all alone

Alpha Male & The Canine Mystery Blood Came to town with Death Cab for Cutie I stayed home with my wife and child And a six pack of beer I pondered that name for 15 minutes After I saw the poster stapled to a phone pole On the corner of Grand and 21st That was a couple of years ago I was already in my forties then So I didnt go out on a whim just to see A band called Alpha Male & The Canine Mystery Blood Just because I liked the name Just because Im 25 and every days a stoned summer day My bands always giggin then REM was still kickin then I drove that Ford Grenada Mom and Dad gave to me After they got em a Ford LTD And there was music on MTV I smoked my managers pot And got laid quite a lot Planes hadnt flown into towers yet And we didnt have a loose cannon president We didnt have all this credit card debt Hangin over the house like a cloud Ensurin theres not much more druggin allowed A body wont take it, wallet cant hang Singin all the songs Ive sang for years And when its a band gig its rockin And when its solo the people are talkin while Im singin Make me depressed, you think I could take a hint? My time came and went Hell theres many nights I came and went In a manner of speaking my conscience is sleeping The world is changing the good times are gone We get to be the folks who greet the dawn Of an age of distrust, surveillance and sleaze And bombs in shoes and way too many enemies I bet their name was Menstrual Blood And the A&R guy said Thats no good Make it Mystery and then we can target A broader base of Goth dog lover market I love my boy, hes becoming a drummer Got a drum kit from Santa, at this rate by summer Hell be keepin a beat in a world that needs a metronome Shoved up its ass so hard that All voices will raise in the heavenly choir Shitll get straight, brothers will hug Well dance like we did in the decades of drugs Im spittin my genes in an ocean thats risin Clingin to Jesus with some compromisin Of how it was handed to me from my mom And my daddy the preacher who watched all that TV In a cream recliner Scroungin through life like a stoned hardliner You couldnt faze him, he knew Jesus Died for his sins and was raised from the dead And Ive always wondered, why cant he stay dead? It doesnt change any good thing he said What matters is his life and not how he died Why cant he just be a nice Jewish guy? Who was super clued in and showed us the way To salvation from sin And that doesnt mean that youre not quote-unquote saved You fry like a piece of country ham in your grave Its a great big world, life is a joke Arabs and Christians, Pepsi and Coke People so gorgeous it causes em pain And nobody gives any sympathy for something like that You suffer in silence or form a band With a name that appeals to Goth dog lovers everywhere On a poster thats seen by a forty-ish bastard Walkin to work at 8:15 $11 an hour for all that he does Cant be a has-been if you never was Goin all day long without eatin Till all my nerve endings are seriously overheatin I get wobbly walkin down the stairs To smoke me a cigarette in the cold fresh air Wonderin why I do the things I do And I do em every day And it cant turn out good livin this way But live this life I must and In some fuzzy God I trust Ill kiss my wife, Ill kiss my son and Maybe someday Ill go for a run Maybe someday a song will stick Ill walk around like I got a big boat Maybe someday my boyll drum in a Hippie jam band that plays out some Hell take after Daddy, get in the van Go somewhere only young people can Doing things only young people do Bangin those skins at Bonnaroo Rockin the dreadheads, dancin in the mud Before Alpha Male & The Canine Mystery Blood God go with him, Amen

Uh, Martin had a dream Martin had a dream Kendrick have a dream All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours Goddamn I feel amazin, damn, Im in the Matrix My mind is livin on cloud nine and this 9 is never on vacation Start up that Maserati and – vroom-vroom! – Im racin Poppin pills in the lobby and I pray they dont find her naked And I pray you niggas is hatin, shooters go after Judas Jesus Christ, if I live life on my knees aint no need to do this Park it in front of Lueders, next to that Churchs Chicken All you pussies is losers, all my niggas is winners, screamin— All my lifе I want money and power Respеct my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours Goddamn I got bitches, damn I got bitches Damn I got bitches: wifey, girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead showers Ive got 25 lighters on my dresser, yessir Put fire to that ass, body cast on a stretcher And her body got that ass that a ruler couldnt measure And it make me cum fast, but I never get embarrassed And I recognize you have what Ive been wantin since that record That Adina Howard had pop it fast to impress her She rollin, Im holdin my scrotum and posin This voice here is golden, so fuck yall, I goes in, and— All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours Goddamn I got bitches, damn I got bitches Damn I got bitches: wifey, girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or, nigga, its go time I roll in dough with a good grind And I run at ho with a baton Thats a relay race with a bouquet They say, K, you goin marry mines. Beeotch! No way, beeotch! No way Beeotch! No way, beeotch! Okay Im never livin life confined As I feel you even if Im blind I can tell you who, what, when, where How to sell your game right on time Beeotch! Go play, beeotch! Go play Beeotch! Go play, beeotch! I look like OJ Killin everything from pussy to a mothafuckin Hit-Boy beat She pussy poppin and I got options like an audible, I be C-O-M-P-T-O-N, I win, then ball at your defeat C-O-M-P-T-O-N, my city, mobbin in the street, yellin— All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours Goddamn I got bitches, damn I got bitches Damn I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend and mistress All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from lead showers

I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine Worried bout those comments Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich Throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When youre not around When you throw that to the sidе, yeah I get those goosеbumps every time, yeah 7-1-3 Through the 2-8-1, yeah, Im ridin, party with me Party with me, Im flyin, ridin low-key Im ridin low-key in style, rider, rider I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine Worried bout those comments Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich Throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When youre not around When you throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When Im pullin up right beside ya Pop star, lil Mariah When I text a cute game, wildness Throw a stack on the Bible Yeah, we gon do some things, some things you cant relate Yeah, cause we from a place, a place you cannot stay Oh, you cant go, oh, I dont know Oh, back the way up off me I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine Worried bout those comments Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich Throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When youre not around When you throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah

Everybody think they can rap, and everybody starting they record labels and everybody pushin out they songs And if thats what yall wanna do, go hard. But what separates our company from their company? Consistency, man. You know, just, you know, perfect your craft, man. Try to block out all that other shit, man, just worry about your craft. Business, and the business will fall in place Like my nigga J Black say: Change is coming

Yall know, yall know DJ Dave. Yall know how it go, on the interviews and shit. I-I know we wilin, but your boys under the weather right now. But we gon keep pushin. Now-now-now the Top Dawg in your tee, like that... Top Dawg, Jay Rock, nigga. Brotha-from-anotha. You know how we get down, slave in this motherfucka. Hey yall niggas - yall niggas better get - yall motherfuckin - stay in the studio, man. You know what I mean? Niggas be like, Damn, Dot. Where you be at, nigga? I be in - I be in the streets too. But nigga, we in this mothafuckin lab all day, pumpin it hard on you niggas. So when yall hear this shit, and yall be like, Damn, them niggas be on some shit. Yeah, nigga, cause we in this mothafucka all day. We sleep in this mothafucka. I aint lie when I said I sleep in the booth, nigga. Yknow what I mean? Thats the big homie dude, though, nigga. We be in this mothafucka, slavin on these shits man, you know what I mean? So... you know. It is what it is Hey, bro. Not strayin away from your Jay Rock situation, again. Umm... Yeah, yeah, Jay Rock Whats yall relationship? As... as, uh... I know yall relationship, cause Im around Yeah, yeah, straight up But, for the people that dont know, whats you and Jay Rocks relationship? Uh, shit. Beyond the music shit, you know how most of these rap niggas be. You know, you know what I mean. Shit, we like - we like brothers in this shit. You know what I mean? We gon - we discuss more than just music and politics and all that other shit that come with this industry shit. You know what Im sayin? You know what Im sayin, so... I met him before the music shit, so, you know. Nigga, we like brothers, nigga. If I say thats my brother, nigga, you know what I mean?

Yeah we gone keep it moving man Your man DJ Skee holdin it down With my man Jay Rock Next fuckin superstar of the West Coast Remember where you heard it first You can tune in to him, on my radio show You know we always playin his shit Saturday nights, Channel 40 Hip-Hop nation, satellite radio, lets go It aint nothing for a soldier to bleed Takes a real gangsta to squeeze Only the strong survive, you see Plus the strong dont cherish the weak It aint nothing for a soldier to bleed Takes a real gangsta to squeeze Only the strong survive, you see Plus the strong dont cherish the weak Pull up in the whip, identical black Two bitches inside, identical racks Two guns on my side, identical gats Leave a nigga bleeding fast in need of a pad Look, when a nigga broke, in need of some cash Ill hit a house fast, with the heat and a mask All fingers on triggers, itching to blast Everybody on the floor, yelling Wheres the stash? then Im out split second to dash Swerving through enemy lines might bust me a cap Then I pull the car over throw the strap in the trash Make sure the coasts clear, no signs of the crash Only the strong survive, when I speak it its real Dawg its real on this field, get killed for the skrill Got ice on your hand, get killed for your chill Killer Cali you bastard, keep you a steel Pull out the Aston Martin If you talking too much pull out my coffin Pull out another one for his brother Real comfortable, even get his favourite colour I burn rubber off the V12 I fuck international females My last bitch bitch was speaking some German shit Catch me vacating on the Germany trip Eyes red, sandals on like, fuck what Camron said Im pecking for the bread But nothing like a pigeon Im something like a vulture You wanna know how I do it mothafucka Ill coach ya They call me Phil Jackson I train your day like Denzel, welcome to practice Yes Im the baddest, if my lyrics had looks This rhyme right here belong in the beauty pageant J. Brown asked me do I got it, been had it This beat is pornographic I fuck off it Enemy down, left his ass spread apart Trying to get back to the whip, fuck it wont start Now Im on foot back to the turf Disguised in these colours of this nigga I murked Hide in the bush, hit the bitch on the chirp This where Im at, dont let the ones get here first So as she pulled up, I jumped in the Magnum Took my clothes off and burned em, after I bagged em I shoot shots through your new era Have your face airbrushed on a all white new sweater Before the judge say youre Im jumping out, dumping, let him kill me in a stand off Please , take me away At least back behind the car I fire back with the K Thats what it is, fire back where you stay I spent my whole life trying to climb back with the yay

Oh oh oh oh... oh oh oh oh Hey hey hey hey...hey hey hey hey Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright... Hey...hey.... Kendrick Lamar Im feeling like a motherfucking animal, Hannibal Lecter 2012 Elected to execute every rapper than has excelled If music you callin, then you ball it, pick up your cell If a nigga said he could see me, bet he told you in Braille Fucker, put you on front street and buy some bread Nigga you lunch meat, you shoulda worked at Subway instead Goliath couldnt bear my triumph Im a leader, walk behind me as I walk through Zion Swing your swords like Im sparring with a Spartan Make they face drop when the beat drop, I drop a rare jewel like a Martin Fool man courage, balling like PeeWee Kirkland Call him a Kirk Franklin, stomp em and leave em hurting No judgement for the plaintiffs, they tried to find me guilty Of as spitting as filthy as ODB, but Ive been OD Since 03 thats march 14th, my first recordings I kicked it like Wheat Thin musical Chuck Norris Im a maniac Aint no telling where they pay me at The sky cant see where Im aiming at Wherever Im at, thats where danger at Looky here boy... Im a maniac Aint no telling where they made me at Run up in your crib, where the paper at? You the nigga, fine, you better pay me that Looky here boy... Nigga wake up, go on and shut your face up Get your little ship sunk, fuck it with an anchor Go on, get your cake up, so you can step your weight up Get your little plate crushed, fucking with a bassa Serve niggas like waiters, straight no chaser Scissors, Glock, shoot for that paper Wake up, when I was 17, it was money over everything Perfected the craft, made this a cheddar thing Carried on the dream like Coretta King Standing outside the door until they let us in Niggas only hustle to get better things Still the Feds mark us like Lady Eloise Im getting Starbucks, little vanilla bean If you pull that thing, than you better squeeze Me and K.Dot wiling in the street, Rott- Weiler, no collar, we clear the place out If you dont want that trouble than turn your face round Lay you flat like treble, we pull the bass out You know who definitely in the place now Real niggas up in this bitch, we send the fake out Oh oh oh oh... oh oh oh oh Hey hey hey hey...hey hey hey hey Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright... I can see what your thinking, my vision is intrusive This is pure, untapped energy in the music Insane with the pen Im deranged A maniac untamed, fighting through guards in every line, its a cage Maniacal, mad man of the day, nobodys safe when Im wanting Sniping niggas like John, keep out on my hundred You haters hunted, how lyrical you want it? My action is irrational, whenever confronted Yours true to the left brain, bullied my mind fully Automatic, your filters are off killing reality Make casualties out of these rappers, based on fallacies Blood thirsty, ready for more murking Reading my genius in my narratives, between first and third person Out of the box swerving, thoughts oxygen Im all precise on it, a poison-tipped archer With the conviction of a martyr A maniac like a felon going off of their water Oh oh oh oh... oh oh oh oh Hey hey hey hey...hey hey hey hey Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright...

