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She is after the reception of cocaine she will be sent back to the cells, Bitches Love Salsa, Niggas Love Coca Bitches Love Salsa, Niggas Love Coca Bitches Love Salsa, Niggas Love Coca Bitches Love Salsa, Niggas Love Coca All my niggas love Cocaine I have shit and hot fame

Don’t wrap it up in gold Don’t hide it behind the sun Just give it to me as it is And let it stand Don’t fly it like a kite Between the clouds It needs no excuse Just bring it down Let eyes that are in pain look upon it In all its glory Let us move on Let us move on For this is short And it will pass Let us move on Let us move on For this is short And it will pass For every voice that is lifted In reverence and pain Show us now And let love not be chained We should feel what we can stand And let us be alive So we know That we’ve done all we can Let hearts that are frozen get to see it In all its glory Let us move on Let us move on For this is short And it will pass Let us move on Let us move on For this is short And it will pass And let all that is lost be forgotten And it will pass So let all that is lost be forgotten Let us move on Like the waters in the open sea When tribulations come all we can say is hopefully And yesterday you could probably say theres no hope for me But today Im overly dedicated, Im posed to be A testimony for broken hearts in the city You either crash landing or planning on flying with me Misery loves standing behind its company, well Vividly I can see that your feelings would like to dwell On our past encounters, reaching over the counter Told me that its a appealing to pop a pill, thats a downer I heard emotions burn deep I heard when you fall out of love the drop is steep I heard when you see a dove, thats what you try be Got these burdens under my wings, but Im still free Cause I can make the decision to let it all go away Before I ever run astray Ill look you in the eye and say Let us move on Let us move on For this is short And it will pass Let us move on Let us move on For this is short And it will pass

Fuck rap Bustin like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, aint no way in hell we leavin nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin villainous, he killin this Im comin for your man and his lady and even the baby Im feelin like Im, chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady with rabies [Verse 1: Logic[ Im foamin at the mouth, aint nobody takin me out Every single rapper in the industry, yeah, they know what Im about And I dare you to test me Cause not a single one of you motherfuckers impress me And maybe thats a little bit of an exaggeration But Im full of innovation And Im tired of all of this high school Hes cool, hes not rap shit Can a single one of you motherfuckers even rap? Shit No, this aint a diss to the game, this a gas to the flame Nowadays, everybody sound the same, shits lame Like a moth to the flame, Ima reel em in and kill em Know you feelin lyricism when Im spillin it, Im feelin myself Yeah, yeah, Bobby Boy, he be feelin himself Mass murder like this cant be good for my health When I rap like this, do I sound like shit? Well, it dont really matter, cause Im killin this shit Yeah, Im killin this shit Oh yeah, oh yeah, Im killin this shit Bobby, how many times you been killin this shit? Find another rhyme, goddamn, nigga, shit Fuck rap Bustin like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, aint no way in hell we leavin nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin villainous, he killin this Im comin for your man and his lady and even the baby Im feelin like Im, chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady with rabies All of yall wishy and washy All yall my kids in a car seat I take my dime to hibachi, we do 69 like Tekashi Lyin in the sand, too much time in your hands I think I need to find you a hobby God got a plan, hope that God hold your hand I think Im bout to catch me a body! Tell all my teachers that I said Im back on my G shit And Im comin back to get even I went on tour and got paid, now Im back in the region I let off this mac for no reason You are now witnessin greatness Im practically preachin and this is the passion of Jesus And all you basic motherfuckas are lackin achievement And Ive just been laughin and geekin Back to business, I got mad intentions I aint perfect, I done made some bad decisions But its competition, Im a savage winnin You can have the digits, Im a mathematician I dont see you niggas, Ive been lackin vision Youve been actin different, Ive been actin distant Ima do some shit to bring me mad attention You gon do some shit that send me back to prison, whoa! This is uncomfortable, you just keep puttin your feet in a fire I think my gun got a crush on you, boy You bout to meet your secret admirer How you do shit you dont wanna do? I do that shit just to keep me inspired I used to hit it and leave when I wanted to Now I hit it and be sleepin aside her, woo Roll up on em when I pull up on em Put that motherfuckin smoke up on em with that holy water Joyner Lucas, Im a holy mona leader motor runnin Man, too many niggas know about it, but I thought about it Prayed about it to the Lord about it in the mornin, but I gotta show em what its all about and Ima call em out I aint that nigga you could talk about, you better calm it down Dont be tryna give me the runaround, Ima shut em down god damn, wait Fuck rap Bustin like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, aint no way in hell we leavin nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin villainous, he killin this Im comin for your man and his lady and even the baby Im feelin like Im, chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady with rabies Theres nowhere to hide, we call this shit genocide Hit em with that and they die We gon leave em crucified, we call this shit genocide I got bitches, I got hoes, I got rare designer clothes No, we aint fuckin with that Yeah, theres a time and a place But if you aint comin with the illest of raps Callin yourself the greatest alive Then you dont deserve to do that No, no, oh no, no, please do not do that You gon get smacked You gon make Bobby attack You gon make Bobby Boy snap You gon make Bobby Boy snap Fuck rap Bustin like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, aint no way in hell we leavin nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin villainous, he killin this Im comin for your man and his lady and even the baby Im feelin like Im, chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady with rabies Yeah, what it look like? Little too much sauce, get it cooked right Im the same mothafucka, been the same mothafucka Make a mothafucka faint like Suge Knight Shit, better make time And it really aint shit if it aint mine Im a beast, Im a dog, Im a K-9 See the way I make her go down like a bassline Yeah, back when I was just a youngin Didnt have me nothin, always up to somethin Started gettin money, now Im off and runnin Way too high to function, call it comin up And yeah, Im on the escalator, they be starin at me They the spectators and Im player Magic Im a ex-Laker, Im a mess-maker I dont stress paper, I dont care who has it Fuck rap Bustin like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, aint no way in hell we leavin nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin villainous, he killin this Im comin for your man and his lady and even the baby Im feelin like Im, chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady with rabies Nigga do that shit, nigga done that shit Nigga any problem, bet I overcome that shit Twenty gold bottles Ima drink on that shit Twenty songs that Im on, number one that shit My name gon ring and my team gon win I shot a nigga once, and Id do that shit again Put your hands on a Bible stealing candy at a store To a black homicidal its the same damn sin Drop down, give me three points ho K. Dot, give it to it how you want ho Ima show you what this West side about Ima pull up in a Rari at your grandmamas house, hey now She got a nigga name in her mouth, hey now T-O to N-O to ammo, I mean My MO is zero, see commas, I promise Go tell your mama this dick aint for free This dick aint, this dick aint This dick aint, this dick aint This dick aint for free Touch that, I need cash back, transaction I bust back in a all black Grand National Hoodrats in the project if you ask em They wanna buy the world, 10 racks on they taxes Holiday cheers, Sallie Mae checks With a bottle to the neck, get it how you live it Fuck rap Bustin like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, aint no way in hell we leavin nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin villainous, he killin this Im comin for your man and his lady and even the baby Im feelin like Im, chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady with rabies Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like JAY-Z Jig is up, you fuckers who didnt write anything Are getting washed, liga-liga-liga, like bathing Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy Unloadin, leave you shot up in your Rover Your body goes limp and slumps over Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered Hol up, I said Rover because now your Rover is red Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant But I roll over my opponents instead Makin dog sounds cause I gotta keep breakin these bars down Ill go slow for the speds But when I go like the Dobermann said I still think the would go over your head Beast mode, motherfuckers bout to get hit With so many foul lines, youll think Im a free throw Figured it was about time for people to eat crow You about to get out-rhymed, how could I be dethroned? I stay on my toes like the repo, a behemoth in sheeps clothes From the East Coast to the West, Im the ethos and Im the G.O.A.T Who the best, I dont gotta say a fuckin thing, though Cause MCs know But you dont wanna hear me spit the facts Your shit is ass like a tailbone Or youre trapped in your cell phone Or my chicken scratch, or my self-loathe I dont wanna fuckin listen to you spit your raps someone else wrote Used to get beat up by the big kids Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel And I wouldnt do shit but just sit still Now moneys not a big deal Im rich, I wipe my ass with six mill Big bills like a platypus A caterpillars comin to get the cannabis Im lookin for the smoke but you motherfuckers are scatterin Batterin everything and Ive had it with the inadequate Man, I can see my dick is standin stiff as a mannequin And Im bringin the bandana back, and the fuckin headband again A handkerchief and Im thinkin of bringin the fuckin fingerless gloves back And not giving a singular fuck, like fuck rap I sound like a fuckin millionaire With a Derringer with a hair trigger Bout to bear hug a fuckin terrier, the Ric Flair dripper Yall couldnt hold a candle at a prayer vigil When I vent, they compare me to a fuckin air duct Im bout to bare-knuckle it, nah, fuck it Im gonna go upside their head with a Nantucket Abraca-fuckin-dabra The track is the blood, Im attracted, Im attackin it What? Dracula, fuck that shit Im up, back with a thud Man, stop

Now Im the one that you call when its time to ball With my west coast niggas, this is a 3 piece, yall Came on lock from the top of the Murs, and Jay Rock we here, show no fear For enomies, you feel the energy We near infinity, were timeless You cant defend, you fake, you so pretend Im going in, now watch me Star in my own right, zone tight When Im in my zone, you know Im going all night Turn the lights out, when will these kids learn? Touch an NBA live wire and get burned we ballin Going crazy, now they calling, calling Living like this, you know we flawless Its Jay Rock, cant stop the truth the middle Im nice shoot out your life Used to ride ruggid, now I ride plush You ride the Benz, I ride GTs and up White Ts Im cool like 5 ice cubes in my cup Ballin out of control, like an offencive you should know my style like a root canalle Im the truth, you should wipe me down Matter fact, you should follo my word Im in a merger lane with Murs looking for Attention, drenchin, and make it rain like a hurricane Footprints, so you know I came we ballin Going crazy, now they calling, calling Living like this, you know we flawless Im all that, that boy wack Best from the west, Hard to stop, climbing like a mountain top Swish, serving like your favorite dish Offensive Me, Im like cause without even trying Picking apart In the game, EA Sports I break down a verse win the game Im the reason why we won when you got a team like mine make no mistakes like you got ankel weights on

Oh, hey Oh, oh hey Oh, oh, oh hey Uh oh, uh oh I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, no I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know Wasted And the more I drink, 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 Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, no I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know And every time I go out, yeah I hear it from this one, I hear it from that one That you got someone new Yeah, I see but dont believe it Even in my head, youre still in my bed 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 Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, no I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know No more “please stop” No more hashtag bood up screenshots No more tryin make me jealous on your birthday You know just how I made you better on your birthday, oh Do he do you like this, do he woo you like this? Do he lay it down for you, touch your poona like this? Matter fact, never mind, well let the past be May be his right now, but your bodys still me, whoa I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, no I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know Oh hey Oh, oh hey Oh, oh, oh hey Uh oh, uh oh

As a kid, having a mentor was vital to me. Always being there when it counted allowed me to make some of the most important decisions while growing up. So its only right that I mentor a younger person with the same wisdom that was given to me. If it helps the next kid become a better person in life, I will forever be aware of my influence and pay it forward. I look where Im at today and realize that most of my success is owed to the mentors that was in my life. I sat down with President Barack Obama and shared the same views. Topics concerning the inner cities, the problem, the solutions and furthermore embracing the youth, both being aware that mentoring saves lives. Sometimes I reflect and think back, Where would I be if I didnt had the presence of an older acquaintance telling me whats right and what’s wrong? Telling me the pros and cons of every move I was about to make. Telling me the best way to plan success for my future. Join me in paying it forward. Support My Brothers Keeper by being a mentor in real life.