Im the only nigga doin it, you other niggas ruined it Im too legit, go Hammer wit the foolishness My nana said my grammar can maneuver this industry Until Im stupid rich and now Im stupid rich, ah A-woo-woo! Assumin this is what they humor is To Pimp a Butterfly my newest shit In fact the rumor is the way I proven it I’m a Texas Man I’m a pimp C and your boy bundy I’m Texas Man Where they sip Conee and the purple codeine I’m a Texas Man Born and raised represent til the grave I’m a Texas Man , whoa baby, I’m a Texas Man Everybody in the scene show me love From PA to H-Town got to know we blow it up Got the whole damn city on my back Tell em I’m gonna get the cash then bring you right back I’ll be gone til November Finna hop up on a plane gotta do a show in Spain With some ladies and liquor Know we about to have a good time, good time And they don’t gotta have all that No way, dont have to have all that And they dont have to have all that No, they don’t have to have all that I’m a Texas Man I’m a pimp C and your boy bundy I’m Texas Man Where they sip Conee and the purple codeine I’m a Texas Man Born and raised represent til the grave I’m a Texas Man , whoa baby, I’m a Texas Man Okay, I been that cold with her, baby Fine is all I know, 50 carat Watching all that for Pay you know attention, what you doing all that for Make your hoe a listen, I right a coalition Pretty face, fat booty, cameltoe alition When you were catching a buck I was rhyming and busy You went and got you a Chevy Now me I bought me a Bentley You finally found you applaud then I succeed on my pimpin You been looking coat check to scope look like zero to pimp I do this shit for the sport like it’s a hobby of sorts I make that birdie spread eagle And that’s your par for the course And I’m a classic man made bask and dance Soup black and tan with the racks in hand So you got some bad bitch, where they at though I’m stuck on hating and know what they doing that for I’m a Texas Man I’m a pimp C and your boy bundy I’m Texas Man Where they sip Conee and the purple codeine I’m a Texas Man Born and raised represent til the grave I’m a Texas Man , whoa baby, I’m a Texas Man Yo you rocking with your boy Wash of course Shout out to everybody in my city man We on baby Old Arthur what’s up Let’s go

Its AKAD now yeah AKAD now oh yeah And U say Da M Da M! 11:24 iNc baby... Bitch you cant kill my vibe, cause Im so damn live, so alive It is light that I shine, it is bright in my mind, then I write them in rhymes, tighten every line, on the mic I will shine And I know Nottingham will wish I was raised there But in the Noosphere to me, it was made clear Why my birth was the first of the year according to the new world calender The birth of the new world challenger My smirk aint a compliment, nah its a challenge bro Your work must be relevant, theres must be talent bro Got my eyes on the game like d screen of a monitor Good morning world Guess you still wiping the cold off your eyes Im on the rise so dont fuck up my high High above the sky you cant come up dis high Never sold crack but i want a piece of the pie And yeah I came to the world through the ports of England Third hour of day three, I reached the cosmos region A son of the dawn, the sun to the moon, Ousama Saddam The Enemy you hate, the energy you take From enmity youve made is eminently a waste wait ... Now back to this joint Back to putting them niggas on point Like the dot of an i, or the tail of an y Like Bob Marley, its some natural mystic, dont ask me why Or Imma just lie, base on a truth, but there is no truth, based on a lie Boy am killing this bitch, she aint killing my vibe Yea I gotta kill this bitch before she kills my vibe So bring out the missiles, the rockets, the launchers, and bombers Suicidal monsters and lets fall Olympus like a movie I know they gon be like whos he Im more like a baby with two teeth Will do anything for the game am 3T They cant wait to televise me on 3D I kick some conspiracy shit am Bruce Lee Snoring on me then wake the fuck up The slept-on ones are stepping the fuck up I know you hear the twist in the beat The cords of the Kora, the strings of Africa The cores of the Torah, stems from Africa Keep this shit on repeat I aint paid for the beat so I need no receipt See my man MoudSound emailed me the beat And these bitch ass dudes looks like female to me Bilingual kid spitting from English to Twi chaley yenkor Mais si je le suis 3x Le maitre du franglias Le qui tempeche, Detre un examplaire Car je les enterrent Un vol direct en enfer Ils sont fais en bois,moi jsuis fai en fer Bref, je tue tous les sons que j mets sur le net Et les mecs ki croient que je suis un traite Mais les meufs elles savent elles me doivent une baise Et au traite,Cest le sila et on reste les maitres Comme le Yakuza, si tu trahir on tenleve la tete haha Ok Conakry ouias je sais que vous entendez le bruit Larbre a grandi venez manage le fruit Lensemble est lepi et kente, mais la centures est LouisV Ils ont voulu me chasser, maintenant ce sont eux qui fuient A labri, je le suis A la vie, je la vie Lenemie, je lelimine Et la suite est a suivre... Ahh! And I been spitting dis way since 02 And I dont give a fuck if you dont know tum Tum doesnt know you doesnt intend to Send me a friend request I wont befriend you Follow on twitter I wouldnt trend you Like 2face as you see me so I no dey send you Ahhh! As you see me so I no dey send you its Da M! As you see me so Bitch cant kill ma vibe it Da M! As you see me so Da M is the Motherland Da M Hes African Kid American Dreaming #AKAD 2x its Da M! Bitch!!!

Bounce Last night, you had the pink bike Riding around, face bright, sunshine I feel a bit tough, excitement Care too much but dont feel like trying What else should I be trying? Should I tell her that Im caring, rap about six flaws or maybe seven Scary hiding from my problems You not a problem but if you are we can solve it together Write a few letters Make a state together, dont change like the weather Leave for good, or worse cause right now Of course youre the stores favorite Dont change at all just here me saying Words that sound cheesy Everyday at Mcy Ds with a burger or cheesy fries to match Supersize, any size, you a prize in my eyes Thats right How about some fries and cartoons tonight? As long as Im with you, Ima be alright I aint tryna sound horny but please just adore me Write our own love story and tell it to my shawtie Sounds right I know it sounds right Your love, my love, sky love, high love Make a blade say high love Lets go and touch the sky love But I would- your boobs so tough Trigger max, so rough Its all good with me love But I would Your love, my love, sky love, high love Make a blade say high love Lets go and touch the sky love But I would- your boobs so tough Trigger max, so rough Its all good with me love But I would But I would But I would But I would But, but I would How about some fries and cartoons tonight? As long as Im with you, Ill be alright I aint tryna sound corny, Ill be alright But please just call me How about some fries and cartoons tonight? As long as Im with you, Ima be alright I aint tryna sound horny but please just adore me Write our own love story and tell it to my shawtie I would

My day one motherfucking fans in this building, one time. As I look around-this the shit. I aint been this intimate in a long time. We might be up here all motherfucking night, I got something. I aint seen yall in a minute, real shit. You know I mean it when I say, I been around the world and shit. A whole sea of people. But nothing like coming right here in front of this small group. The people thats been with me since day one. Kendrick Lamar EP. Kendrick Lamar OD. Section-mothefucking-.80. Real shit. This is cool right here goddamn, this is really cool right now. This about real shit, listen up. To Pimp a Butterfly. People said a lot about this album. Thatd said album of the year, that said album of this generation and all that shit. Thats cool, but also real shit making this motherfucking album was therapy. Not only for you, but for me, You know what Im saying? Because within six months of good kid, m.A.A.d city dropping, the life of what I knew, when I knew what it was, thinking I knew, that completely changed within six months. And uh, you going through the motional of the world telling you that youre great. And you trying to make yourself believe that shit, but its hard because youre institutionalized from where you come from. Still trying to move around and stay the way I like I do. Im a low-key nigga. And I aint scared of the world. Me personally, I cant run around with a hundred niggas like I usually do. I dont need to, I dont want to. And thats just been me since day one. So trying to grasp the idea of them telling you who you should run with, it cant cut it. Because like I said on the Kendrick Lamar EP, I need to be me goddamnit. I think this shit can live forever, but looking at yall faces yall just. I got some of the most loyal. dedicated motherfucking fans in the world . I could talk all day . To Pimp a Butterfly. Yall allowed this motherfucking album has soared all the way to the top with no motherfucking commercial success. Yall allowed it to be top-tier without a constant radio single and shit. So that proves to you right there, music is not something you can motherfucking market all the time. This shit belong to you and you only, you know what Im saying? Some shit that y’all can feel whether you insecure, whether you vulnerable, whether you mad, happy, angry, sad. You pop this motherfucking tape in, you pop your favorite music in, and you love and you live that shit. And you allow artists like me myself to come back to these group of people and perform the shit that I want to perform, you dig what Im saying? This may be the first and last time I perform To Pimp a Butterfly on this run. Eight of the ten cities. And I made sure New York be one of them cities that I come back to to do this shit. So with that being said, we gon rock this shit until the casket drop or until, until it all falls down. Lets go

Pop Walking through Watts Where the streets painted with gangsters and crooked cops Benjamin Franks, same case and crack cocks Thats all we know Make it up out the hood, thats all we hope Smoking cookie backwards, got TVs in it Sell they soul, just to get the cocaine feeling Dont get caught slipping, humping them projects Wrong turn, wrong color will get you top decked YGs, theyll do anything for stripes Hard headed, dont even take OGs advice Hood rats bitches do anything for ice Set you up, good pussy will take your life And why do the police scared to roll through the niggas in gardens Even they ass stay with the target Crack spots, moving out the unit apartment My neighborhood trife, you couldnt walk a day in my life So yeah Im from the gutter, thats all that I know Crack pot, dope spots, gun shots, I wonder, will you follow me home? Yeah, yeah, yeah, south paws, we out here, and Pharrell here Dont come round here, looking for John Doe Thats something that I know, Yeah, yeah, yeah And Im stocked like .40 tucked in my drawers Over the stove, catch me whipping a ton of tar Chopping it down, smoke is on foot, in and out The choppers is popped, niggas will kill you over an ounce, its real Cant squeal, welcome to Iraq, city rats Roaches on the corners of cul de sacs Click, clack , officers down LA PD on tv with bullet holes Dont tell him where bullets go Send him to Martin Luther, pull him from the shooters Stay home on your computer We aint internet banging, nigga we really hating Out here, all my life I gave blood sweat and tears In these streets, dont show no signs of fear Niggas eat you alive, put holes in your ride Snatch up your kids when you see em sitting outside Watch by survivor, Im grateful that Im alive Streets Im from the gutter, thats all that I know Crack pot, dope spots, gun shots, I wonder, will you follow me home? Yeah, yeah, yeah, when the sun falls, we out here, and Pharrell here Dont come round here, looking for John Doe Thats something that I know, Yeah, yeah, yeah

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Shout out my main fucking dude Kool kid From Metchern, New Jersey Shout out This beat is buzzy as fuck but i dont give a shit Bass amusing mind waves time age and paradise The air is nice. I blare and write to the music Sipping a mystic she got the Derrick Rose lipstick I hear nothing but crickets When you kick it what I spit is ballistic Hitting the spliff stick like a Jarvis green right hook From queens to red hook, Im with Vince the price on the white look I hit a zurg just to get a buzz, graffiti artist type markers Agrestic the best hits from Mary Louise Parker Peter, ms Parker she got a fat one Been writing rhymes ever since capital punishment when platinum To many styles like Justin Im on Crenshaw with the TRUTH Im garret with the breeze, the air we on is type loose All of a Sutton you get Nathan, shout out triz Nathanial Trenta Ochoa thats Daniel chillin with my cocker spaniels My DJ is divine, after kq Got the words nailed I take the R TRAIN, hit up the third rail My souls melodic, you get zero, Im a blazer You rhymes are figgy like diggy but you aint fucking with Mr. Fraser History knows whats up, niquan knows whats up Pray to the lord save my life, Luis Lebron knows whats up Yea you on but you suck my peoples make the real shit When you hear you fear it, you most defiantly can feel it Im in the hall like Courtney, support me and my dudes Shouts to teddy from the BX, let her suck it like DX I got J like Ms Lynn and Mr Emz Young talent on the map man where do I begin Roll call over! but after my man stash the burner I make her like Lawrence because i turn her Now we hit the swishes with you sister Wrapping these bitches like Japanese fishes Her voice is specatcaular, the words from vernacular are beautiful like her face Despite her race i would like a place to interact with her, just to excite her grace Her eyes in my mind i could never erase, her hair color, her smile with the perfect laugh God made Goddesses for a reason, and hes really, really, wonderful at his craft A wondrous creature, makes me want to feature her features and reach her See her be a preacher with words of wisdom, can i keep her? Can she hear my voice through the speaker? she looks like a queen from the top of her head to her sneaker Leaves me speechless, i feel weak in her vicinity Let me pause at a chance to tell you how cool i really think she is How happy i am with this lady, the heartbeat i have underneath my chest is crazy And it take me to places, where i never been before Its not love just making sure, its not love just making sure! What do all these girls take me for, what are they faking for? Other females are trife and reckless, 6 months for a diamond necklace Left me heartbroke, check the exit, its best i rest fore i wreck shit But back to you, your attitude is pretty like the clouds in the sky I dont know why i stare, maybe im in awe because your there And its so fair that your so real I forget that i lost a bet on this subject, at the end of the day its just how i feel Your flowers for my day. just letting you know Im never letting you go Interpolation of ADHD by Kendrick Lamar hook

Uh, now tell me who it is K-Dot, young kid runnin the music biz You tell me whats worse Me bein the best rapper or rappers dyin of thirst? Im just like a gun-clapper with these words And you know Im packin And that word is meant for Janet Jackson Im a black hippy, thats what I know I wear a heart black, I love peace, thats my clothes And so, and I dont know this name Thank you for that ad-lib, G Next thing you know, I google him up, it might be me I hope hes rich, I hope hes contra Band in my pocket, no, I dont have sponsors Dont want the police to come in this place Because I might run and I run this race Thats in the rap game You got some more words, I go absurd I got nouns, I got more verbs, this is the curb I swing, my nigs, I flip flows I come from the West, I do it the best I dont stress, no contest Any rapper want to come see with Rickey Smiley? You cant see me, we creep up back of the alley And beat they ass and take they cash And then we stab, off in that Jag Im in, uh, celebrity crushes I give em, they see me, I give them blushes Im talkin Halle Berry, Stacey Dash But she vote for Mitt Romney No, I dont want that ass Im talkin Obama, Im talkin more drama This another word, your momma Nah, thats Ebony Steele, thats me, for real She got them long hairs, but she dont wear high heels That means shes confident, that means shes beautiful That mean she got no dirt in the cuticles That means she got that watch I mean, she got the shades Shirley Caesar, left seat, man After forty years, theyll sweep her in through the city Thats like me, thats like Jay Z, Pac and Biggie That like me, thats like rappers dont know where Im from Thats Compton, everybody dont want none I got the people in the back straight cheerin I got the eyes wide open just like the deers in front of the

Yo the boss is back Off the strip with 10 horses Town on his back, flawless rap But check my motives its big checks in the check I wrote it Hardcore kills raps, spin it back One flick off the wrist and wahla it is Ab So if you see the kid napping that don’t mean I took em That mean the cemetery got to find a place to put em I think you might have put your hands in the wrong pudding Or your man ? fucking with the wrong hoodlum I’m not Bum J but all it takes is one day Or one hour of recess to lets the guns play I had to let the gun spray in his direction Like Raid to an insect, Im infectin em Straight letting em go like its 8 seconds to go If you talk that better have enough balls to walk that shit Cause we don’t give a fuck about who you running’ with We will flame yo shit and all you gonna hear is yeah Oh nothing that boy was being himself Like, sike, nah I’m bluffin’ that boy was somebody else So we hurt that boy, hurt that boy They say a closed mouth don’t get fed But a loud mouth get a entrée of bullets right to the head, shit Bon appetite, I climb out my window I shoot ya block up then I’m back in the bed, sleep Back to the business, backpack with blocks all in it When it comes to beef I’m doing the dishes, shit More beef then I’m stuck in the kitchen To stop my trigger finger from itchin’ I’ll probably need a prescription Plus, I told you niggas too many times, youre not in my division divide mathematician Counting money like it grow on trees Matter of fact it do, I got a lawn full of hundred dollar bills, no leaves My bitch got a blade in her weave just incase mine break she hand one to me Cataracts I know y’all can’t see I infact I apologize about that If you talk that better have enough balls to walk that shit Cause we don’t give a fuck about who you running’ with We will flame yo shit and all you gonna hear is yeah Oh nothing that boy was being himself Sike, sike, nah I’m bluffin’ that boy was somebody else So we hurt that boy, hurt that boy I walk it how I live it Call it how I see it I don’t live by a script you wanna be whats on the TV Yeah I’m Jay rock I’m the one haters love to envy So I keep burners, busting clips until they empty Straight to his head til his skullcap is empty And if I’m ? I’ll be back up in a jiffy with a semi Smoke his ass fast like a Philly watch the automatic lean his ass back like a willy I’m silly with the 9 millimeter shot to his bathing ape outfit Put his flame out quick I’m bout G shit you you, ain’t bout spit Sniper his ass watch his ass drop unexpected like bird shit A general so you gotta salute the Colonel Give you a warning Disobey you gone by the morning The bullets come free with a casket see But you broke so you can’t funeral with fear If you talk that better have enough balls to walk that shit Cause we don’t give a fuck about who you running’ with We will flame yo shit and all you gonna hear is yeah Oh nothing that boy was being himself Sike, sike, nah I’m bluffin’ that boy was somebody else So we hurt that boy, hurt that boy

Ladies and Gentlemen I go by the name of the Big Mike Seven years strong in the game Steady on my motherfucking grind No sleep til the work gets done Long slide to my nigga DJ Envy doing a lot of big things And my homie DJ Warrior on the West Coast As we bring to you Jay Rock, my man K. Dot These intense motherfuckers are co-running the game to make a dent in this bitch Shoutout to Sound Wave, Top Dawg Entertainment You know what I mean? Everyone out in the East Coast get the fuck behind this shit You know what it is You know what I mean? This shit right here is called No Sleep Til NYC We on the grind real heavy You know, caught on the right dues man Punch what up, I gotcha Its really nothing Big Mike, DJ Envy, DJ Warrior Shoutout my motherfucking man DJ Ski, too

I dont need no introduction No ad lib on my name, 100 times for nothin You already know Its K.Dot, city of Compton Analogy is like Biggie Oakland and 2Pac, Im more focused Im nothin like these rap gods fumblin over a few lines Thinkin theyre high cuz their homies said they was a few times Which is too many times of lyin to you You tellin a lie The only time I lie in the booth is when I sleep in it Record 24 hours, these niggas better get their bars up I bench press this rap stuff Got it locked like handcuffs, I threw away the key My cool is on, she love my AC

Break bread with my niggas Now I’m sippin’ with the figgas Bought some new weapons even sicker with the triggers But let me paint a picture, picture me richer, haters can’t see it cause they blind to the vision I ain’t lying when I’m spitting the bullet is what I’m givin’ Blessed with this flow its the gift I was given Nigga Im the shit when I’m rhyming I’m shitting on the top of your head Like a bird on top a building bitch Like a sucide bomb I’m determined to blow Gotta get that money we allergic to broke Me and thug we do it for the west coast East side Watts side south central Go on put them things in the trunk homie Don’t forgot the mac and pump on me We give it to you it you want homie 8 week, 8 week, Jay Jay, Rock Rock, K-K Dot Dot hoe Pump your breaks right now before it be too late, bow down Young Dubb I got it Young rock I got it The boys a problem with equal sign Sean carter, the son of pac so Makaveli my father, oh I forgot to advise Y’all, oh, I forgot to surpass y’all Hold out, it gets deep, every since the Maybachs came out Its been more room for the K’s in the back seat Now we riding out in luxury, black Armani suits Duping out a translucent roof, presidential organized crime Like an army have a crew, little niggas put em on the front line Let em shoot til they wrist hurt, arms hurt, shoulder hurt, arm near, shoulder there Coroner you search it you double dare me to die I write you first Go on put them things in the trunk homie Don’t forgot the mac and pump on me We give it to you it you want homie 8 week, 8 week, Jay Jay, Rock Rock, K-K Dot Dot hoe Pump your breaks right now before it be too late, bow down Back to the basics, cake I bake it Any nigga fuck with my money I go Ape shit I’m something you never seen like a spaceship I’m on some different world shit face it Cause everytime i drop a rhyme you need a facelift Cause niggas jaws drop whenever I say shit On the block with rocks and AK clips No job but I stay on So I’ stay this, if you see me rollin, you’ll see more niggas than the slave ship With whips and chains around em’ bricks and caine around em I’m switch the game around e me and jay rock k dot get it popping Got eyes on the block yo the streets watching Got a teacher flow yo I school niggas Got a U haul guns dawg, it move niggas Its either me or you you gotta move niggas I gotta lotta K’s, so the outcome of fuckin’ with me is like taxes, you gotta pay Go on put them things in the trunk homie Don’t forgot the mac and pump on me We give it to you it you want homie 8 week, 8 week, Jay Jay, Rock Rock, K-K Dot Dot hoe Pump your breaks right now before it be too late, bow down