Mirror see, mirror tell My whole life I was lucid dreaming awake Thats why all these years I couldnt find my way Couldnt see my fate, couldnt picture my name On a history book, after the word great It was silly cause thats all i ever wished for Lost in a world which I could not get before Found myself on a full moon night He was a werewolf, he tried to hide Seems like he was a little bit shy I knew it wasnt easy, but hoped and tried To find him, to see how things go But I was too scared to show Forced him to unveil, although he didnt want I put in risk our agglomerated bond He went mad, then I lost my temper But we were twins, new 9/11 We werent angry, weve never been But we were searching, and searchings a sin And I felt like I was stupid as hell We are the same, what did I expect? I was an airhead and ignorant, thats all Didnt know how to calm, this aflutter soul Now its me versus me, we should be amassed But when the affray starts, there is no trust We were afoul, why not try afresh Amalgamations afoot, no more this mess Hoped it would work under these circumstances Cause deep down there was fire, under these ashes Just couldnt be found, I coulndt realise That I am the truth behind peoples lies In the aftereffect of being a stranger to me In the aftermath of being a beast set free Maybe Im a hero, cause I fought my monster Commited hubris, but I showed my luster Maybe no hero, but who could stand this Not knowing who are you Not knowing whose is The reflection in the mirror These eyes seem known But the whole picture makes my mind blown Thats why Im searching to find myself The mirror wont talk, trapped in its hell Thats why Im searching to find who I am The mirror cant see, what I really became Thats why Im searching to find whos the man Inside that mirror, behind that verse I watched my life happening but I dont know if Im existing I admitted Im great but I dont know if I mean it I tried to know more , what the hell was I thinking How can I know more when I dont know if Im living My existence an illusion, my personality a creation Everything around me a conscious hallucination Lucid dreaming, or dreaming reality Going crazy , all the way to insanity Going schizo like the great John Nash Hope these voices stop fore I prove Riemmans Losing worth, degrading myself Suicide bomber, havent snapped yet We Kamikazes convinced, for what we believe in So are you, cause you think, realitys what you live in Not something you made, not something you hope for You hope these words aint real, but they are. I think so I made em for me, or you made em for you You made me to peep subconscious truth You actually made me be part of that Part of a world you actually made up Aint no truth is true, so hows reality real Aint no me is you, but we share the same idea Aint gonna stop, but Ill make a pause Cause Im exhausted by these solipsist thoughts

Murder wack rappers peacefully,listen breathe easily/ Seems to me you hate seeing me spit but bitch leave me be/ These sick ass bars make you nauseous watch your back keep cautious/ Im the little engine that could i know i cant stop this/ Im the fucking feces i tear mcs into pieces/ I eat all you dumb asses for breakfast like wheaties/ Some days i dont have enough middle fingers to go round/ Fuck the doubt the time is now to make all my haters proud/ Wanna hook ill give you a hook going straight through your jaws/ Strictly lyrical something spiritual nothing but bars/ Fuck opponents look at music components their composing/ You know wits owning, everyone else fake they just posing/ Im one earth to enlighten to spark the brain like lightning/ To brighten up your world so much to leave haters sightless/ They put you down like yey low down on the ground like jay lo/ But you gotta rise up from all the hate and say hell no/ Sometimes your exhausted dont have inspiration lost it/ Haters mouths keep running like faucets blabbering nonsense/ Weve all been fucking suppressed oppressed too stressed to get rest/ Thats exactly why their obsessed to get you upset/ Our main goal as humans is be shaded by money trees/ Money heats money feeds,let me tell you what money means/ Of course we need it but most of us spend for wrong reasons/ Not feeding needy who be pleading the streets weakly/ Instead we buy the ps3s psps 360s while people out their struggling to eat/ Yo, in order to change the world we need to change ourselves/ Have you seen the news lately fucking world going to hell/ Let us come together fuck dividing stop the lying/ Were going straight to extinction the future is coming start the thinking/ Plan ahead before were all dead/

Two shot the diligence I slide on my hater like skrrt I’m killing this shit don’t get murked  Two shot the diligence No more reminiscing on who shot, we finish it Blade runner, walking on thin ice, admit it is Hot feet running, I been nice, I’m it, legit

-eep, Sarah I will tell you What you mean to me, Sarah I know this big world Aint always what it seems, Sarah Forever may I love you And forever may you dream, Sarah When I find you In your sleep, Sarah I will tell you What you mean to me, Sarah I remember you was conflicted

I said L.A on my back arms Plus Im strapped in the booth with the fo fifth Yeah i keep them black arms I keep the AK on Like Akon Constantly Blowing shit up Just like Napalm You inhale it in ya chest baby Puttin holes in ya lung till you exhaling out death baby Until theres really nothing left baby Put holes in ya tef dissenter grating your chest baby Death to infidel feed them niggas infamil In the icu i fed them niggas sickleshells From fucking with the top dawn money gang Not from long beach but ill show you whose insane Psychotic loco mentally deranged in the brain Yall niggas dont know what Im saying My shit complex yall shit just plain Like a brown bag of m&ms yall niggas is lame Lames stay in ya lane Cause the shit i spit is high oktane Yall cant obtain what i bring to the table Nigga Im the kane and yall aint able Showkase High Oktane i got it If money be the topic / strong arm robbery Im randall cunningham once i make you get outta pocket Mhmmm... Every line is a narcotic Id be lying if i said i never distributed crack product Color blind if it aint about dough/ then i dont holla I got cataracts if a dolla aint where Im at Say hello to your honors Prince hakeem in them latest paper denim jeans/ chains and pinky rings Get custom made top dawg logo Versace shades more bounce than pogo sticks When i dip in the low low People like he gotta be rich no I made a fortune off your employment Making that whack shit Raise rap bar competition With no dollar need help no problem Not even a chain nail salons can help you to be more polished Than i better yet get a nose job smell me Hook Lames stay in ya lane Cause the shit i spit is high oktane Yall cant obtain what i bring to the table Nigga Im the kane and yall aint able Verse 3 Nigga Im the kane and yall aint able Constantly telling lies yall niggas be telling fables Call me the x-men ill hit you with that cable You can take the exit route and leave with no doubt Im on the block with a couple blocks and a couple knots Looks like a nigga is really building blocks Dawg on top of that bitch You can see the sick side of this red nose pit Yo inactual shit dont even exist Like a backwards sentence you aint making no sense Evil knievel constantly stuntin on niggas Like a toilet seat constantly shittin on niggas Psychotic loco mentally deranged in the brain Yall niggas dont know what Im saying My shit complex yall shit just plain Like a brown bag of m&ms yall niggas is lame Hook Lames stay in ya lane Cause the shit i spit is high oktane Yall cant obtain what i bring to the table Nigga Im the kane and yall aint able

I want you To live in my bed Why dont you Just live in my bed Then I can wake up To your face Whenever I open up my eyes So why dont you just live in my bed Pack your bags Come get away baby dont look back I got a pillow with your name on it Dont hesitate to put your head on it Just stay the weekend My bed will make you want to move in If you wanna we can sleep in Baby heres a proposition Listen I want you To live in my bed Why dont you Just live in my bed Then I can wake up To your face Whenever I open up my eyes So why dont you just live in my bed Baby come here Hit the freeway then I switch gears Drive pass to it, let my love pass through it Wed be living in the mist of the wonder years We can hear the drop of tears Every time we drop the top Do it anywhere, do it here, do it there Leave the mall and do it in a parking lot Ooo, you look so sexy Not to many impress me Then she reply My God, boy, shut the fuck up and just undress me Damn youre gorgeous Runnin circles in my head Now baby girl, pack your bags and catch a cab I want you To live in my bed Why dont you Just live in my bed Then I can wake up To your face Whenever I open up my eyes So why dont you just live in my bed

My love for music, my passion for it, you know thats my life, you know? Its not just a job for me, its truly a lifestyle. I wake up, I think about or a verse, I go to sleep Im thinking about it. I walk out, throughout my day, you know I think about music. During the Revolt interview, Lamar was also talked about the important role that music plays in his life today. Its just something I breathe now, I didnt always breathe it. I always was a fan of it, but now I really live it. Thats inspiration within itself. Well be going into the middle of December, which is a blessing, a lot of people dont get the opportunity to be on a major stage in front of that many people and be able to learn. Im just taking it all in stride and being a student of the game because Kanye , hes a great performer. Im not too shabby, like I said, again, but Im just there really to challenge myself, grow myself and take that next level. During the brief interview, Lamar was also asked about what his next steps are. Really getting back in that studio, locking in. Just keep continue with music, continue challenging myself. I dont really got much goin on outside of music. So, thats about it.

I spend most of my days with fleeting thoughts. Writing. Listening. And collecting old Beach cruisers. The morning rides keep me on a hill of silence. I go months without a phone. Love, loss, and grief have disturbed my comfort zone, but the glimmers of God speak through my music and family. While the world around me evolves, I reflect on what matters the most. The life in which my words will land next. As I produce my final TDE album, I feel joy to have been a part of such a cultural imprint after 17 years. The Struggles. The Success. And most importantly, the Brotherhood. May the Most High continuе to use Top Dawg as a vessel for candid crеators. As I continue to pursue my lifes calling. Theres beauty in completion. And always faith in the unknown. Thank you for keeping me in your thoughts. Ive prayed for you all. See you soon enough. -oklama

Hello u smell like yellow and u r a fellow and a violin is playing to you next of kin and i fucker her raw and its almost like SAW ™ loui smells of chewing gum because his mum is fun ;) but then he decapitates a furry that goes by the name of james and then he sex lia and i sex his mum the end XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

Run, nigga, run, a pater-rollerll catch you Run, nigga, run, youd better get away Run, nigga, run, a pater-rollerll catch you Run, nigga, run, youd better get away Nigga run, run so fast, caught in the head of a hornets nest Run, nigga, run, a pater-rollerll catch you Run, nigga, run, youd better get away Nigga run through the field, a black snake caught him by the heels Run, nigga, run, a pater-rollerll catch you Run, nigga, run, youd better get away Oh, nigga run nigga flew, and the bears will get a white man too Run, nigga, run, a pater-rollerll catch you Run, nigga, run, youd better get away Run so fast, nigga wont steal, i caught three in my cornfield Run, nigga, run, a pater-rollerll catch you Run, nigga, run, youd better get away One had a bushel and one had a peck, one had a rope hung around his neck Run, nigga, run, a pater-rollerll catch you Run, nigga, run, youd better get away Hey Mr.Patty roller dont catch me, catch that nigga behind that tree Run, nigga, run, a pater-rollerll catch you Run, nigga, run, youd better get away Nigga run, run so fast, caught in the head of a hornets nest Run, nigga, run, a pater-rollerll catch you Run, nigga, run, youd better get away Nigga run through the field, a black snake caught him by the heels Run, nigga, run, a pater-rollerll catch you Run, nigga, run, youd better get away