She couldnt understand it, her last man was perfect Didnt think shell find another man Little did she know his mistakes gave me the upper hand Yeah, she feeling down, had the swish of dro break it down No peer pressure for her first time, she decided to make it now My little bonita mamita hop in the Lecross and roll the window up Inhale a smoke, recline the seat back Had ... tool booth intervention, well I got a job for you Just put your head down, pull that zipper down and pull that d out Paranoid Ill quickly be out after words, we can finish after words Well, let me break it down, we bout to do this that and the third High in the clouds, with the birds you shy but baby you pretty dont worry Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer She couldnt understand, her last man was perfect Didnt think shell find another man Little did she know his mistakes gave me the upper hand Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Yeah, she feeling down, had a swish of dro break it down No peer pressure for her first time, she decided to make it now Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Thats murder she wrote, and thats murder she wrote Thats murder she wrote, and thats murder she wrote I used to love you like cereal on the weekend Probably cause you knew what I want whenever I need it We had a first acquaintance, I knew I had to repeat it Your reputation was famous, your number never deleted The type of girl that live in the dark and have you in awe I remember when you said 69 was an art My fault you said it was your major, to me thats major And then you had did me that favor Whats on the playlist for tonight I know you like to be down for whatever Whenever, the light is not too bright Come again and Ill bet you Well have a baby under the moon, in late June A jump off that never thought would jump at the broom, boom Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer She couldnt understand, her last man was perfect Didnt think shell find another man Little did she know his mistakes gave me the upper hand Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Yeah, she feeling down, had a swish of dro break it down No peer pressure for her first time, she decided to make it now Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Thats murder she wrote, and thats murder she wrote Thats murder she wrote, and thats murder she wrote July flew by and then it hit late August Semester started in the fall, and now we slowly falling Your body profanity has stop provoking me often Youre curves is the curse ... Ash your doubt in the tray before you pass it I know that your passion was smoking hash out astro I didnt ask you, personal questions ... to your past love, lay you down on my campus And ... baby girl I loose my air, ... to show you that Ill stay right here Yeah, beauty in the moon light glare, ... your best time to loose right here Set the mood right with this...right here Youre too high... why do I care Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer She couldnt understand, her last man was perfect Didnt think shell find another man Little did she know his mistakes gave me the upper hand Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Yeah, she feeling down, had to switch ...break it down No... first time, she decided to make it now Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Mona Lisa blowing reefer, Mona Lisa blowing reefer Thats murder she wrote, and thats murder she wrote Thats murder she wrote, and thats murder she wrote

Oh, okay, okay. I understand that. Okay, now, for uhh people who dont know, whered you grow up at, man? Like, you know, what type of city. What area? Uhh, Compton. Straight Compton. No sides. No - just - niggas used to roll down Rosecrans, we used to be bumpin that - pops used to be bumpin that NWA shit. And, uh, shit - you know, cruise down that street in my 6-4. We wasnt in no 6-4 though. We was in the brown dukie van and shit, same color as dukie Know what Im talkin bout? But uh, yeah, wed bump that shit all day Oh, okay. And what influenced you to become, you know, a rapper? You know, the typical person would say, uh, other rappers. Imma be straight up honest, when I found out I was dope - Next question...

So you’re performing in Brixton on Monday, what happens at one of your live shows? Craziness. A lot of energy, a lot of energy from myself and the crowd How do you feel in front of a crowd? I feel at peace, you know. It’s a way to express yourself, a way to vent, put all your emotions out on that stage Where was your first ever gig? My first ever was at a hole in the wall place, in a small city, in a small club in Los Angeles What happened? I was probably terrible.. But it was a growing experience, a growing process, and you know, you never forget those moments Who was the first person to tell you that you were good at music? The first person to tell me was probably this guy named Dave Free, he’s my manager now, since I was like tenth grade...yeah How did he discover you? Through a mutual friend, it was all in high school, rapping and stuff. And then a mutual friend told him about me and we decided to start doing music and we’ve been doing it ever since How did he help you to develop your sound? He really just allowed me to experience different things in music, and listen to different people, he got a broad playlist in music everybody from west coast, to the east coast. And basically we just started developing there You said in an interview before that your mum told you that whatever you do, you just gotta do it really, really well. What does she make of your success now? Oh yeah, she loves it. She sees that I took heed in what she was saying because you have people that’s calling me the best at what I do, and you know l pride myself in that. She always said that whatever you do make sure that youre the best at it What kind of a son were you when you were younger? I was a good son, respectful, I never disrespected my mother, I never disrespected my father intentionally. Probably some of the things I did, outside of the house were a little bit outlandish, but as far as verbal disrespect or inner presence disrespect, never, so, I was a good son What are your earliest memories of their music? A lot of oldies, gangster rap was played in my household, which really inspired my sound today from new melodic driven, aggressive type feel What track or album have you listened to more than any other? That’s hard, that’s tough. They played a lot of 2Pac All Eyez On Me, Me Against The World, they probably played that track a hundred thousand times in our house How did the collaboration with Drake happen? I went on his Club Paradise tour and we really built a bond, a relationship, since the first time we met. He put me on his album, which was the interlude, red light interlude, we always said it was gonna work, it was just about finding the right song, that was the right song What happened in your first meeting with Dre? I was very excited, I wasn’t nervous at all. I was more excited, cause I knew that this was my shot, everything that lve worked for, everything I’ve built up to came down to that moment What happened in that moment? That moment I recorded my first song with Dre, which was Compton, which is the last song on my album Do you speak to him on a daily basis? Yeah I talk to him And what’s he up to at the moment? At the moment he’s just working his Beats by Dre. Doing a lot of promo and press for that, getting buried in life right now Can you see yourself moving to projects outside of music like he does with Beats? Yeah definitely. You know when you conquer one thing, you want to move on to the next and be able to challenge yourself? He inspired me to want to do that, once l get the years behind me, of being exceptionally great at music Are you creative in other ways outside of the music? Yeah. Im very hands on with the whole visual and concepts beyond the music Are you a competitive person? Very competitive So where does success lie? Success lies in challenging myself, thats where l get my success And how will you ever be fulfilled? Probably when l see that my music has touched more people than l can possibly imagine, and that point in time will come What do your lyrics say about you as a person? My lyrics say that I have morals, say that I have confidence, say I have weaknesses, say I have strong points, say l am a human being What are the morals that you live by? Treat others the way you want to be treated. That’s the number one, that’s something that my mother always told me. That’s the one piece of advice I would give everybody and the world would be a better place Can you tell me about the picture on the front cover of the album? The front cover really represents the lifestyle that I’m used to, the coming up, seeing a lot of parties, a lot of good times, a lot of bad times and really I blanked the eyes out so that you see the innocence, the little boy that’s in there, which is me. No matter what he is around, you still see the vulnerability in this kid, you know that he wants to figure out whats going on around him Do you think your music comes from a positive place? Yes. My music comes from a positive place, only because I was once in a dark place before in my life so, to actually get to that positive space you have to come in this negative world, where you’re striving to do something better for yourself How did you allow those negative situations to not affect you, or jade you? Just knowing something was bigger than me, something was bigger than just Compton, something was bigger than the trouble we were getting ourselves involved in, I knew something was more, and l wanted more for myself. Not only for myself but for the people l care about Are you still based in Compton now? No, I’m a rolling stone. I don’t have a place to stay. Im roaming the world What do you do with all your stuff? My mother has all that stuff. I’m in the world now, I like to see other things. Cause for so long when youre in Compton, its all you think that exists, so when I finally got out to see other places, like London, it makes you want to continue the travel When youre travelling what are things you have to have with you at all times? Fresh pair of drawers, fresh pair of socks How have you been enjoying London? I love it. Y’all weather’s a bit gloomy right now, I like gloomy weather, I work best and do most of my album under gloomy weather, so you’ll hear a lot of dark tracks in there How are British fans different to your US fans? Theres a little bit more excitement with British fans, a little bit more energy, I think you guys just appreciate a little bit more Out of all the tracks you have written, which do you feel the most proud of now? The most proud of is tough, Ive written a lot of tracks. If it had to be from this album, any one off this album really, sing about me, l’m real, Compton From the previous mixtapes, are there any songs that you’ve written that you find difficult to listen back to now? What’s crazy is that l don’t listen to none of my older music, just because I always wanted the team to grow. I don’t wanna get caught back in that time, or critiquing what i should have done or what sounds right Who will you collaborate with in the future? I’m really tight on collaborations, I always say Erykah Badu, that’s it for now, that’s always in the back of my mind

Two emcees, thats all we need This a freestyle off of the top, proceed I come from the West You know I gotta get em Flow sicker than cancer in Manchester Yes-ugh As we rock from off the top You know I got the sure shot I make it hot I go from Compton to Watts to the suburb-ian-ghettos If you want to see me everybody say hello! Yo!, give me that motherfucking mic back Tryna battle Ill put your little ass in the saddle How you dont see before You cant see me Never better emcee thats fucking shorter than me Yo, yo Im-ma use that mic Im-ma do that right Im-ma spit this all day and all night Anybody wanna come under pressure? Anybody wanna see God-bless ya I love ya fro, you got the head of the future Rocky, good kid, mad city I was there-ah Now I had to switch it up and get the braids Now I had to come through Flow sicker than AIDS I gotta get paid, I gotta get laid I gotta come true, gotta be real I gotta be proof, gotta be you Gotta be us and gotta be due Step up, emcee If you want time right now Come right now And shine! Hold up! I gotta leave yall with at least a few bars Its not about the women, the money, stars, and cars Its not about the clothes, the hoes Know who we are Its all about the mentality Love making chords Your life makes you bruised and battered But that dont matter If you wanna know Fuck all that chitter-chatter Do your thing, let em sing Let the gun-boy reign Bite the sound, I just came and blazed Whats up!

I dont wanna know, know, know, know I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, no I dont wanna know, know, know, know I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know Wasted And the more I think the more I think about you Oh no, no, I cant 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 Im not around? My friends are actin strange They dont bring up your name Are you happy now? Are you happy now? I dont wanna know, know, know, know I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, no I dont wanna know, know, know, know I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know And I every time I go out, yeah I hear it from this one, I hear it from that one Glad you got someone new Yeah, I see but I dont believe it Even in my head all the things you said Maybe Im just a fool Do you think of me? Of what we used to be? Is it better now that Im not around? My friends are actin strange They dont bring up your name Are you happy now? Are you happy now? I dont wanna know, know, know, know I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, no I dont wanna know, know, know, know I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know, know, know, know I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, no I dont wanna know, know, know, know I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know

Interviewer: What do you feel when you hear a record like 2Pacs new one? Kendrick: Pacs loud, man Interviewer: Right, but dont you feel like that creates.. uh.. tension between East and West? Hes talking about killing people; I had sex with your wife... Kendrick: I talk about it, too. I talk about murder; I talk about violence; I talk about all of that. But, not to glorify it. To educate you on it; to know that its real Fifth-teen, um, le-lets go to thirteen Hmm, walking from home Police pull up on the side of you Ay, you look like so-and-so Im not so-and-so You are so-and-so Get in the car and lets take this ride Get out the car; youre not so-and-so; we dont need you Thats one of the stories Compton, California for you

Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff Bitch come here, I love money, get this shit clear I will park yo ass Dont make me park yo ass Ayy Bitch come here, I love money, get this shit clear I will park yo ass Dont make me park yo ass Ayy Park him on the spot, park him if he say he hot Park him while his friends watch I am everything you not They say shame on me, I got the underground on lock Thats what hoes say, thats what the bros say I tell a freak bitch, Baby, lets roleplay I like the kinks bitch, fuck mе til the OJs I mean my chain a woo-sah, I mean my gamе a woo-sah I want some head in my new car, bitch, I dont care who drive by You know I could make you famous You know life bring changes Shit, I changed locations soon as that big bag came in Thats a mighty fine ass you got Thought I forgot? I can make the play and walk it out Thought I forgot? Aye Bitch come here, I love money, get this shit clear I will park yo ass Dont make me park yo ass Ayy Bitch come here, I love money, get this shit clear I will park yo ass Dont make me park yo ass

Uh-oh, running out of breath, but I Oh, I, I got stamina Uh-oh, running now, I close my eyes Well, oh, I got stamina And uh-oh, I see another mountain to climb But I, I, I got stamina Uh-oh, I need another lover, be mine Cause I, I, I got stamina Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Im free to be the greatest, Im alive Im free to be the greatest here tonight, the greatest The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive Well, uh-oh, running out of breath, but I Oh, I, I got stamina Uh-oh, running now, I close my eyes But, oh, I got stamina And oh yeah, running through the waves below But I, I got stamina And oh yeah, Im running and Ive just enough And uh-oh, I got stamina Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Im free to be the greatest, Im alive Im free to be the greatest here tonight, the greatest The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive Oh-oh, I got stamina Oh-oh, I got stamina Oh-oh, I got stamina Oh-oh, I got stamina Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Dont give up, I wont give up Dont give up, no no no Im free to be the greatest here tonight, the greatest The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive

Straight from the bottom of the gutter Where we run from undercovers Like a tiler who dont want to take a nap, my brother Wavin for a rap, my brother I was broke, goin half on a set, my brother Twistin up the purple, call it jelly roll Incarcerated till Im faded, let it feed my soul Daydreamin bout Keyshia Coles Look to my left, see a rat with a snotty nose Yeah, thats the type of shit Im on This is where I come from, this is where I was rose But the floors dont got those Just heroin needles that stick you in your shoe sole And you can get your shoe stole Rockin Jordans like you important, give me those I want the victory to picture me I can write or recite scriptures from Timothy Dreams of this paper, dreams of this paper Ridin round with my middle finger up in the scraper Middle finger up to my motherfuckin haters Im so serious, but I laugh at you later, aye I aint never lie, I aint never lie I aint never lie, I aint never lie I aint never lie, I aint never lie I aint never lie, I aint never lie Straight up, this aint no fuckin fluke I got homies right now with choppers on the roof I got bitches right now with deuces in they boots Blades in they hair, so if they chop it up with you That mean literally, they gone chop you up through Shh, so dont get too comfortable Like Wayne and Babyface, Im a fuckin fool Got these streets on lock like a Watch, Im a Monsoon, Typhon times two Nine times out of ten Im ridin with the rifle For my rivals plottin on my arrival Take a break, I take a AK and a smile You take a breather, take a ounce of the reefer Straight to the head, keep the heater, you aint ether either Plus, I had the scale like a libra Weighin up, but Im a Aries, so I ram em till they buried Dreams of this paper, dreams of this paper Ridin round with my middle finger up in the scraper Middle finger up to my motherfuckin haters Im so serious, but I laugh at you later, aye I aint never lie, I aint never lie I aint never lie, I aint never lie I aint never lie, I aint never lie I aint never lie, I aint never lie

1-2, 1-2 In the place to be, Julio G Westside Radio Look check it out Jay Rock is the name K Dot is the name Top Dawg Entertainment is the name Im in it too, 20 years in the game 1580K day, 1986 You got me right here going 2008 Aint no sleep till we get to NYC Thats the way we do it From the West Coast, straight to you Niggas who guard the projects, stand up West Side certified, baby Its West Side Radio, Im in here Julio G, lets go, Jay Rock

I been wearing fila All over Every day U reckon I should be getting paid Nigga! Popping an addy right after bukkake Nut all on your shawty n sippin that lean N I’m poppin a bean smoking good weed N I’m popping amphetimine Oh god can someone save Kennedy Playing a remedy play molly by playboi carti I am so sorry Been down on my luck Like the old days Sippin lean poppin beans lucid dreams Listening to cordae I’m a fucking addict I’m so dramatic I’m The Problematic this life I lavish I roll up I go up Drop the top Lick the spliff roll the lick Put it between my lips n I lit the bic Smoke the pain away Every Friday Nothings gonna change When you on top getting fame N You made it outta the hood So you could be good N Yo habits on a loop Saying pull up in the coupe But you still on that bad shit So you finna pull up in a casket I don’t care if it’s for better or for worse All I know is a famous man with wise words Saying we all get a death we deserve But it’s your life you can preserve Hating tweets saying kill yourself You laugh as you grab the pills on the shelf They saying you ain’t the best I’m scared of the day that I move out It’ll turn dark no sun Just black clouds Stay inside just to make a good sound After I say goodbye and give a big hug Drove to the chemist to get my drugs Prescription for Ritalin Thank god I’ll be taking them Driving down to the crib Creating a new adlib Grabbing my laptop reclining my seat Kicking up my feet trynna make a beat Wanna prove everybody wrong By blowing up off a perfect song Popping an addy to gain my powers I’ll down a huned by the 2nd hour Forgetting to eat and sleep Fuck I’m still stuck on this beat Still felt lost so I looked it the box I needed more Ritalin Texted a kid who was selling em 200 for a box I didn’t give a fuck I popped about 50 more I didn’t feel well I fell to the floor N I went down in mystery Now no one remembers me Jesus all this just to be stuck in history Cause no one believed in me I overdosed because I wanted to be the best of all

They doubted that I’ll ever make it this far I’m shitting on them now cause I was piss poor Swear you down to kill with that steel But that steel don’t make you real If you can’t even win a fist war So fuck it, I shoot back at you cowards Your death the pastor announces Because we acting on violence It’s either that or keep silent Always testing nigga back and back on a challenge So what’s your choice? It’s kill or be killed, what? This life for me was given It’s pimping or prisons Visits over missions of your digits Getting questioned, for nothing So where you from, you fucker We busting over discussion It’s justice to get concussions, huh You asked for it, might as well get cashed for it Price is on your head now it’s leaking from the dashboard Cold world, so keep a heater If you never trust in Jesus, let me make you a believer! Meet him Cause you would do the same Take aim at niggas brains And wouldn’t care of no one names I shot ak’s, handguns and shotguns Justify your pride, I would stand I would not run, I got mine Your heart is cold and there’s no one to run to I grab my gun, cause that’s how I know to protect you Street justice, street justice, street justice, street justice This is my life, and that’s how I’m gonna protect you Street justice This is dedicated, 25 summers I waited Back when papa was sedated, uncles all incarcerated 25 cousins to play with Also 2 grandmas I played with One had died, one moved to Vegas Both had died, I started raging Back when LA get the laces With the blue sprinkles and … Only broke our concentration We was broke but mama saved enough To keep refrigeration stocked With cut noodles and baken … The black car was the first to watch Black boy, first to drop Then my homie, the first to shoot Then his homie, the first to drop So look homie, my best pursuit Is music, this was finalized When I seen the devil eyes in that Buick I was hypnotized War going on outside, nobody safe from Kicking your door to ask you where you get your safe from Kick you some more, you ask me where I get my hate from Compton, baby, Afghanistan, this is phase one Compton, … new talibans, central raise one Rosecrans street tell them coppers get off me, day’s done Got darker than Alfred mayweather Never been so cold, 2 sweater and a long nose, they stressing When the world is cold and there’s no one to run to I grab my gun, cause that’s how I know to protect you Street justice, street justice, street justice, street justice This is my life, and that’s how I’m gonna protect you Street justice We all like Gingis khan, everyone think they can just become The punishment of god, but problems never get solved All the way from Compton’s corner out to Oakland shake it hard I get a woody wearing hoody, before your eyes just…my marks And bullets hiding lyrics from myself and Ken Lamar In the middle of this war, we made it out to be star Cop cars never came with good cops I gotta keep it cop just for my neighborhood watch Street justice Your heart is cold and there’s no one to run to I grab my gun, cause that’s how I know to protect you Street justice, street justice, street justice, street justice This is my life, and that’s how I’m gonna protect you Street justice

Yeah I aint gon waste no time for these beggars Look At first sight, you thought my record was spam Why give me a spin like a phantom become a fan? You prolly workin on a mixtape of your own You prolly reached out to get me on a song But I aint holla backs, you feel like Im full of shit You might even consider comin up with a diss And I only encourage that if you want a cease to exist You niggas search for the hits, Im just markin off my list And if I had one wish All of yall would disappear with the flick of a risk I figure shit, the game is overpopulated with ball You need a thug war, bro, for the stunts yall pour But in this day and age, you cant mix the way that enter And who needs attention if it aint in descender? And yeah, Im a sinner like everybody else is So I wont need your help long as God will forgive her Im so bossy, bitch, get off me Trick, get off me, I learned from wise men I read the newspaper over cigarettes and coffee And they only interests is benefits on war street And you look up to niggas movin bricks in the OT But you aint about shit, thats what dude Dogg taught me No sixes on sprees but a bucket on But one missin on the driver side, and I love that, uh When I rode through the city, it give me a rush Yeah, Im high off life but Im rollin blunts Big boss stick broads, it might scroll em up Short shot like when its open, what? I see you scopin, we should Im stonin like a straight out the coursin Marchin, I put on for my soil, plant the seed ever seen So if I happen to leave, just preferred to leave With no college, Im still cold, droppin degrees and all Everything aint what it seems But theyre all actors, they belong in a scene But no scholar, payin homage to Curtis King Cause I a dream I wonder if niggas like will ever make it big as Jigga For bein a lyricist and not a pretender You tend to niggas to surrender Cause when I return like inter, Ima end ya See I was mentored, filled around the ignorance That young boy kick it like all three inches Legend on the block, shout out to legend in block And when it get greasy, I just call, been greasy Easy, ask ScHoolboy about my group Smoke up all this weed and dont drop one hoop Tryna make moves, but punch keeps sayin That patience is virtual and its maybe true But I cant wait to rain like a hurricane came through Get this woman and if yall cant get it then Ima just for Kendrick, yeah Uh, straight out the gate, I represent for heavy, section eight House in the comfort, theres more to accomplish The bomb, Hiroshimas atomic My palm over the book of Psalms, promise to God I keep it honest, mind Over matter, my subject matters, I land mines Im on a bubble like a My hustle got Nipsey on his toes We bout to pimp that game like a book of Chico Word to Roc and Ab-Soul ScHoolboy Q, money longer than any jewel Thats how we tryna get it and if you say you got it Im sure you gotta take it back like in the price cause its winnin We all , youre all bitches, no pun intended Yeah, yeah, Im bout to turn it up this year, bro Bust it through your , they all wanna rock I dont know if Im or a Guitar Hero Ever since , new always seen these zeros Trips overseas like a extra blood Protection out cause I know they hate to show me love My cause I like to really cook it up Soufflé for , Lupe Eminem and André Weezy-F baby or any rapper out from the eighties Im a They wanna put they money on me Id rather to send them checks to Thats more important than me fillin your ass with poison Quite frankly, you cant change me So put me in your CD changer and admit its a banger I admit Im a stranger to givin up No exceptions make your girl famous for givin butts Its eight-seven, hop in a to pet shop Close your eyes, play track number five and see God Copped the state of mind, thats the state of mines I make my city make noise, you just make your moms See the godfather, I could probably date your moms Make Ab the godfather when I fuck a couple times, haha Like call me Guitar Hero, or call me Dada Sister days of Dada, I been on my shit, nigga And you aint shit, nigga Just shit on a and if they shit on my single Ill be loadin up the nana clip, ready to mingle I take it personal and now west DJ is the first to go Not all level Just somethin