Ain’t Saying I’m perfect I love my Bruddas I Slag iron for em Free All My Niggas Locked Up doing time For it Impact for that chopper hit His head make a loud Noise Really cam from the bottom Want something gotta Grind for it  Where I came from Niggas Wildin & Inve gotta keep Ya gun Told My Son Daddy A Savage I Kant go for none Mama know I’m Thuggin Ride around wit em drums Know how I’m coming real street Niggas Idgaf Told Jasmin Our love is forever Ain’t no switching up My heart was down Bad She picked me up Tell me calm down I got A son I gotta which it Up Spend a bin & hope Out I’m tryna burn em up Since talking like he steppin But he ain’t cut like us My Bruddas really On dummy They know to keep it tucked They ride around tweaking tryn Let it bust Where I came from Gotta keep a gun No I ain’t prefect Was it worth it A lot shit changed Got a son to look after ain’t No letting up Wanna Apologize mama for all da Times I was fucking up In and out of different Acacian But ya neva gave up I was ten toes down behind My Bruddas I Neva gaf Dear a nigga play wit us N dis Club we gone send it up Hope out wit dat 30 Watch it rip em up Kle told me switch ya style I’m tryna change it up Did so much wrong Get a bag trying make it up

I said Im geeked and Im fired up All I want tonight is just get high Girl, you look so good, its to die for Ooh, that pussy good, its to die for Its a secret society Oh yes, Its drugs All we got is us Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty Kung Fu Kenny now My resume is real enough for two millenniums A better way to make a wave, stop defendin them I meditate and moderate all of my wins again Im hangin on the fence again Im always on your mind I put my lyric and my lifeline on the line And aint no limit when I might shine, might grind You rollin with it at the right time, right now Bad girl Riri now Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, leave it now On your pulse like its EDM Gas in the bitch like its premium Haul ass on a bitch all in the fast lane Been a bad bitch way before any cash came Im established, hundred carats on my name Run the atlas, Im a natural, Im alright Im a savage, Im a asshole, Im a king Shimmy ya, shimmy ya, shimmy ya rah You can tell your nigga he can meet me outside You can babysit him when I leave him outside Aint no other love like the one I know I done been down so long lost hope I done came down so hard I slowed Honestly forever, all a real nigga want I said Im geeked and Im fired up All I want tonight is just to get high up All I want is, all I want is Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty 10-4, no switchin sides Feel somethin wrong You actin shifty, you dont vibe With me no more, I need Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty Tell me who you loyal to Is it money? Is it fame? Is it weed? Is it drink? Is it comin down with the loud pipes in the rain? Big chillin, only for the power in your name Tell me who you loyal to Is it love for the streets when the lights get dark? Is it unconditional when the Rari dont start? Tell me when your loyalty is comin from the heart Tell me who you loyal to Do it start with your woman or your man? Do it end with your family and friends? Are you loyal to yourself in advance? I said, tell me who you loyal to Is it anybody that you would lie for? Anybody you would slide for? Anybody you would die for? Thats what God for I said Im geeked and Im fired up All I want tonight is just to get high up All I want is, all I want is Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty 10-4, no switchin sides Feel somethin wrong You actin shifty, you dont vibe With me no more, I need Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty Its so hard to be humble Its so hard to be Lord knows Im tryin Lord knows Im dyin, baby

Oh, hey Oh, oh hey Oh, oh, oh hey Uh oh, uh oh I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, no I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know Wasted And the more I drink, 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 Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, no I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know And every time I go out, yeah I hear it from this one, I hear it from that one That you got someone new Yeah, I see but dont believe it Even in my head, youre still in my bed 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 Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, no I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know No more “please stop” No more hashtag bood up screenshots No more tryin make me jealous on your birthday You know just how I made you better on your birthday, oh Do he do you like this, do he woo you like this? Do he lay it down for you, touch your poona like this? Matter fact, never mind, well let the past be May be his right now, but your bodys still me, whoa I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, no I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know, know, know, know Whos taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh I dont wanna know Oh hey Oh, oh hey Oh, oh, oh hey Uh oh, uh oh

All of the studios Cut off the lights Persuasive invasion, that could cost our life Head in the clouds but my vision alright Looking though fog, yeah my head at the night Audio cardio, I jog your brain Just like Im Kanye, they think I’m insane Look up to God and he calling my name How can I handle the faith and the fame

Tryna rain, tryna rain on the thunder Tell the storm Im new Ima walk, Ima march on the regular Painting white flags blue Lord, forgive me, Ive been running Running blind in truth Ima rain, Ima rain on this bitter love Tell the sweet Im new Im telling these tears, Go and fall away, fall away, oh May the last one burn into flames Freedom! Freedom! I cant move Freedom, cut me loose! Yeah Freedom! Freedom! Where are you? Cause I need freedom, too! I break chains all by myself Wont let my freedom rot in hell Hey! Ima keep running Cause a winner dont quit on themselves, no Ima wadе, Ima wave through the waters Tеll the tide, Dont move Ima riot, Ima riot through your borders Call me bulletproof Lord, forgive me, Ive been runnin Runnin blind in truth Ima wade, Ima wave on your bitter love Tell the deep Im new Im telling these tears, Go and fall away, fall away, oh May the last one burn into flames Freedom! Freedom! I cant move Freedom, cut me loose! Freedom! Freedom! Where are you? Cause I need freedom, too! I break chains all by myself Wont let my freedom rot in hell Hey! Ima keep running Cause a winner dont quit on themselves, no No, baby I said Come on Freedom! Freedom! I cant move Freedom, cut me loose! Yeah Freedom! Freedom! Where are you? Cause I need freedom, too! I break chains all by myself Wont let my freedom rot in hell Hey! Ima keep running Cause a winner dont quit on themselves What you want from me? Is it truth you seek? Oh, father, can you hear me? What you want from me? Is it truth you seek? Oh, father, can you hear me? Hear me out

Cada negro es una estrella, ey, cada negro es una estrella Cada negro es una estrella, ey, cada negro es una estrella Cada negro es una estrella, ey ¿Quién va a negar que tú y yo y cada negro es una estrella? Hit me! Cuando las cuatro esquinas de este capullo colisionen Te resbalarás a través de las grietas esperando sobrevivir Acumula tu ingenio, mira profundamente hacia adentro ¿Realmente eres quien idolizan? Enchular una mariposa Al principio, sí te amaba Pero ahora solo quiero follar Noches tardías pensando en ti Hasta conseguir venirme Arrojado y volteado, lección aprendida Fuiste mi primera novia Puentes quemados, a través del tablero Destruido, ¿pero para qué? Cuando me contraten, amigo, me haré el tonto Darle a la pista de baile, luces estroboscópicas en la sala Robarme a tu pequeña perra secretaria para los amigos Diablo de ojos azules con un mono de culo gordo Me compraré un Caddy nuevo con bogas Representaré al barrio, dos veces, .24 Platino en todo, platino en un anillo de bodas Casado con el juego y con una perra mala elegida Cuando me contraten, amigo, compraré un arma Directo de la CIA, manteniéndola en mi regazo Llevaré algunos M-16 al barrio Pasarlos todos en la cuadra, ¿Qué tal? Pondré el Swap Meet de Compton junto a la Casa Blanca Candidato republicano, seré golpeado Hablar con el presidente con una cubana en el cuello No educado, pero conseguí un cheque de un millón de dólares así No debimos dar No debimos dar a los negros dinero Vuelve a casa, dinero, vuelve a casa No debimos dar No debimos dar a los negros dinero Vuelve a casa, dinero, vuelve a casa Al principio, sí te amaba Pero ahora solo quiero follar Noches tardías pensando en ti Hasta conseguir venirme Arrojado y volteado, lección aprendida Fuiste mi primera novia Puentes quemados, a través del tablero Destruido, ¿pero para qué? Ey, ¿qué tal? Es Dre ¿Recuerdas la primera vez que viniste a la casa? Dijiste que querías un lugar como el mío Pero recuerda, todos pueden obtenerlo Lo difícil es mantenerlo, hijo de puta ¿Qué quieres? ¿Una casa o un auto? ¿Cuarenta acres y una mula, un piano, una guitarra? Cualquier cosa, mira, mi nombre es el tío Sam, soy tu amigo Hijo de puta, puedes vivir en el mall Conozco a los tuyos No tengo pruebas Págame luego, ponte esos lagartos ¿Cliché? Luego di, A la mierda tus haters Puedo ver el derroche en ti, puedo ver el dólar en ti Pequeñas mentiras blancas, pero no hay collar blanco en ti Pero no importa porque aún te sigo Porque me haces vivir por siempre, bebé Cuéntalo todo junto, bebé Luego ve al cajero y hazme sentir mejor, bebé Tu horóscopo es géminis, dos lados Así que mejor compra todo dos veces Dos coupés, dos cadenas, dos de $100 Demasiado no es suficiente, ambos sabemos Navidad, diles qué hay en tu lista de deseos Consiguelo todo, lo mereces, Kendrick Y cuando llegues a la Casa Blanca, haz lo tuyo Pero recuerda, no pasaste economía en la escuela Y todo lo que compres, los impuestos lo negarán Te haré un Wesley Snipe antes de los treinta y cinco Sí, mirando abajo, es una gran caída Viéndote bien estando en la cima Tienes una medalla para nosotros Dejando metáforas metafisicamente en un estado de euforia Mira dos veces antes de cruzar por mi mente No debimos dar No debimos dar a los negros dinero Vuelve a casa, dinero, vuelve a casa No debimos dar No debimos dar a los negros dinero Vuelve a casa, dinero, vuelve a casa Viene el recaudador, viene el recaudador Viene el recaudador, viene el recaudador Viene el recaudador, viene el recaudador Viene el recaudador, viene el recaudador

At the end of it all No one wants to drink alone Baby, thats how it goes Don’t walk away from me Fragmented memories Sentences incomplete Thats when she said Dont wanna put up a fight anymore I’m down to the end of my rope And Im freefalling Ill search inside myself I need to know why I act this way A whisper turns to a scream I cant ignore it no more At the end of it all No one wants to drink alone Baby, thats how it goes From my eyewitness binoculars To Argentina and Africa We mastered the pressure Hazardous , harassing us You laugh at us More accurate at bagging dimes, now we bagging rhymes Bodybags, price tags on your forehead Nine times out of ten, young niggas are nine or ten When the line becomes thin: be a killer or fireman Fill up the lavish pen if I needed to right my wrongs I cant deny sin, condolences through these palms I remember when your cousin was coming home My bitch, why we plotted to kill him cause we ain’t know him Unfamiliar faces make niggas nervous Convicted court cases might hit the surface Restricted territories might come through lurkin’ We aint want none of that urgent call Well, I’ma act Turk and fall on my identity, percocets For all the headaches, Im bout to bring confetti Tumble out this barrel soon as it ring, you ready? That was the word for we moved on ’em Treat him like Joe the Plumber I wonder if someone come and can see this tool on him Immature and retarded is what you call me Your cousin want coming home from the pen but from the army If I can right my wrongs and pen this verse I read Even though a bullet hit him in the leg, still walk on by At the end of it all No one wants to drink alone Baby thats how it goes Dont walk away from me