Its a Polarbear beat, suckas Ive been there, with my product of property Visualize where it started, in that raggedy apartment, seein Unit six ... Cover the concrete, grass only grow in patches One out of every five mothers had a crack habit Three out of every five pops just up and vanished Creating bastards who turn misfortune to magic And morph pain into hip-hop classics We the, ghetto messiah, spread our gospel through the bootleggers Prosperity preaching the words reach foreign nations I thank god for ... and Flash And visionaries like Eric Wright and Dame Dash Uncle Luke, J Prince and Russell The players that turned dreams into million dollar hustles Know that, without hip hop in my life I would probably be On level 4 in the walls of the penitentiary I still remember the first time That I ever turned my boombox on I just lay back and unwind Whenever I turn my boombox on Now whos that Puerto Rican Lyrically so committed I should be Literally committed to a mental institution Chasing satanic illusions, survived my step-fathers abuses My music loosen nooses Its proven Im ruthless, this dude is so ready to rumble Aint playin with a full deck so please dont get caught in my shuffle As a child living in the hovel Id mug you To get a name ... Got em like Im Saddam Husseins insane uncle ... no muzzle so erratic Beef better keep it hidden like Schwarzennegars coke habit Spilling my pain, psychological dark thoughts Animal niggas should be walking on all fours I spit it high, with the skill of a thief picking a lock And a Benz full of bullshit like my MySpace inbox My pen is a menace, I control the world in one sentence West Coast stand up, Chino, Big Steele and Kendrick Started drinking Saint Ides when I was knee-high Still never look over the hill like Denzel in Book of Eli Before 16 and Rick Rubin signed me I turn on my boombox and imagine I was Cool J God is good I still remember the first time That I ever turned my boombox on I just lay back and unwind Whenever I turn my boombox on Welcome to my world Back when Martin was the shit And rocking ... ... bottles of Saint Ides ... K was like nah, a young buck Tryna find his outlet, coulda been an outlaw Lil Wayne wasnt out yet, inspried by DMX Inspired my first rhyme, glad to find a .49 I hadnt struck a gold mine Yall done fucked up My lyrics like BUCK BUCK Then reload, then BUCK BUCK Until he get FUCKED UP Porno, lights, cameras, action Im about to get it cracking like the ceiling in your grandmas attic Bitch Im at it all night long Hong Kong ... King Kong And that means Im quick to stampede On each and every song I be Kendrick, expensive, lyrics out the ass You smell what Im kicking, boomboxes I get wicked Pull up... I still remember the first time That I ever turned my boombox on I just lay back and unwind Whenever I turn my boombox on When times is crazy I look at the stereo and it say, Play me! Thats when I get Ohh, thats when I get You see, this is my story my pain My struggle and fight And when I wanna get away from life I put my boombox on Ohh, I put my boombox on Ohh, ohh oh

Look, yeah Fuck the critics They dont know I spit it for the dub on my fitted I wear it like a pendant Rocks city don-dada Who hotta? Nada L.A. crews, Mufasa Shoutout to old crews, represent the same casa West coast product 2009 They still trippin off the cest smoke Show me a dime Kill a pussy with my death stroke, every time You best know, my style canal I got the best flow I stay with the pound, so Im good from the ground up Let me take ya soul, I aint fuckin around Nah, blood, cuz, or whatever That get the shut up Like Cheeto puffs Keep bad boy os that we gon puff Jay Rock what? Top Dawg run the game let em know Back by popular demands Give it to you fresh out the kitchen Pots, pans, hope my parents riches Spit it like I had denchers Suicidal thoughts, got me feelin like Sean Kingston Hip-hop with precision We talkin global Perform global warming, ha All them drops, I dropped a hundred down today Yo mouth drop, top missin like a dropped toupee Im goin through tracks like Jerome Bett-is So fast you get whiplash or head-ache Bars like Alcatraz, never been felon But I spit it well to all the men in county jails Dwell, on the fact that yo plummet record sales Make you clumsy with the gat Yo, Im so far ahead of my time Finna lap my damn self Im still in the hood, like a fan belt The fan mail comin in bulk, hop on a bull Every time you wanna see it reminds me of the flow See notes like a treble clef Step to the best and see why these niggas fall short Like I tripped the dwarf from torn from a different cloth Warned by a different boss The art soon will make yall crumble Im humble, but still anybody could get it Fuck yall, this verse is sexually transmitted Never timid, Im winnin like I got dibs on it State of mind so large, we could all live on it Start a new community... I remain the winner, on my grizzy Might even hibernate this winter And Im still on some boss shit Like, I dont care how much it cost shit Yeah, nigga, Im a mack So much pussy on the line, I dont know what the... snatch Yeah, Ab-Soul light a match Got the killa outside Lets smoke ugh, K Dot, Compton city lyricist Dont wack niggas, yeah I know they fearin this

Kendrick Lamar stopped by FADER offices recently in support of his major label debut, good kid, m.A.A.d city, out October 22nd on Aftermath/Interscope/Top Dawg. He declined to empty his pockets for a Things I Carry , but opened up about Barack Obama, being labeled a “conscious rapper” and Top Dawg Entertainment, the tight-knit label where he and the Black Hippy crew came up. FADER: So tell us about the album. Kendrick Lamar: It’s really just a self portrait. I feel like everything that people have asked me in interviews should be explained in this one album. How I’m able to think the way I think now—it had to come from a negative place first. Family issues, morals. All that is in one debut. I feel like it’s a whole new market of people that’s listening to me now, so it’s almost like a reintroduction to who I am and furthering that longevity. F: Has being on a major label made things easier for you? KL: It’s really just the same procedure. I’m still with this Top Dawg Entertainment company and we already ran this company like a major. Top Dawg: four individual kids off the streets, man, and really just gave them a domain to do something positive. We always did the work. We understood that if we wanted to be amongst the elite, we gotta conduct ourselves. So us joining forces with Interscope is basically a continuance of that, giving us an opportunity to do something constructive with ourselves, and the most positive high ever. F: How’s it going with everybody? Ab-Soul’s album seems like it did well. KL: I think every artist on the label is in a great space. We never wanted to present it as only one main artist in the camp. We wanted to solidify everybody as their own individual. That’s what’s happening now. You see Schoolboy Q’s taking off. Rock already been there and still working. Ab-Soul. Everybody’s making their own lane and their own path to where people can’t look at it as if Top Dawg Entertainment is Kendrick Lamar. It’s all of us as a collective that’s representing this company.Stream: Kendrick Lamar, “Backseat Freestyle” F: The album looks like a picture of you as a baby at a house party. What’s the story behind that picture? KL: I think the people that’ll really understand the cover and the significance of every little piece in the portraits is people that’s been rocking with me since day one. Those are real portraits. They’ll understand what that means way before they hear the album. I’m sure that paints a big, big picture of what I represent, coming from this place, but it’s what I’ve been talking about, the lifestyle and putting a positive light on it at the end of the day. F: That runs through so much of your music, this uplifting spin on things. KL: There’s so much negativity in the world today. People know what’s real and know what’s fake. They know who really lived it and who’s trying to live it. That’s what I think people rock with me genuinely, because they know I’m not out here trying to glorify certain situations through these records or say I’m the biggest killer in the world. I don’t believe in none of these rappers anyway. The real gangsters, you never really see their faces because they’re either in the ground, in prison or behind the scenes. F: What is people’s biggest misconception about you? KL: Early on, when I started really getting attention, I seen a lot of blogs and a lot of media try to classify my music as one particular thing. That was like the “conscious” thing. It’s crazy, because they define it after just one project, certain things I was talking about. I never wanted that. I never want people to classify my music. That went out the window once I dropped a record called “Ignorance Is Bliss.” It was street, it was West Coast, it was a little bit more wisdom, and a person can’t really fake that. They figured out it wasn’t just the introspective side. At the end of the day, I want people to recognize me as just a human being, period. I talk about whatever I feel and whatever I go through. F: What makes you happiest right now? KL: It’s a few things. One, this influence I have on my community, on my city. I’m doing something in a positive light for these kids out here. A few of my homeboys, they’re locked up, they got kids and they’re going straight to jail as soon as they have these babies. Their sons, they’re five, six years old now. They’re looking at me to do something different. Their fathers respect that. So when their kid can see me on TV and get excited about it and know that I came from the same place they came from, that’s a great feeling to accomplish. That’s definitely a great feeling because I know it’s gonna start from that small place, that community in Compton, and eventually speed around the world. I wanna spark that idea in my own backyard first. F: In another interview recently that you said you don’t vote. Has anyone given you a hard time for saying that? KL: No. It was my own personal opinion and they know I’m true to myself. I’m not knocking the kids not to go out there and do it. Do it and get that experience. I gained that experience, it’s just a personal thing within myself and where I’m at in my life and how I feel about the world and spiritually. It has nothing to do with Obama. I want Obama to get that spot because I know he has a good heart. It’s just the people behind him. You have some people that say I’m in a space now where I disregard the people that are still struggling. That’s bullcrap, because at the end of the day, I’ve been thinking the same way since I was 16 years old. My whole thing is: people always look at the high places to come back down and help these communities, but at the end of the day, it starts with the people that’s in the communities. That’s what I really wanna stress.

Lyrics From Snippet ...gang  Like  a chain more, this is purple rain Young whippersnapper, hit you with my fucking aim... ...you youth listening side off, so hope I  take chances, you throw tantrums I  drop hits, you drop soap And you plant it, Im romantic Advances,  get checked on...

Sitting here thinking about how to get my money up today Cause my change is looking a little strange Maybe I should just go and rob a bank And my shoes kinda old so I cant be on the run Need to climb up on a cool million Cause a 9 to 5 just aint an option I need a get rich quick scheme I need a get rich quick scheme Im trying to live the American Dream But the odds are against me I need a get rich quick scheme I need a get rich quick scheme Im trying to live the American Dream But the odds are against me Empty envelopes deposited to the safe Withdrawn as much as I could take 30 days late car no pass too Ill park it somewhere else if its what I gotta do 1-800 numbers on my caller ID Wont get a call til I hit the lottery Im tired of living pity broke As I promise all the levies that was in in o I hit the bank to withdraw the tellers tell me in o I wanna have commas and live with common rich folk You know the Oprahs and the Russells With the hustle that can put me number six on the Forbes list Ignore my troubles with a duffel Rick James screaming out, Im rich bitch But for now Im just an average Joe Drinking Kool Aid, boiling water, noodles on the kitchen stove Gotta use them jumper cables just so my car cant get cut off Every morning this is boring, you was touring, I was doing Bad like Michael in the 80s with the curl Wishing I was balling out Zipper open showing groins Eating lobster looking proper helicopter But for now I gotta rob ya

Let me tell you why I do this shit Im a son of a gun cause moms was a Hoover Crip First day I got signed I had to prove I spit Freestyle with Busta Rhymes The protege of Doc Dre, I could finally put the shoes on Now that the rumors of Rakim and Cube gone They say truth hurts, sunk like quick sand Dont stop me in traffic and ask about Hittman I gotta restore the feeling that crawled from under the rock After Tha Dogg Pound crushed the buildings I got a family to feed, Im the middle of 9 children We can talk about a loan after I sell 5 million If I tell you I aint Game and I dont know Dre You goin do me like Xzibit and cut half of my face? I take all the credit for putting the west back on the map If you aint feeling that, guess Im Guerrilla Black Recognize my life Ridicule my fight Give me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write Get familiar with Cartwright Cause I want that shot, Im a raging bull when the needle drops For the record, Imma wreck it, even if my record dont pop Imma tie a knot on a downtown building, let it tow behind me tell em They can find me in the dark with the ghetto children look at my heart Nigga fuck your feelings, this is me Patty cake, patty cake, microwave Suckas make a square, goddamn Im paid Im so cool, but Im so hot, and Im, Im so fly, and you, youre so not Show me what youre workin with just like that Turn around, bend over, bring it back Snowman and Mannie Fresh bring it back Its Mannie Fresh and Snowman, its a wrap Strapped up in the club, yeah Im so crazy These other rappers actors like Patrick Swayze I tried to tell em but these niggas aint hearin me Mossberg pump Im ridin shotgun literally Live from the projects, you know what it is Ay, Snowman, , can I get a ad lib? Get the club crunk, cant take that from me Aint dropped yet, still got Lil Jon money I got million dollar dreams and federal nightmares We pop Cris my nigga, and still drink beers What did you expect man, I came from nothin Real street nigga and wouldnt change for nothin Got my niggas out the hood, its such a wonderful feeling Three car garage with the twelve foot ceilings It oughta be a crime just to feel this good I swear it oughta be a crime just to be this hood Recognize my life Ridicule my fight Give me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write Get familiar with Cartwright Cause I want that shot, Im a raging bull when the needle drops For the record, Imma wreck it, even if my record dont pop Imma tie a knot on a downtown building, let it tow behind me tell em They can find me in the dark with the ghetto children look at my heart Nigga fuck your feelings, this is me Fresh wit the hustle so we bounce back on them suckers Blowin big doin gigs got it ran in hundreds They reppin layin here we stuntin On the grind all the time homie gettin money 3rd Ward soldier 13th gangsta 17th hustler known top ranker Money go getter them clowns cant figure Poppin at the mouth like this cutter wont split em Know how to survive hustlin stayin fly My whole hood cried when my lil brother died Know I had to ride never let it slide Its just the G in me and Imma get it til I die daddy Brush the platinum grab the straps homie make it happen Comin through my neighborhood with 4s on the Caddy Limo tints out the pound and Uptown crackin Red bandanna duckin feds and the money stackin Rest in peace to Miss Gladys like eeryday We on the grind for the shine and we gon get paid Spent a mill on the wheels custom wit the navi 2 of the same whips we doin it big livin lavish Recognize my life Ridicule my fight Give me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write Get familiar with Cartwright Cause I want that shot, Im a raging bull when the needle drops For the record, Imma wreck it, even if my record dont pop Imma tie a knot on a downtown building, let it tow behind me tell em They can find me in the dark with the ghetto children look at my heart Nigga fuck your feelings, this is me

Lyrics From Snippet -Hoe, drummin that, huh huh, drummin that bitch Im the black Johnny Cage rap Johnny Cage slaps on your face Slap, more like text, get the racks on your- Amazing, brother Pop out, only on occasions, brother Rich nigga, round caucasian, brother Lyrics From Snippet 2 That bitch looking for the handoff, twelve months- -Hoe, drummin that, huh huh, drummin that bitch Pray to the omega, pglang- -therapy Soon as I press that button Niggas better get right like the ambulance comin Us two on a-

Kızlar ve erkekler ile takılıyoruz ve kafamız iyi İstediğimiz tek şey iyi zaman geçirmek Genç, vahşi ve umursamaz, hayatı böyle yaşıyoruz Dua et ki 21imize ulaşalım 21imize ulaşalım Kızlar ve erkekler ile takılıyoruz ve kafamız iyi İstediğimiz tek şey iyi zaman geçirmek Genç, vahşi ve umursamaz, hayatı böyle yaşıyoruz Dua et 21imize ulaşalım 21imize ulaşalım Onun kötülükleri ve günahları hakkında konuşabildiğimiz için memnunum Tartışmak istediğim daha önemli bir konu var Ronald Reagan çağının işlevsiz piçleri Her şeyi kindar bir şekilde yapmayı öğrenmiş genç adam Bu senin nesilin Hızlı yaşa ve genç öl Kim bu hikayeyi açıklamak ister? Kızlar ve erkekler ile takılıyoruz ve kafamız iyi İstediğimiz tek şey iyi zaman geçirmek Genç, vahşi ve umursamaz, hayatı böyle yaşıyoruz Dua et 21imize ulaşalım 21imize ulaşalım

Kids is what make me feel so good See you looking at the glory thats coming up into the future of life See the younger youth is whats gonna make everything to keep going After I done passed down the hill Young and black! Uh, young, gifted and Im black Uh, young, gifted and I rap Young and gifted, but I dont got a strap So I hope nobody try to run up on me with the mac Like blat! Lay a nigga flat But let me fall back cause I aint into all that As I get back to the trap When I say Im trappin, that just mean Im tryna stack Tryin not to get caught up where Im at In the jects where the mice gettin cheese with the rats Thats where I bes, and these is the facts The world is a ghetto, we all know whos Geppetto Angel on your shoulder, in your ear you got the devil People change like leaves that them dope boys peddle Blow trees like flowers in the meadow Lifes a breeze, you know me, Im just tryin not to settle Cause these streets still cold like metal When its heat, it aint sweet And them shots aint Jell-O So, props to them niggas takin shots like Melo From the block, just tryna meet the top like hello! Uh, then we sayin our good-byes Glory for the villains, no love for the good guys A system of bad people thats tellin us good lies Thats life as you know it, you lookin through hood eyes Dont you know That its true That for me And for you The world is a ghetto Dont you know That its true That for me And for you The world is a ghetto Then theres a lot of funky things in this country And theres a lot of good things too But theres more funky than good Weve changed some for the best Awful lot of cases for the worst And some, they have not changed at all From a ghetto where fathers dont even father Mothers dont even bother Less its about a lotto Do anything for a dollar Yeah, they givin head just to get ahead Provin they aint thinkin bout tomorrow They bottle full of sorrow Pain is deeper than cargo pockets I wouldnt knock it, I just want better for my note Yeah, I know we all different But well always be the same til we change our endin Man, we gotta change our mind before we change our livin And if we never change our mind we in the same position But niggas is niggas And bitches, well, they still bitches Instead of brothers and sisters Man, this shit is ridiculous I guess Im still ridiculous Hollerin at shorty like hey, yo, let me get yo digits Then a man get offended Then a pistol get grippin And he shoot and he missin He dont care who he hittin Another senseless victim All from ghetto livin Dont you know That its true That for me And for you The world is a ghetto Dont you know That its true That for me And for you The world is a ghetto Dude, we got to get our minds together! Anytime a brother was shot another brother in his own neighborhood Then go to his funeral and turn over his own casket They need to have the police down there Cause see the niggas is N.A.A.C.P Niggas aint actin like colored people If I cant work and make it, I steal and take it They come up to me with a nigga who can put air in a bottle and sell it He can do it man A nigga can sell anything As I watch the sky change colors The rain flooded the neighborhoods of the black brothers The black mothers are stressing, the coroners have covered Another statistic, episodes of a cold summer The street runners got the same legs of Michael Johnson The fast life surpassed life beyond the conscience Profanity in the air, the children use the content The vanitys in the air, that Louis bag: haunted The black girl with the hair, thats kind of coarse Her baby daddys in court, she smoking on a Newport Seventeen with dreams of becoming a stripper Or becoming an AIDS victim while touching them zippers The life that we living in, things we would do just to live again How can an angel forever live in sin? Dont you know That its true That for me And for you The world is a ghetto Dont you know That its true That for me And for you The world is a ghetto Dont you know That its true That for me And for you The world is a ghetto Dont you know That its true That for me And for you The world is a ghetto You know, anybody that uses somebody else to gain is pimpin Well, I tell you what soul brother, lookie here Cant nobody pimp you but your pimp ass self You understand? Then theres a lot of funky things in this country And theres a lot of good things too But theres more funky than good Shit aint gettin better Weve changed some for the best Awful lot of cases for the worst And some, they have not changed at all

This is King Kendrick Lamar Kendrick Lamar, the best rapper Especially if you never heard music before 2010 I be the new DMC When Im crying up on the beat Im not the king of New York Im lying straight through my teeth I take a bit of the meat And I put it between a bun And I eat it its really fun I go on a burger run Im from Compton But Im supposed to say Bompton I know someone in my hood Like Fxck Kendrick Ill stop em Soon as I get around him Im going round and round I merry go til I vomit I got ears like comic So when Im in a cartoon Dont laugh like Im retarded I got ears like a fan And they just wave like I farted Tryna block out the smell Of dead bodies and homis When you take your last breath You turn your drawers to a potty I killed Jay on a song They acted like it didnt happen Soon as I did Control Now they wanna start rapping All these niggas is hype But I aint impressing Phil Jackson Got the Brian McKnight fade Cause my hair started napping Crips asked me my set I turned around and I ran Mama keep calling me Cause she still need her van I got sneakers like Vans My Vans looking like sneakers Broke the screen on my phone Now I cant see when you tweet us Im in love with Aaliyah So me and Drake gon relate When twin cousins named Fist and Hand Go blam when they see ya Dont talk to my old lady I feel like Usher and Kellz You can have Sherane I know that her pussy smells Compton

With so much knock in the LBC It was hard not to claim that DPG Summertime popped in the L-A-C With the music courtesy of D-A-Z And the Soopa, Doopa, Fly for the troopers Riders, supers, hoes, groupies All of em with the short tight jeans on Lets Play House all of em theme song Word on the gangsta, squad up Black, brown, throw a St. Ides up Then the West got harder And Soopafly hit em on the head on Tha Doggfather Dont nobody party like the West though G-Funk been the sound since Death Row Where you think we got the kicked-in clap at? Time to bring it back, bitch, and its like that Only in L.A. Where the gangstas play Catching up on fame Summertime in, West Coast ride Im about that shit, hoe, gotta get this money Long Beach, C-R-Son, all the shit is sunny Put the monkey in it, like the shit is funny Banana Clip Rassy bout to spit this dummy But funkers told me to kick back I like revenge, retaliation, and get back, nigga Got more bars than Kit-Kat Get smacked like Katt Stacks if you lip jack A muhfucker betta recognize With a flick of my wrist like a Vulcan, you all die All I do is ball high Tryna stay above the rim like a tall guy Dat Nigga Daz, Soopafly, alright Lexus, , left lanes, all ride OG to BG, I thought I warn ya Only in California Moving down Rosecrans, bumping D-A-Z Feeling like 1-9-9-3, only one to the 710 Im in Long Beach, home of Dillinger Dealing the gangsta shit, gangsta killa You wankstas quit filling ya iPod up with classics Aint a nigga out could match them ad-libs D-P-G-C General Gin on my breath while Jennifer hold my genitals Yeah its like that cause I was taught that Back when Dogg Food dropped in the Compton Swap Meet parking lot Daddy V had three, sold one to my pops We was popping out, the trunk in the Caddy was rocking out Slap a nigga in the face with the 808s Even made Pac salute, snares like a bear trap Theyre unbearable too, bare witness Hits like Barry Bonds, Daz the realest

Every good thing has got to come to an end So rewind this shit back, take it to the top Bring it back down, like your bitch is giving me head, ya Its that classic crack shit It aint over Its that Watts city takeover Top Dawg ENT And you already know who the fuck this is, DJ Warrior World famous, four-time champion It aint about me, its about my man Jay Rock, K. Dot Rewind this shit back Take it to the top You should check out their myspace.com/JayRock Thats J-A-Y R-O-C-K, TopDawgProductions.com K. Dot, silent boy what up? DJ Dave, the whole Watts city, the whole West Coast No Sleep Til New York City And thats what it is man Shouts out Ski, my man Envy Mike in New York City, Connecticut The whole fucking East Coast You already know its the West Coast takeover Punch, dude dawg what up?