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Designer head to toe I sip to the head and float I already bagged the pole You niggas too scared to go Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey I clean up like hands and soap Get a mink, let it drag on the floor Its a nine in the bag that I tote Workin’ hard, we aint havin no hope Put the pussy on a pedestal Put the pussy on a high horse That pussy to die for That pussy to die for Peter Piper picked a pepper So I could pick your brain and put your heart together We depart the shady parts and party hard The diamonds yours, the coupe forever My best shots might shoot forever like I want to press my like, yeah, I wanna press my I want a green light, I wanna be like I wanna press my line, yeah I wanna take that ride, yeah Im gonna press my line I want a green light, I wanna be like, I wanna press my— Mama, dear, spare your feelings Im relivin moments, peeling more residual buy the building, burn the building Take your bitch, rebuild the building just to fuck some more justify my love for you And touch the sky for God to stop, debating war Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Designer head to toe I sip to the head and float I already bagged the pole You niggas too scared to go Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey I clean up like hands and soap Get a mink, let it drag on the floor Its a nine in the bag that I tote Workin hard, we aint havin no hope Bitch, I’m the man Did it with no advance Gave my nigga a chance Tryna see what he gon’ do He done ran up them bands I done got me some bands too I could drip on the Gram too Said my hood like the damn zoo I can’t decide, which foreign car Ima ride, mmh That Phantom Rolls body is wide I made the boy bleed like the watts, mmh I put some more rocks in the watch Middle finger to the cops, mmh Me against the world like 2Pac Say the wrong word, get you shot The whole world love you when you hot I crank up and start soarin My heart is torn Shoot a movie like Barry Gordon A star was born Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Designer head to toe I sip to the head and float I already bagged the pole You niggas too scared to go Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey I clean up like hands and soap Get a mink, let it drag on the floor Its a nine in the bag that I tote Workin hard, we aint havin no hope Go, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Яу, яу, яу Это ебучий мкиджей, блять! Пох фристайл, бля Йе, йе! А! Воу На мне свитшот Desaster Web Ведь я крутой А ты идешь нахой Ведь ты не панк.. Я ебал тебя в рот потому что ты не панк И я реальный панк, а.. Мне похуй на алкоголь, потому я пью молоко Ты ебаный долбаеб! Иди нахуй, сука! Иди нахуй, сука, а Я обожаю бошки Еб Марию Кошкину Ведь я, сука блять, мкиджей А ты нет Потому что ты не крутой нихуя Иди-ка ты сука на три хуя-я-я Свитшот Desaster Web на мне, ведь я крутой Я ору панки хой, блять, хой, хой Иди соси мой хой Ведь ты блять говнооо ебаааа сука бля Аааааааддпдададда Ву-ву Ахххахавоувууву Извините блять за мамбл Я кидаю снюс, ведь я люблю снюс Посмотрел ньюс, там несут хуйню, блять, опять Заебали эти пидарасы по телеку Посмотрю ютуб и там.. Там тоже хуйню несут, но там хотя бы ржачно Иди нахуй, блять, жвачка, йоу) АХАХ АХАХАХАХАХ Я! На трэп хате тусуюсь, блять, с тверскими.. Потому что мы, блять, крутые пацаны А ты соси мой хуй, сука йоу ебал Потому что ты ЛОХ! Иди, блять, нахуй Мне как-то пох на то, что ты там в интернете пиздел Иди нахуй, ты - бездельник! Я таких вижу везде Ведь ты ПИДР, иди нахуй Я ебал тебя в рот, иди нахуй Потому что ты урод, ПА! 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. АААААААААААААААААААААААААА

Nobody play with me If you dont play legit Way Ayy, all these players with advantages I treat so scandalous Finnesing nigga with they hackin shit, how do they manage this? Lyin, cheatin, stealin fuckin up the shit for averages New day with a new game, but its ruined by these challenges I just wanna hop into a lobby when I wake up Steal a Whip, and kill a couple niggas get my cake up But these niggas make me mad, Im feelin like a Game Grump Pull up on your block, and shoot you down like its Hatred AM to the PM, PM to the AM, dunk Chеck out my per diem, kill em likе Im Liam Dunk K. Dot the host Ill kick you, like Im a Korean dunk K. Dot aint got no time, for pussy niggas cheatin dunk Bad attitude will make you Kendrick rival Right hook put you niggas in a spiral Im just tryna make these bills like Im Nye hoe But you fuckin up my grind, so bitch stop hackin Back out, Stop hackin Back out Stop hackin Back out, Stop hackin Back out Stop hackin

Pour up , head shot Sit down , stand up Pass out , wake up Faded , faded I wanna stay, I wanna go round again Already been here too many times before And I wanna play, please let me stay, powers a game Dont wanna bend it, it defies the law And I want a place where I can go now and again Already been here too many times before And Im gonna pay, please let me stay, powers the shame Gotta hold and mend it, it decries the fault When I lay down you can bet I have found where I wanna be And all around where I tread Are all the sounds that I found full of love for me Its so profound and you can bet That I have found where I wanna be And all the love in every breath All around, in my back, right in front of me Pour up , head shot Sit down , stand up Pass out , wake up Faded , faded This backward of ways, bad for the place, powers the flame Dont wanna waste this, they are tiresome, oh And I got a face that I could show now and again You ready seen far too many times for sure Now I got a space that I can lay now and again Already laid here too many times, oh Lord And I got a place, follow the race, powers the blame Gotta hold and mend it, it defies the law When I lay down you can bet I have found where I wanna be And all around where I tread Are all the sounds that I found full of love for me Its so profound and you can bet That I have found where I wanna be And all the love in every breath All around, in my back, right in front of me Pour up , head shot Sit down , stand up Pass out , wake up Faded , faded Too much, too many, too little time No search, no bad pennies, no crime Why you babysittin only two or three shots? Ima show you how to turn it up a notch First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it I wave a few bottles, then I watch em all flock All the boys wanna play Baywatch I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it Pool full of liquor, Ima dive in it Pour up , head shot Sit down , stand up Pass out , wake up Faded , faded

Ayy, ayy, ayy My bitch too foreign, need a visa I dont need her Pull up drop top with a eater Two seater New bitch wanna fuck to my AP New freezer I woke up thinkin bout bands Hop off a jet to a check when I land My bitch too foreign, need a visa I dont need her Pull up drop top with a eater Two seater New bitch wanna fuck to my AP New freezer I woke up thinkin bout bands Hop off a jet to a check when I land I woke up thinkin bout bands Hop off a jet to a check when I land My bitch too foreign, need a visa I dont need her Pull up drop top with a eater Two seater New bitch wanna fuck to my AP New freezer I woke up thinkin bout bands Hop off a—, hop off a— Big shot Peanut butter insides Outside, cocaine white, body look like Gentiles Rule of the day, get a view every day Get a bitch with a tan by the pool every day Get a clip with a plan, give a jewel every day Get a bitch with a tan by the pool every day Get a clip with a plan, give a jewel every day Get a clip with a plan, give a jewel every day Get a bitch, bitch, bitch every day, get a— Get a bitch with a tan by the pool every day Get a clip with a plan, give a jewel every day Get a clip with a plan, give a jewel every day Get a bitch with a—, bitch with a tan Talkin to Top about business again He want a lot with new Bentleys again I want some top from like two sets of twins Twinnie twin twins, yeah, yeah Ayy, bitch , where your friends? Yeah, yeah switch , she wont end, yeah, yeah Ball em in, fallin in bundles of flowers like parliament Never know, big dawg like ours My bitch too foreign, need a visa I dont need her Pull up drop top with a eater Two seater New bitch wanna fuck to my AP New freezer I woke up thinkin bout bands Hop off a jet to a check when I land Hop off a jet to a check when I land Whethan, Louis Whethan, Louis

Its all about this money, kid Its all about this money, C.R.E.A.M Ynamean? I gotta get it, son I gotta get it, my pockets hurt again (Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M., get the money) Starvin out here, yo I grew up on the crime side The LA Times-side Wrong turn might mean homicide Used to move with the Rupers Talk shit, well shoot ya At your dice game, rob ya for your moolah Its like that Cash rules everything Fiends strung out So they try to sell you anything Listen son Never sell crack for fun I was hungry A nigga sold crack for funds Had to get my weight up Enemies, sprayed up Got rid of the whole brick, and then we re-up Sittin in a money spot Cookin up the product You tried to infiltrate the shop You got shot up Lil kids in the projects They wanna be us No father figures Nothin that you could teach us Ghetto streets-raised Is blowin weed and Black & Milds Gangbangin Cane-slangin for deaths and miles Livin wild Young, black, and dont give a fuck Just a young hustler Specializing in getting bucks Nigga, some garden is where we get our hustle at Aint shit to say even one time We bussin that Theres no discrimination You will get assassinated for the paper Shoot first and ask questions later See ya later, alligator As your casket drop Then we back to the block And we steady sayin Yo, straight up son Thats what its about Its all about this cream, yall Cash rules everything around me Ynamean? Snotty-nosed kid with dreams of getting C.R.E.A.M Like cake batter By any means, son We make your face splatter Word life I never understood the broke type Thinkin back then when I hustled my first stolen bike I used to gamble with silver dollars Now I gamble with Benjamin Franklins, Dom Pérignon, and lobster Money-making for real, kid Im tryin stay fresh like Will did Back in the 90s Killer bees behind me Swarming anything that enter the perimeter Of this money-making machine When winter come It goes down We balls out And you? You just out of bounds Without a doubt We move in unison You move like a Honda with the brakes gone out Out of control You just might Powder your nose If you step on the mic after me Drug residue Every time I leave the booth You fall far behind A time machine cant save you Me? Im ahead of the pack Like a high-speed pursuit We kick flows Then rekick em like kung fu Im Bruce Lee Whether Nikes or Timbos Beefcake the poppy, see We aint scared to shoot Carry three pieces on me Like a Steve Harvey suit Im on my Method Man shit The 3 west coast Wu Tang members now exist For the C.R.E.A.M. I beam to retrieve it Believe it I aint only sowin, I reapin Benefits up the asshole Is that so? Damn straight Fabricated transaction by a handshake I win by a landslide Scopin your landscape Kick in the damn door Give me your damn safe They all say crime dont pay But if itll get me more than what this 9-to-5 gon pay Rock, let me borrow the K Hit my adversaries Id rather it be a bullet than my vocabulary Currently stash currency in the shoebox For emergency purposes only So Im never worthless Bubblin like a bottom of my way Way, stacks so fat Benjamins growin a double chin Raised the quota for quotas Hunnid dollar knot holders Livin that dream Gettin that C.R.E.A.M It take 36 Chambers Thats 18 double-barrel shotties aimed at everybody in the way No gettin between this Just a genius Inspect your deck No money involved? Expect eject Yo, its only for Cuban links And your necklace is anorexic Get your weight up Im runnin to the bank like Im off a bounce pass Then I layup I live every day up Top notch In other words Stay up

Love, lets talk about love Is it anything and everything you hoped for? Or do the feeling haunt you? I know the feeling haunt you This may be the night that my dreams might let me know All the stars are closer All the stars are closer All the stars are closer This may be the night that my dreams might let me know All the stars are closer All the stars are closer All the stars are closer Tell me what you gon do to me Confrontation aint nothin new to me You can bring a story, bring your words, bring em all But you cant bring thе truth to me Not you and all your expectations I dont еven want your congratulations I recognize your false confidence And calculated promises all in your conversation Tell my momma, thats the realest thing Love, lets talk about love Is it anything and everything you hoped for? Or do the feeling haunt you? I know the feeling haunt you This may be the night that my dreams might let me know All the stars are closer All the stars are closer All the stars are closer This may be the night that my dreams might let me know All the stars are closer All the stars are closer All the stars are closer Its covered in ego Get to talkin like ya involved, like a rebound Got no end game, got no reason, got to stay down Its the way that you making me feel cause it feels good I wouldnt do it at all if it feel bad Better live your life, were runnin out of time Love, lets talk about love Is it anything and everything you hoped for? Or do the feeling haunt you? I know the feeling haunt you This may be the night that my dreams might let me know All the stars are closer All the stars are closer All the stars are closer This may be the night that my dreams might let me know All the stars are closer All the stars are closer All the stars are closer

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.

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Niggas always talk about how many cars they got Where Im from might get you popped Cause these , they dont give a fuck about nothing Fast car, fly bitches, or big face hundreds That gang bang shit, I did it and done it projects, the land of the I lost so many homies cant see what its coming Yeah Im feeling like , and I started from scratch I give anything to bring my grandmas back get my unk off crack Now I gotta watch my back, cause I got cash Im in the fast lane, haters wanna see me crash Bitches didnt like me then, wanna see me bad I just roll past and laugh, like kiss my ass Welcome to , wars here The Glock click clack I drop bombs like the conspearicy, 9 1 1 I do it like them bread and butter I keep the on me though Im getting closer my first step hits like a domestic husband would do I dont know shit, know Im sick without the flew The doctors cant cure for it Catch me in a Coope, aqua tint album placements We aint on the same level fool, I live in the Matrix Anything that you say that you got pistol on my back if a nigga leave without it drive bye, car that drive bye I aint tryna be a I aint tryna get blistered, my eyes wide Tryna stay alive the streets and Rock will shoot you down, price on your head shots where you lay You niggas blind homie, if you think Im lieing homie Im thinking to myself, like who would ride for me? If I die, who will shed a tear for me? So I ride slow, with I aint tryna live Better think twice dawg, if you thinking of aproaching me have your body sauring Im finest, yes Im the sure thing Married to this game, no plans of devorsing

Sits on a studio couch, what the fuck am I thinking about? Thinking bout living without Past, present Dr. Dre I tripped off 600 seconds 10 minutes exact explore, George what Im curious for Like what if Pac never to get them shots through the door? They say Suge did it, but he was in imerginsy clinic get someone else killed But in the process get dont make sence Its like the code, tryna solve the crime of these rap souls What if Big never did it big? Never went to LA, Wouldve made my flow more was fucking with Hov if it wasnt personal, if Jay wasnt intemet Probably be less people listening Thinking its a poblisity stunt, what if he partnered with Jay? Still didnt pull over Nothing different, quite similar my copasity, thinking about Martin Luther on the balkany What if the shooter What if Malcolm on his side? Kill 2 birds with 1 stone, both wouldve died Now lets rewind Imagine Can you imagine? in the sky Can you imagine? Imagine if Tooky was a Blood? No disrespect, thered b more Bloods than Crips Dominating the population of LA Orange County, the vally Imagine if we didnt really start this gangsta shit Yall wouldnt have nothing to spit No drive byes, no flags hanging out pockets just rapping like Crush Crew perseption walking be alive Or would he have been lost his life to the streets? Not to mention, no cars in that driveway What if Freeway Rick never was a kingpin? On this LA strip with these rap niggas What if rap niggas never had rap? ass backwards Now these rappers getting caught with the cocaine, to smoke, not to slang Imagine that, people not knowing that these rap niggas is insane Just think about it Imagine Can you imagine? in the sky Can you imagine? Imagine life without death Would you even feel alive? what if they never died? Imagine seeing your mom cry tears of happiness Knowing her son safe and she aint lose him to this maddness A street living with a crack epodemic Never reached the projects, they destroyed our buildings Turned most of us to killers, inesent victoms Imagine if didnt effect our systom They say drug money funded labels today What about the drug money thats funding the CIA? Imagine if they would try to fix these streets Would they start in the hood? Or executive sweets? Where the real criminals meet, and principle beef you could possibly live without heat Imagine if Al Gore had won that election The twin tower buildings still standing Imagine without wittness protection Would it be this many cowards on the stand telling? I dont know, Im just speaking my mind Lost in my own soul, lets press rewind Imagine

wont change give up that life Someone always gets in the hood In the hood, in the hood for gangsters Everyones banging, wannabe bangers by these rap singers that raised us consequence of gun battles And police chases They dont want the hood life, they want hood relations radio stations I been there, done that, lost a lotta homies over this shit See my relitives buy crack pack Give to me So my moms can eat Dawg I see struggle where I live, its But I cant stop, wont stop, Getting payed off my pain Thats the drop wont change give up that life Someone always gets in the hood In the hood, in the hood Drug dealers on the block, feends looking for hard rock Niggas on the rooftop, choppers aint afraid of coppers They come through, they seeing them doctors Put them in I.C.U Get them hood rats poison ivy too From hustlers that wanna harvest it Dice games played on the side of the building children Now adays anybody can play the victom Straight bullits In the city Niggas go on project living And thats why I cant stop, wont stop Till yall do stop getting payed off my pain Just the backdrop wont change give up that life Someone always gets in the hood In the hood, in the hood hold hands Give them a mouthfull like the neighborhood dental everything they pretend to Be, the streets, lay down on the ground And sleep This my home like first base Balling on the curb like a pitcher The erge of a 187 like the white T dump the gun and just start running The ghetto chef onion tear you apart Cant stop, wont stop Till everybody stop Payed off our pain Thats the backdrop wont change give up that life Someone always gets in the hood In the hood, in the hood

Niggas mad that I can rap Just imagine if I stayed in the trap Cooking up chickens like Colonel Sanders up in the kitchen I spit it like Im reminiscin Make it a premonition Listen I was just a lad on my project steps Now that Im thinking back, the projects was the best But niggas mad that I can rap They even turn they heads when they giving me dap Because they bitches heads always fall in my lap I just jump and I swim, and I run me a lap I wish Q-Tip wouldve given me this track I wouldve boddied it, like the aftermath or shotty kicks Supеrb, with my nouns and verbs I can splurge a rhyme, or takе a rappers critical lifeline On my life Im not lying They bite mine, Im a pipe bomb, squeezin the game Big guns like SOCOM, I got aim Troopas bazookas could shoot down planes But thats another note Let me bless you with another quote I remain unseen, grab you a telescope Im hella dope like like 36 os of coke Round table, mixin Hennesy with the coke This gonna be a cold winter, better buy a coat Top Dog money gang, nigga we a cult I aint got a bank account, dawg I got a vault And you got my name in your mouth by the gulp I withstand all that, give me my check and respect, I demand all that Before I blam all that And my gun dont jam like that, bombaclot Get your mama shot, me fear none Where the rum, Jay Rock? Go head and flex I be at them niggas necks like a racist cop Just better hope they stay afloat like a boat at the dock Somebody call me a doc, Im bout to lose it Ironically Im smart as , but my flow stupid So stupid that I closed my eyes, wrote a rhyme By my fourteenth bar, envisioned The Three Stooges Expression of the shit I write is like who pooed it? I shit on a rapper, then make they wifey call me Brutus However we can do this Flow sharper than a machete And I can stab you in the back like Im Judas You rap like your raps is the hottest or the coolest I rap like Im wrapped in the hands of a god Throw a fire bar then I scream out HADUKEN Im Ryu when I ride through, how you Pyrus and the Crips say how you? Because I turn a session into a typhoon And boogie boys couldnt last one second, two But niggas mad that I can rap My arsenal make you look all bad for a rack And you can admire me in the lab for a rack I need a variety, bitches of cosmetology that could jump on the head But you can keep all the rats, just model bitches with ass That sit on top of they backs Im on top and Im back For the first time like a newborn spinal cord Thats a line, press record Whats goin on? Why do you refuse to Feel me, feel me, feel me Lord, I need you to Feel me, feel me, feel me

Tunchi Niggas hatin, bitches hatin Niggas hatin, bitches hatin Rolls-Royce Young boy looking to make a bad choice Dropped out of school but a nigga did fine Dropped out of school but a nigga did fine Rolls-Royce Young boy looking to make a bad choice Dropped out of school but a nigga did fine Dropped out of school but a nigga did fine Niggas hatin, bitches hatin Niggas hatin, bitches hatin Niggas hatin, bitches hatin Niggas hatin, bitches hatin Its mine I spend it, its mine I spend it Its mine I spend it, its mine I spend it Its mine I spend it, its mine I spend it Its mine I spend it, its mine I spend it Niggas hatin, bitches hatin Niggas hatin, bitches hatin Niggas hatin, bitches hatin Niggas hatin, bitches hatin Rolls-Royce Young boy looking to make a bad choice Dropped out of school but a nigga did fine Dropped out of school but a nigga did fine Rolls-Royce Young boy looking to make a bad choice Dropped out of school but a nigga did fine Dropped out of school but a nigga did fine What goes around comes around Yeah What goes around comes around You should know that What goes around comes around Yeah What goes around comes around You should know that Hey, girl Is he everything you wanted in a man? You know I gave you the world You had me in the palm of your hand So why your love went away I just cant seem to understand Thought it was me and you, baby Me and you until the end, but I guess I was wrong

Hold on,let’s get this shit Let’s get this shit Let’s get this shit Let’s hmmm Top of the mornin Top of the mornin Top of the mornin Top of the mornin Top of the mornin Top of the mornin Top of the mornin Hold on,let’s get this shit Let’s get this shit Let’s fart noise Exactly Clapping in between her two asscheeks Lil bitch,don’t ask me This ride is tax free Might pull over in a Taxi You think that this is so relaxing Shit all in my Cartier frames Shit won’t be the same These other niggas fart noise They fucking lame I just took a shit on the whole rap game I like my money in blue faces That is where your face got hit Sponge Gang Sponge Gang Sponge Gang I know you ain’t the shit,you fucking lame Control the game,control the game,control the game Now tell me what’s my fucking name? We some billionaires,we built like the Waynes Mama found my stash of hidden cocaine God gon finesse the game,finesse the game Whenever I do this shit,I look up to Lil Wayne Cause he’s the goat and I ain’t even playin Like what these niggas on?