Whose house is this? Money out the … can’t count that shit Stacking death prez, mouth to mouth that shit When they said a nigga wouldnt amount to shit Now whose house is this? Laughing so hard my tongue is out and shit Run you dick suckers, keep me out that bitch Before I spazz and squirt and I’m out that...bitch Broadcasting live from south central Los Angeles Where the babies born scandalous The street I keep my hand in it The gun I keep my hand on it Niggas is going to need bandages If I brandish it ambulances, the chance you make it slim nigga I’m good in the hood cause I motivated them niggas I graduated from dumb hoes and mault liquor To expensive wine and dime bitches Red lining the DB9 like it’s my time pimping Audemar quality time spending And you niggas is borderline bitches That’s my opinion And my niggas is ride or die Aftermath my religion Talk out but I don’t listen Act out and come up missing That click clack pow did it Like Colin Powell did it And I’m so west coast, ok corral with it My new foreign car cant pronounce that shit You fuck around…count that shit Whose house is this? Money out the … can’t count that shit Stacking death prez, mouth to mouth that shit When they said a nigga wouldnt amount to shit Now whose house is this? Laughing so hard my tongue is out and shit Run you dick suckers, keep me out that bitch Before I spazz and squirt and I’m out that...bitch Broadcasting live from Compton California where foreigners never come Mothers are worrisome and we dislike the governor I hope these angels can cover us If the LAPD ain’t doing it then it was a cover up Coroners about to cover up everybody I’m serious, every shotty is sawd off And every nigga is militant And your gut like...What? EBT Cards, no credit cant ease cards All my life beed OG aw now my life on the billboard soon Give me room, I react like a wildebeest and Throw salt inside your wound your just diabetes to me Aint shit sweet with these hotels homie That crip shit got my uncle’s life in jail ho So if I put the same line, theyll never forgive me Or worse than that the niggas right around the corner might kill me I’m fighting back when it’s hard what No barber my guards up, the author of fallen fathers that did it without much, this my house nigga Whose house is this? Money out the … can’t count that shit Stacking death prez, mouth to mouth that shit When they said a nigga wouldnt amount to shit Now whose house is this? Laughing so hard my tongue is out and shit Run you dick suckers, keep me out that bitch Before I spazz and squirt and I’m out that...bitch

August 29 2013, 10:24 PM ET Kendrick Lamar might actually agree with SPINs Brandon Soderberg that his flame-stoking Control verse is not as impressive as it seems. After declaring himself King of New York, the Prince of Compton retreated to a land of gonzo Robin Thicke videos, Miley-fied MTV VMA performances, and unlimited BET awards nominations, while his peers lobbed response after response after response after response after, um, Hitler parody video. But at long, last Lamar himself has issued a response, which more or less amounts to: Yall trippin. In an interview with Peter Rosenberg of New Yorks Hot 97, the Black Hippy was asked what he thought about all of the excitement surrounding his Big Sean cameo. was just a feature verse, he humble-bragged before revealing that it took him a few days to notice the hubub, since hed been hanging out in the U.K. and all. Hed just wanted to rap some bars. The 20-minute chat can be heard below — hit play on the YouTube rip below to hear Lamars thoughts on bicoastal rivalries, dangerous Twitter friends, and the business of elevating rap — but another gem emerged via a mere snippet of his forthcoming talk with Los Angeles radios Power 106. Regarding his self-coronation, the West Coast MC let out a kingly scoff, lamented that hes been misunderstood, and let slip that hes been conferring with other rap royals. I think thats a case of, yeah, maybe I have to dumb down my lyrics just a little bit, said Lamar. The irony of that line is the people that actually understood it and got it was the actual kings of New York — we’ve been sitting down with them this past week — and them understanding that it’s not about actually being the king of whatever coast, it’s about leaving a mark as great as Biggie, as great as Pac.” The entire Power 106 conversation airs Friday morning.

Death

Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances Finesse a nigga with some counterfeits, but now Im countin this Parmesan where my accountant lives, in fact Im downin this DUSSÉ with my boo bae tastes like Kool-Aid for the analysts Girl, I can buy your ass the world with my paystub Ooh, that pussy good, wont 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 AM to the PM, PM to the AM, 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 Its levels to it, you and I know Bitch, be humble Sit down Be humble Sit down Be humble Bitch, sit down Be humble Sit down Be humble Sit down Be humble Sit down Be humble Bitch, sit down Be humble Sit down Who that nigga thinkin that he frontin on Man-Man? Get the fuck off my stage, Im the Sandman Get the fuck off my dick, that aint right I make a play fucking up your whole life Im 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 mamas 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 dont fabricate it, ayy, most of yall 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 wont be the alcohol, ayy Im the realest nigga after all Bitch, be humble Sit down Be humble Sit down Be humble Bitch, sit down Be humble Sit down Be humble Sit down Be humble Sit down Be humble Bitch, sit down Be humble Sit down

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Girl give it to me Girl you know what it do, girl give it to me I got somethin’ brand new, girl give it to me I’ll put it all on you, girl give it to me Woooh, I got a gift for yah I got this for yah, a little Thicke for yah A big kiss for yah, I got a hit for yah Big dick for yah, let me give it to yah Baby, baby I gotta call for yah I got a whip for you, black car for yah Ball hard for you, I know you wanna get fancy I know you wanna start dancin’ Hey girl You know you’re lookin’ so damn fine You’re lookin’ like you fell from the sky You know you make a grown man cry I wanna give it to you, through the night And make everything you fantasize Come true, ooh baby I’ll make you so, so, so amazing I’ll give it to you Girl give it to me Girl give it to me Girl give it to me Girl give it to me Ooh what’s that girl? What’s that baby? I like that, girl I like that, baby, on your back girl On your back, yeah shake it like that girl Baby, baby, I got an eye for yah I got an eye for yah, I got a smile for yah Cheese, let me put it on your face for you Please, I got a taste for you Tasty, I bought lace for you Freaky, I’ll put it on you So I can come and take it off you And get it off to you Hey girl You know you’re lookin’ so damn fine You’re lookin’ like you fell from the sky You know you make a grown man cry I wanna give it to you, through the night And make everything you fantasize Come true, ooh baby I’ll make you so, so, so amazing I’ll give it to you You’re like a needle in a haystack I wanna sit you where my face at Lunch with a few Mai-Tais Purple kisses on my tie Life can leave a dick loved Now you gettin’ this dick, love I’m lookin’ for you with a flashlight I wanna feel what a real fat ass like No injection, I learned my lesson I walk it like I talk it, baby this pedestrian Runnin’ through your mind like Jackie Joyner Pussy like “pop,” go give me a burner Got shot like “pop” This can be detrimental T-shirt and panties, that’s your credential You’re cotton candy, I need a fistful I’m often antsy, hope that convince you Hey girl You know you’re lookin’ so damn fine You’re lookin’ like you fell from the sky You know you make a grown man cry I wanna give it to you, through the night And make everything you fantasize Come true, ooh baby I’ll make you so, so, so amazing I’ll give it to you I wanna give it to you, through the night And make everything you fantasize Come true, ooh baby I’ll make you so, so, so amazing I’ll give it to you

1 Ekzzzz Каждое утро, когда я встаю, я знаю зачем мне дальше идти Много всего старается сбить, но мне не свернуть с нужного пути Много лживых друзей, много шлюх хотят часть меня оторвать И каждый раз их ожидает провал Сила ведь в правде – и это факт СД & Ekzzz И что бы ни случилось – похуй Что бы ни случилось дальше Что бы ни случилось, знаешь Время идет, и мы стали старше 2 Ekzzzz Москва не верит слезам, но Jack Daniels скучные будни разбавит В конце обернешься, посмотришь на труд свой – гордость за то, что сделали сами Большая скорость, громкая музыка – это точно про нас, да Ногинск это точка «А» в точку «Б» - Соколиная гора, брат Планы – вперед, к вершине мира, и бить по тормозам не резон Большая жизнь, большие цели и первый заработанный миллион СД Родной город даст мне силы – себя чувствую как босс Много километров впереди ,проедем – не вопрос В Питере родных и близких много, как и в Новосибе Но Москва со мной всегда. Москва – тебе спасибо СД & Ekzzz И что бы ни случилось – похуй Что бы ни случилось дальше Что бы ни случилось, знаешь Время идет, и мы стали старше Что бы ни случилось, пережить помогут нам всегда верные друзья и Москва Люблю тебя, Москва 3 Я слишком часто ошибался в людях, потом больно из-за этого очень И нет гарантий, что это в последний раз – подъебут еще, хочешь не хочешь Но то, что дальше будет, точно стоит прогулки босиком по раскаленным углям Зови меня Кларк Кент, я чуть выше этого. Быть Суперменом чертовски трудно Я найду свою Лоис Лейн в толпе из Вавилонских блудниц Моя жизнь – только подъем к вершине, и больше никто меня не тянет вниз Были моменты когда уставал, опускал руки, но отдыхать больше нельзя Сейчас я многим лучше, чем был. Осознать это мне помогли друзья Для сотен MC, как кость в горле. На фоне меня они девочки, тупо Я знаю, что каждый из них, даже тот, что респекты кидает, хочет, чтоб я был трупом Но sorry, зай, до жопы дел. Пусть эти девочки плачут дальше Москва поддержит, но если хочешь замеса со мной – оставь надежду Уже не будет как прежде, каждый, кто будет против – будет повержен Раньше я будто во сне жил, однажды проснулся - нашел в себе титановый стержень Passo per Passo , verso del sogno – и только так, без вопросов Как бы ни было сложно - nessun rimpianto, nessun rimorso СД Родной город даст мне силы – себя чувствую как босс Много километров впереди ,проедем – не вопрос В Питере родных и близких много, как и в Новосибе Но Москва со мной всегда. Москва – тебе спасибо СД & Ekzzz И что бы ни случилось – похуй Что бы ни случилось дальше Что бы ни случилось, знаешь Время идет, и мы стали старше Что бы ни случилось, пережить помогут нам всегда верные друзья и Москва Люблю тебя, Москва