You cant clone us west coast niggas So stop tryna clone us west coast niggas You cant clone us west coast niggas You can stop tryna clone us west coast niggas Its the big black , the killer, the 40 ounce spiller reason Gang bangers, the marijuana crop growers Niggas know County jail low riders in the Coupe slingers now he taking it back black rader hat Niggas still taking from us, look where the raders at Wear your chains out here, we got niggas afraid of that Like a nigga fresh out, with his hair braided back That aint hip hop, thats gangsta rap I told yall You cant clone us west coast niggas So stop tryna clone us west coast niggas You cant clone us west coast niggas You can stop tryna clone us west coast niggas They tryna clone us west coast niggas Thats why we postpone, and when you call, we cant pick up the phone They got us tappin, loving our songs since way back Now a days, they wonder Nigga, you aint tryna block no sun rays Matter fact, your flag hanging out the wrong way You aint never no tags You wouldnt know about nickle and dime bags of chronic Im just tryna be honest You took it Put find it We not blinded You cant clone us west coast niggas So stop tryna clone us west coast niggas You cant clone us west coast niggas You can stop tryna clone us west coast niggas We some west coast niggas for real We the only ones, you cant clone us chump So stop it Same old shit, but a different day Same gass, same clip 6 4 Nigga welcome to that gang bng And if you perpitrait, slugs through your vertibray Then its too late for apoligies 44 spit out shells like You doing it wrong, that aint me homie Im taking my shit back with interest Nigga we started this G shit end this motherfucker You cant clone us west coast niggas So stop tryna clone us west coast niggas You cant clone us west coast niggas You can stop tryna clone us west coast niggas

And everybody know the story of David and Goliath But this is bigger than triumph This is for the warrior, this is for you and I This is for euphoria, give me a piece of mind God is recording this, wont you look in the sky? Tell him that you got the behavior of your neighbor Even when stabilitys never in your favor Fly with the turbulence, only last a minute Land on your dreams, and recognize you live it Walk through the valley and peaks, with bare feet Run through the flames, thats more passion for me I passed testimony just so the world can see My battle wounds on me, you watching me lick ‘em clean I know, I know, my pride, my goals, my highs, my lows I know, I know, its mind control I know I could prosper, no impostor, prosecute my posture I stand up and I stand by ya, what? I am a freedom fighter, the name that history wrote And even through disaster, eye of the tiger for hope Im trying to find my way back, theres no day off for heroes And even when Im tired, go is the only word I know And the night is takin over, and the moonlight gets exposure And the players have been chosen, and it seems like fate has spoken When it seems your faith has broken, by the second, losin focus Aint no way to get off, get off, get off, get off Unless you move forward I bet they wonder how I go on, go on Ill simply say its on again, its on again, whoa-oh The world dont stop, its on again, its on again, whoa-oh I am a lonely hero, trying to fight my battles Life likes to blow the cold wind, sometimes it freezes my shadow In the midst of all this darkness, I sacrifice my ego There aint no room for selfish, we do it for the people And the night is takin over, and the moonlight gets exposure And the players have been chosen, and it seems like fate has spoken [When it seems your faith has broken, by the second, losin focus Aint no way to get off, get off, get off, get off Unless you move forward] I bet they wonder how I go on, go on Ill simply say its on again, its on again, whoa-oh The world dont stop, its on again, its on again, whoa-oh Say the work dont stop, cause they dont stop And everybody here tryna get on top Everybody from the burbs down to the block Gotta hold on tight and dont let go, let go Huh, so you think you hot? Gotta grind hard, give it all you got You can have, or you can have not You see that a lot in the ghetto, ghetto I bet they wonder how I go on, go on I bet they wonder how I go on, go on Ill simply say its on again, its on again, whoa-oh The world dont stop, its on again, its on again, whoa-oh

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Im so loaded, so low Get your cup up, so low Smoke dro, cant control it Cant control Going hard, fuck that, pass that Fuck it, Im turnt up need another bottle to turn up Fingers itchy, need some sticky to burn up Got my burner Its served up Like a sturtis, I aint new to this murder I been killing the club Mr. VIP, tell them to hurr up My nigga Wayne in the club, pass the syrup Oh They call me coad red, sippin some bottles of Now you know what that do, that get Now thats more Na Na, and thats more head Got stacks on me, I I just make it rain, when I throw it Bring the hook in Im so loaded, so low Get your cup up, so low Smoke dro, cant control it Cant control Going hard, fuck that, pass that Club rocking like a crack house Im on one, let me show you what this mac bout Im the one that your baby mama ask bout Then I leave with something, blow her back out Cause Im loaded, I cant control it Where that Hen Dog at? I want some more of it Oh thats , Oh you dont smoke, get your Straight up Now let me do my thing Let me get my on, you dont see a stane Balling like a DUI, hogging up both lanes Oh, glad that I came She tell me that you cant do it if I came Higher than a motherfucker, head in the clouds King of the west, Imma be here for a while Im so loaded, so low Get your cup up, so low Smoke dro, cant control it Cant control Going hard, fuck that, pass that

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 mе Kendrick, and I wear pendant on my shouldеr 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

Straight up out of Y City Where niggas hustling, automatic murder for sips of Henny, I had them niggas with the cemmies Tryna murder the competition Get money, thats the Slick talk out of your mouth, thatll leave your partner missing Project kitchin, where the workers whippin If you dont make dollars, you dont make sence If you dont cook you wont make shit Niggas on that bullshit, they dont wanna make money I knock the soul out your flesh if you take from me Im a hustler homie Got a mini 14 with a muffler on it Straight crush my oppanents, verbaly, mentally, physically, or lyrically cause I move too fast another one in the stash home Full time gangsta, hustler till Im gone I bet you cant outdo this Grinding homie I got If you run up Full time gangsta, hustler till Im gone Never slippin, forever pimpin Doing shows, fucking these out of town bitches I aint looking for a misses Not right now, baby I do my own dishes Two guns, two clips on the waistline No amps in the trunk, still pumpin that baseline Yeah brother, I still got it for cheep, homie That cocaine is still on me Take your pick, you want it soft, or want it hard Got the feends Carey revolvers, and I cock it Work so big, gotta move it in Got choppers like them niggas rubber bands Who tryna sell me another gram? cause I move too fast another one in the stash home Full time gangsta, hustler till Im gone I bet you cant outdo this Grinding homie I got If you run up Full time gangsta, hustler till Im gone Im a hustler nigga, Im a hustler nigga When theres beef Never trust these bitches, got my eyes on these niggas Yeah them cutthroats I got a sexy thing from Longbeach I hit That goes for those that try and run up on me If you do, you better bring your whole fucking army Homie, I tryna harm me Gat on me, two shots Dont be a dummy, just think about it Hit you in the tummy, stretch you like Gumby West Coast where my heart beats Wat City where my heart be cause I move too fast another one in the stash home Full time gangsta, hustler till Im gone I bet you cant outdo this Grinding homie I got If you run up Full time gangsta, hustler till Im gone

Chorus: I’m staying late yeah She left her man and now she with me changing pace yeah Stare at her face and I get butterflies it ain’t fair She give a blank stare She just ain’t used to get spoiled by a man who cares Verse 1: Threw my mismatch socks on then I’m walking in yo crib Yeah my last girl buggin so I told her this is it You my next boo , you gon do me right , Ima do it too Winter gon be coo , me and you , and your family too All this sleep I’m losing Out of school , now they shooting Killed my homie , seen his mother cry now I’m traumatized cause she screaming why Breakdown: Verse 2: Ooh and she be killing with the long hair , told her watch her ankle now she blushing cause she love it here Told her let me compliment her body she a hottie do a spin girl Don’t need no makeup for your skin girl That’s my queen and my hermosa touch her and I’ll air these bullets out the fucking Holster Chorus 2: Cause I know what you chasing you can only get this feeling from a thug you can only get this feeling from a thug Outro: Beauty and the beast pretty girl with a gangster I swear you still the baddest in the room with no makeup You the type of woman every hood nigga pray for I vow to stay 100 never change up

Alls my life, I has to fight Alls my life, I... Hard times like, Yah! Bad trips like, Yah! Nazareth If Im fucked up, homie, you fucked up But if God got us, then we gon be al- We gon be alright Uh, we gon be alright We gon be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon be al- We gon be alright Uh, we gon be alright We gon be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon be al- Uh, and when I wake up I recognise youre looking at me for the pay cut But homicide be looking at you from the face down What MAC-11 even boom with the bass down? Schemin, well, let me tell you bout my life Painkillers only put me in the twilight Where pretty pussy and Benjamin is the highlight Now tell my momma I love her, but this what I like, Lord knows Twenty of em in my Chevy, tell em all to come and get me Reaping everything I sow, my karma coming heavy No preliminary hearings on my record Im motherfucking gangster, silence for the record, uh Tell the world I know its too late Boys and girls, I think Ive gone cray Drown inside my vices all day Wont you please believe when I say Wouldnt you know We been hurt, been down before When our pride was low They were lookin at the world like, Where do we go? Oh, and we hate po-po Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho Im at the preachers door My knees gettin weak, and my gun might blow But we gon be al- We gon be alright Now we gon be alright We gon be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon be al- We gon be alright Uh, we gon be alright We gon be alright Yeah What you want you, a house⁠? You, a car? Forty acres and a mule? A piano, a guitar? Anything, see my name is Lucy, Im your dog, woof Motherfucker, you can live at the mall I can see the evil, I can tell it, I know its illegal I dont think about it, I deposit every other zero Thinking of my partner, the candy, paint it on the Regal Digging in my pocket, no profit big enough to feed you Every day my logic get another dollar just to keep you In the presence of your chico... Ah, ! I dont talk about it, be about it, every day I sequel If I got it then you know you got it, Heaven, I can reach you Pat Dawg, Pat Dawg, Pat Dawg, my dog, thats all Bick back and Chad, I trap the bag for yall I rap, I black on track so rest assured My rights, my wrongs; I write till Im right with God We been hurt, been down before When our pride was low They were lookin at the world like, Where do we go? Oh, and we hate po-po Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho Oh, Im at the preachers door My knees gettin weak, and my gun might blow But we gon be We gon be alright Uh, we gon be alright We gon be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon be al- We gon be alright Uh, now we gon be alright We gon be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon be alright I keep my head up high I cross my heart, I hope to die Lovin me is complicated Too afraid of a lot of changes Im alright, and youre a favourite Dark nights in my prayers

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, 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, 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 Ayy, I am the truth Ayy, I am the wisdom of the fallen; Im the youth Ayy, I am the greatest Ayy, this is the proof Ayy, I work hard, pray hard, pay dues, ayy I transform with pressure, Im hands-on with effort I fell twice before, my bounce back was special Letdownsll get you, and the criticsll test you But the strongll survive, another scar may bless you, ah 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 The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive The greatest, the greatest alive

Oh Señor, acudo ante ti como un pecador Y me arrepiento humildemente de mis pecados Creo que Jesús es el Señor Creo que Tú le devolviste de la muerte Pido que Jesús venga a mi vida Y sea mi Señor y Salvador Acepto que Jesús tome control de mi vida Y que yo viva para él a partir de hoy Gracias, Señor Jesús, por salvarme con tu preciada sangre En el nombre de Jesús, amen La conocí en esta fiesta en El Segundo and Central Tenía las aptitudes de las strippers de Atlanta Su culo era como una joroba, desde el principio ella era un camello Quiero montarla como los Árabes, en un Mercedes-Benz del 2004 “Hola, me llamo Kendrick”, ella dijo: “No, eres guapo” Me susurró al oído, desapareció, entonces la encontré bailando Sonaba Ciara de fondo La música de festival que había nos hacía llevar gafas de sol, cool “Dónde vives?” Dijo ella, “Al final de la calle del Instituto Dominguez” Ok, sé que ese es el límite entre Compton y Paramount “Bien, eso es Compton?” “No”, ella contestó Entonces comencé a flirtear con ella Yo quería sus muslos alrededor de mí Diecisiete y solamente podía pensar en coños Mi motivación era bastante inmoral: “Qué estás intentando hacer?” Ella no contestó, simplemente me dio su Nextel Dejó caer su número, hablamos durante todo el verano, bien El verano pasó, y ahora me está gustando Las conversaciones que tuvimos probablemente le sedujeron Quien lo hubiera imaginado? Quizás mis acciones harán que termine casándome con ella Amor o lujuria, no importa, porque la vida mala está en nuestro ADN Es profundo, la música de ser jóvenes y bobos Nunca está silenciada, de hecho, está a mucho más volumen en el lugar de donde soy Sabemos mucho el uno sobre el otro, su madre era una adicta al crack Ella vive con su abuela y sus dos hermanos más jóvenes Su primo favorito, Demetrius, es irrepetible Su historial familiar pandillero me hacía sentir escéptico Aunque no lo suficiente como para que deje de estar cachondo “Quiero correrme, qué tal?” Es lo que le dije tan pronto como el el episodio De Martin termina, estoy intentando calentarme Estaba tan caliente como un cactus Mis tácticas de estar sediento puede que me hieran Pero a la mierda, tenía corazón Cogí las llaves de mi madre, me subí al coche, entonces, oh chico Así que ahora voy por Rosecrans en un monovolumen Atravesando Alameda, el depósito necesita ser rellenado Tengo lo suficiente para pasar el atasco Al menos eso espero, porque mis bolsillos están rotos como una promesa Estoy pensando en follar Pensando en sus muslos o quizás besando su cuello o quizás cuál será la siguiente posición Ella me envía una foto de sus tetas, volviendo locos mis pensamientos La miro, y casi me choco contra un Corvette Entusiasmado por el roce con una mujer, ella es una masajista Y yo soy una estrella del porno profesional intoxicado Tengo uno de cincuenta en el maletero como Curtis Jackson para un rescate Espero que ella esté suelta como un himno de Uncle Luke Estoy a dos bloques de distancia, doscientos cincuenta pies Y a seis pasos de donde ella está, me está saludando al otro lado de la calle Me detengo, una sonrisa en mi cara, y entonces lo veo Dos negros, dos sudaderas negras, me congelo y mi móvil comienza a sonar Por favor, deja tu mensaje para el tres-dos-tres Graba tu mensaje después del pitido Kendrick, dónde estás? Mierda, estoy aquí sentado esperando mi van Me dijiste que ibas a estar de vuelta en quince minutos Tengo que ir al ayuntamiento, los niños están listos para comer Yo estoy lista para comer, mierda Tengo que conseguir las cartillas de comida, vamos Estás de camino o qué? Espero que no estés por ahí con esos malditos chicos callejeros, mierda Especialmente esa pequeña perra Sherane A parte, que tú mañana tienes escuela Si sigues estando todo el día por la calle, no pasarás al siguiente curso Al undécimo curso Tu padre dice algo sobre esos malditos dominós Quieres echarte la bronca también, vamos Kenny, venga Hola? Mierda, dónde están mis jodidas fichas de dominó? , Qué? Estoy en este mensaje de voz, mierda , mierda Dónde están mis jodidos dominos? Es la segunda vez que te pido que traigas mis jodidas fichas de dominó Pásame el jodido teléfono, mierda, no cuelgues, déjame Kendrick, cuando recibas este mensaje, chico, llámame Necesito saber cuándo vas a traer el maldito coche Este hombre quejándose sobre las malditas fichas de dominó No es tan serio, mierda, los jodidos dominós Mierda, no voy a llegar a mi maldita cita, joder Que le jodan a los malditos dominós, nadie quiere oír eso Nadie quiere oír tu culo De hecho, vuelve a poner mis temas oldies Estas destrozando mi jodida vibra

Soy un pecador, que probablemente va a pecar de nuevo Señor, perdóname Señor, perdóname Hay cosas que no comprendo A veces necesito estar solo Perra, no jodas mi vibra Perra, no jodas mi vibra Puedo sentir tu energía desde dos planetas de distancia Tengo mi bebida, tengo mi música La compartiría, pero hoy estoy gritando Perra, no destroces mi vibra Perra, no destroces mi vibra Perra, no destroces mi vibra Perra, no destroces mi vibra Mira dentro de mi alma y podrás encontrar oro y quizás te vuelvas rico Mira dentro de tu alma y podrás descubrir que nunca existió Puedo sentir los cambios Puedo sentir una nueva vida, siempre supe que la vida puede ser peligrosa Puedo decir que me gusta el reto y tú me dices que es indoloro Tú no sabes lo que es el dolor Cómo puedo pintar este cuadro Cuando tú eres daltónico? Cayó en mi cara y desperté con una cicatriz Otro error viviendo profundo en mi corazón Admito mis errores sin problema Puedo admitir que se parecen a los que tú cometiste Por qué estás resentido cada vez que lo hago? Dime otra vez que tu objetivo es baladí Pero hasta un pequeño mechero puede hacer arder un puente Incluso un pequeño mechero puede hacer arder un puente Puedo sentir los cambios Puedo sentir que hay gente nueva alrededor de mí que solamente quieren ganar fama Puedes ver que mi ciudad me descubrió Y me puso sobre los escenarios, para mí eso es increíble Para ti eso es sólo una prueba rápida Con toda la falta de respeto déjame decir esto Soy un pecador, que probablemente va a pecar de nuevo Señor, perdóname Señor, perdóname Hay cosas que no comprendo A veces necesito estar solo Perra, no jodas mi vibra Perra, no jodas mi vibra Puedo sentir tu energía desde dos planetas de distancia Tengo mi bebida, tengo mi música La compartiría, pero hoy estoy gritando Perra, no destroces mi vibra Perra, no destroces mi vibra Perra, no destroces mi vibra Perra, no destroces mi vibra Estoy intentando mantenerlo vivo Sin comprometer los sentimientos que amamos Tú estás intentando mantenerlo deficiente Y solo firmando contratos con lo que hacen en las radios Te estoy mirando más allá de ti Vivimos en un mundo, vivimos en un mundo con dos ejes diferentes Tú vives en un mundo, tú vives detrás del espejo Conozco las cosas que te dan miedo La sensación de sentir emociones inferiores Esta mierda es vital, sé que tú tenías que Esta mierda es vital, sé que tú tenías que Morir en vano, hablarme sobre un reloj y una cadena Es mucho más creíble, dame alguna ganancia factible En lugar de un nombre estacional Dejare que la gente sepa que es algo a lo que puedes echar la culpa Sobre nosotros, y puedes permanecer encerrado en una caja Yo escaparé y esconderé cada llave Yo escaparé y esconderé cada llave Puedo sentir los cambios Puedo sentir que hay gente nueva alrededor de mí que solamente quieren ganar fama Puedes ver que mi ciudad me descubrió Y me puso sobre los escenarios, para mí eso es increíble Para ti eso es sólo una prueba rápida Con toda la falta de respeto déjame decir esto Soy un pecador, que probablemente va a pecar de nuevo Señor, perdóname Señor, perdóname Hay cosas que no comprendo A veces necesito estar solo Perra, no jodas mi vibra Perra, no jodas mi vibra Puedo sentir tu energía desde dos planetas de distancia Tengo mi bebida, tengo mi música La compartiría, pero hoy estoy gritando Perra, no destroces mi vibra Perra, no destroces mi vibra Perra, no destroces mi vibra Perra, no destroces mi vibra Perra, no destroces mi vibra Hace tiempo que no oías así a la costa No ves esa larga fila? Están esperando a Kendrick, como en los días uno y quince Tres dedos en el aire, puedo ver que estáis sincronizados Esconde tus sentimientos, esconde tus sentimientos, es lo mejor que puedes hacer Me llevaré a tu chica y pondré ese chocho sobre un pedestal Perra, no destroces mi vibra Perra, no destroces mi vibra Salen y gritan: “Está vivo” Mi propósito de año nuevo es detener la contaminación Que dejen de hablar tanto, tengo mi bebida, tengo mi música Y digo: perra, no destroces mi vibra Perra, no destroces mi vibra Perra, no destroces mi vibra Perra, no destroces mi vibra Ayy, K-Dot, entra en el coche, negro! Venga, vamos a dar una vuelta Negro, tengo una cajetilla de tabaco negro y un CD de beats Vamos y te haces unos freestyles!

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 You recognize my fragrance Yup i know you like the way i smell You my 2Pac to my janet baby I would let him get it in a heart beat I put my hands up high when he Stick it in baby it feels so good I know that he want my shit ouu My shit is so good it make him cum Very quick and i love it like that I smell good like rihanna boy Who can’t resist to hit my big ass I got a big ass like nicki and it shake good Like beyoncé he want a bad island girl To go and suck his dick Island girls do it better than most Of the other bitches I got two men that i am seeing at the same Time and they both got good shit But young firm’s is better than ever 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 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 really hope you play this, cause ol girl You test my patience With all these seductive photographs And all these one-off vacations youve been takin Clearly a lot for me to take in, it dont make sense Young East African girl, you too Busy fuckin with your other man I was tryna put you on game, put you on a plane Take you and your momma to the motherland I could do it, maybe one day When you figure out youre gonna need someone When you figure out its alright here in the city And you dont run from where we come from That sound like poetic justice, poetic justice You were so new to this life But goddamn, you got adjusted I mean, I write poems in these songs Dedicated to the fun sex Your natural hair and your soft skin And your big ass in that sundress, ooh Good God, what you doin that walk for? When I see that thing move I just wish we would fight less and We would talk more They say communication Save relations, I can tell But I can never right my wrongs Unless I write em 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 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 And theyll forever out ya Thats why you always quiet Your the reason people think rap is poetic shit Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system When it come to pistols These bitches dont john lynch them And every bitch suddenly Be rappin bout that trap shit Im that poetic diabetic i spit sweet try an get it And it’s beautiful music made by our poetic flows You chasing hoes, we replacing Hoes, bag and pass them hoes Your the criminal this is Poetic justice, heart is saying fuck this The irony in that is that i aint even That, but you put it those pages Cause it doesnt seem really as simple Should be poetic or lyrical Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip Outta town with some how you gonna act shit Trying to be illimatic, shoutout to Lucifer, do justice to that classic Ever heard of poetic justice? Bitch im so scandalous 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 Say if you a bad bitch, put your hands up high Hands up high, hands up high 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 Know just, know just what you want Poetic justice, put it in a song, alright

Sto toccando il fondo Pochi averi da lasciare qui solo in questo mondo Desideri per stare very good ma sto toccando il fondo Bella eri come Demi Moore ma era solo uno sfondo Che non sei tu, non puoi fingere così con me tanto non Puoi avere nada, volevi andare fuori Italia, io da solo Prendo il first flight in Kenya, non comprerò una isla Intera, io non voglio avere nada, non mi interessa manco Degli altri, leggo le mie chat con mamma, mi manca Vorrei darle 2 milioni in diamanti, dice stai bene basta questo Pochi averi da lasciarе qui solo in questo mondo Desideri pеr stare very good ma sto toccando il fondo Bella eri come Demi Moore ma era solo uno sfondo Sai sparisco like Copperfield, dentro ho mostri no Cloverfield Se sta roba fa male dimmi perché tu combatti aspetta Che mi ricoveri vedrai fuori una foreign car ma per Tutto il dolore sarò vuoto più di quella white tee Con le palme fuori sembra vice city, do the right thing come Spike Lee, non me ne fotte di quei casini in testa Ho I casini e tu quelli più brutti li ricordi tutti If I gotta slap a pussy-ass , Ima make it look sexy If I gotta go hard on a bitch, Ima make it look sexy I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy They wont take me out my element Nah, take me out my element Pochi averi da lasciare qui solo in questo mondo Desideri per stare very good ma sto toccando il fondo Bella eri come Demi Moore ma era solo uno sfondo

Im still lost in my own zone in the living room Like Im dead to the world playing Donny Hathaway Patron shots I consume taking the pain away Each sip bring me closer to my doom Sun shining bright through the crack in the blind Thinking to myself this morning what happened to time Its passing away, the world decides, it aint what it used to be Everything I love dont mean what it used to mean For example spitting a 16 No thrills, feeling numb like im of Thorazine It used to be nicotine, I was addicted to this rap thing Now Im just trying to trap cream Enough drowning in my sorrow, never put off tomorrow What you can do today, thats my new motto With that said, I roll out the bed Hit the showers, its time to get this bread, now make dollars I woke up in the morning, washed my body, put some clothes on it After that, put on my heat like Alonzo Mourning Cause everybody got a gun, its like theyre copy cats So me without one is like Im dated Id be out of style like Adidas and fat laces Starter Jackets and dookie ropes or whatever the late 80s had favored Im one of the best of my Homo Sapiens One of the best of Gods creations He shows favoritism everytime you hear the record on radio stations I know you mad, you aint gotta say much, I can feel you hating Serving mcs like waitress, Andre Agassi, multitalented Rapper slash athlete, killing these niggas, theyre screaming in agony Half of these niggas aint half of me Half of these niggas aint talking bout nothing, yakity, yakity Pushing my buttons like plaid shirts, clapping them rapidly Actually, Kurt, Co-Bain Ten years in my career, pray to God that I dont blow up my brains Lord, Im here Great Depression, I dont know much, all I know is studio sessions, and how to get my bars up They call me Subway sandwich the way i give them cold cuts Cut from a different cloth, and these Yves Saint Laurent jeans; They cost so much Usher Either way im caught up in materialistic Anything thats custom, best believe Imma get it Getting tired of it and get rid of it, dont step on the Compton premises without your weap-on on your hip The home of the stray bullet that murder the innocent No matter the crime rate I still remain content Moving at my own pace, cause if it dont make dollars Then it really dont make sense, and if you cant comprehend I holler like a rottweiler behind a backyard fence - x4 I woke up this morning, counting my cash Girls calling me now, straight throwing the ass I threw on my T, I grabbed my bitch Laced up my chucks, rock sharp as a piece They used to call me a creature, but now Im a beast With my voice on the beat, Im the voice of the streets From my head to the feet, Im bad to the bone Nigga, I wont stop, till Im add to the throne Dog, I ride with the chrome, gotta be safe in this shit Call me Pharrell, boy, I keep me them Clipse I dont ride on no skateboard, I roll with some grinders Trapped in the hood, far from Giligans Island I was a drug dealer, but now Im a wild spitter Nigga, Im more iller, call me a hospital You got the hiccups, I got this fluent as shit nigga I spit a bar, straight ruin your shit nigga Known as a mack, I can influence your bitch Im the reason these niggas be handcuffin them quick Im the reason these bitch niggas be playa hating on us See them in the streets, these niggas dont be saying nothing But keep on talking, you aint ready for beef Jay Rock down to bust a nigga head in the streets I cant help it, the hood flow through my blood This gangbangin shit, should be considered a drug Everybody doing it now, I see you rap niggas Wrong place, wrong time, thats how you get clapped nigga Raised in the projects, money my object They standing in my way, like a frog I dissect them Youll get shot walking through my section Now you a verse all in my session, they say life is a school Everyday is a lesson, well I get kicked out, shit got me guessing Shit naw, check my ghetto report card, straight A student in every class up in the Gardens Money over bitches, nigga im heartless Money over bitch niggas, rich is my target - x

Rocks what they know me as Got my own stash, boy I my own grass Im on point like thumbtacks and broke glass What you mad you cant shine with your broke ass? my cash, automatics blowing fast Last train of thought all over the cold av Throw up the gutter, cold swag In the regal, ride clean with no tags Yeah Im fresh, your boy looking so legit Chickens on me, they fly, and Im the shit aint even got a wardrobe White T, black jeans, thats all a nigga know high dros all a nigga smoke Shoot dice, 7 11 is all I wrote Breaking pockets, off the first Get your weight up, my pockets on swole, Im fresh Im fresh, what about you? Im fresh Im fresh, what about you? Im fresh Im fresh How about you? Im fresh Im fresh What about you? Fresh out the shower, my dro is fresh as already knw Im the freshest My armin hammer just so I can Candy cut that hit the button, the top fall back If he talk tough on my turf, he gon fall flat See your fresh in his pockets, give me all that Jay Rock the boy, Yung Joc too gutter From the south to the west, call us Blood brothers All them suckers, they can talk fresh to my Im fresh, what about you? Im fresh Im fresh, what about you? Im fresh Im fresh How about you? Im fresh Im fresh What about you? E-40! Block addict, always ready for static neck is tatted, and automatics Soil savage, got magic Hustling is my habbit, and they know that I got the package Oo me, look at me In my new Mercy D Mercy D out to lunch I got , pimpin, I got Wanna know what kind of cherry wine, but at night it turn into everyday I got on new gear I be always on the grind, tryna have another great year pay me no attention romance When about when you low on loot? When Im low on loot, Im at my best cercomstances is Im gon be fresh Im fresh, what about you? Im fresh Im fresh, what about you? Im fresh Im fresh How about you? Im fresh Im fresh What about you?

Taught me too Me too, too-too, me too Four fingers up Middle finger-

Chorus: I’m staying late yeah She left her man and now she with me changing pace yeah Stare at her face and I get butterflies it ain’t fair She give a blank stare She just ain’t used to get spoiled by a man who cares Verse 1: Threw my mismatch socks on then I’m walking in yo crib Yeah my last girl buggin so I told her this is it You my next boo , you gon do me right , Ima do it too Winter gon be coo , me and you , and your family too All this sleep I’m losing Out of school , now they shooting Killed my homie , seen his mother cry now I’m traumatized cause she screaming why Brеakdown: Verse 2: Ooh and she be killing with the long hair , told her watch her ankle now she blushing cause she love it here Told her let me compliment her body she a hottie do a spin girl Don’t need no makeup for your skin girl That’s my queen and my hermosa touch her and I’ll air these bullets out the fucking Holster Chorus 2: Cause I know what you chasing you can only get this feeling from a thug you can only get this feeling from a thug Outro: Beauty and the beast pretty girl with a gangster I swear you still the baddest in the room with no makeup You the type of woman every hood nigga pray for I vow to stay 100 never change up

Chorus: I’m staying late yeah She left her man and now she with me changing pace yeah Stare at her face and I get butterflies it ain’t fair She give a blank stare She just ain’t used to get spoiled by a man who cares Verse 1: Threw my mismatch socks on then I’m walking in yo crib Yeah my last girl buggin so I told her this is it You my next boo , you gon do me right , Ima do it too Winter gon be coo , me and you , and your family too All this sleep I’m losing Out of school , now they shooting Killed my homie , seen his mother cry now I’m traumatized cause she screaming why Breakdown: Verse 2: Ooh and she be killing with the long hair , told her watch her ankle now she blushing cause she love it here Told her let me compliment her body she a hottie do a spin girl Don’t need no makeup for your skin girl That’s my queen and my hermosa touch her and I’ll air these bullets out the fucking Holster Chorus 2: Cause I know what you chasing you can only get this feeling from a thug you can only get this feeling from a thug Outro: Beauty and the beast pretty girl with a gangster I swear you still the baddest in the room with no makeup You the type of woman every hood nigga pray for I vow to stay 100 never change up

Alls my life, Ive had to fight, oh Alls my life, I... Hard times like, Yah! Bad trips like, Yah! Nazareth Im fucked up, homie, you fucked up But if God got us, then we gon be alright We gon be alright We gon be alright We gon be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon be alright We gon be alright Hey, we gon be alright We gon be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon be alright Uh, and when I wake up I recognize youre looking at me for thе pay cut But homicide be looking at you from the facе down What MAC-11 even boom with the bass down? Schemin, and let me tell you bout my life Painkillers only put me in the twilight Where pretty pussy and Benjamin is the highlight Now tell my momma I love her, but this what I like, Lord knows Twenty of em in my Chevy, tell em all to come and get me Reaping everything I sow, so my karma coming heavy No preliminary hearings on my record Im a motherfucking gangster in silence for the record, uh Tell the world I know its too late Boys and girls, I think Ive gone cray Drown inside my vices all day Wont you please believe when I say Wouldnt you know We been hurt, been down before Ayy, when our pride was low Lookin at the world like, Where do we go? Woo, and we hate po-po Wanna kill us dead in the street for sure Woo, Im at the preachers door My knees gettin weak, and my gun might blow But we gon be alright We gon be alright We gon be alright We gon be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon be alright We gon be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon be alright We gon be alright We gon be alright We gon be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon be alright We gon be alright We gon be alright We gon be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon be alright We gon be alright We gon be alright We gon be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon be alright We gon be alright We gon be alright We gon be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon be alright What you want, you a house, you a car? Forty acres and a mule? A piano? A guitar? Anything, see my name is Lucy, Im your dog Motherfucker, you can live at the mall I can see the evil, I can tell it, I know its illegal I dont think about it, I deposit every other zero Thinking of my partner, put the candy, paint it on the Regal Digging in my pocket, aint a profit big enough to feed you Every day my logic get another dollar just to keep you In the presence of your chico... hey I dont talk about it, be about it, every day I sequel If I got it then you know you got it, Heaven, I can reach you Pat Dawg, Pat Dawg, Pat Dawg, my dog, thats all Bick back and Chad, I trap the bag for yall I rap, I black on track so rest assured My rights, my wrongs; I write til Im right with God Wouldnt you know We been hurt, been down before Woo, when our pride was low Lookin at the world like, Where do we go? Woo, and we hate po-po Wanna kill us dead in the street for sure Ho, Im at the preachers door My knees gettin weak, and my gun might blow But we gon be alright We gon be alright We gon be alright We gon be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon be alright We gon be alright We gon be alright Nigga, we gon be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon be alright I keep my head up high I cross my heart and hope to die Lovin me is complicated Too afraid of a lot of changes Im alright, and youre a favorite Dark nights in my prayers