GNX (2024)

 

• wacced out murals
• squabble up
• luther
• man at the garden
• hey now
• reincarnated
• tv off
• dodger blue
• peekaboo
• heart pt. 6
• gnx
• gloria

wacced out murals lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

Siento aquí tu presencia

La noche de anoche

Y nos ponemos a llorar

Yesterday, somebody whacked out my mural

That energy'll make you niggas move to Europe

But it's regular for me, yeah, that's for sure

The love and hate is definite without a cure

All this talk is bitch-made, that's on my Lord

I'll kill 'em all before I let 'em kill my joy

I done been through it all, what you endure?

It used to be fuck that nigga, but now it's plural

Fuck everybody, that's on my body

My blick first, then God got me

I watch 'em pander with them back-handed compliments

Put they head on a Cuban link as a monument

I paid homage and I always mind my business

I made the—

I never lost who I am for a rap image

It's motivation if you wonder how I did it

Yeah, nigga, go and up your rank

Know you a god even when they say you ain't

Yeah, nigga, keep your feelings out the way

Never let no one put smut up on your name

Yeah, nigga, keep your head down and work like I do

But understand everybody ain't gon' like you

Yeah, nigga, if they say it's love, you've been lied to

A couple rules of engagements, I'ma guide you

Que refleja en tu mirada

La noche, tú y yo

Ridin' in my GNX with Anita Baker in the tape deck, it's gon' be a sweet love

Fuck apologies, I wanna see y'all geeked up

Don't acknowledge me, then maybe we can say it's fair

Take it to the internet and I'ma take it there

Miss my uncle Lil' Mane, he said that he would kill me if I didn't make it

Now I'm possessed by a spirit and they can't take it

Used to bump Tha Carter III, I held my Rollie chain proud

Irony, I think my hard work let Lil Wayne down

Whatever, though, call me crazy, everybody questionable

Turn me to an eskimo, I drew the line and decimals

Snoop posted "Taylor Made," I prayed it was the edibles

I couldn't believe it, it was only right for me to let it go

Won the Super Bowl and Nas the only one congratulate me

All these niggas agitated, I'm just glad they showin' they faces

Quite frankly, plenty artists, but they outdated

Old-ass flows, tryna convince me that you they favorite

This is not for lyricists, I swear it's not the sentiments

Fuck a double entendre, I want y'all to feel this shit

Old soul, bitch, I probably built them pyramids

Ducking strays when I rap battled in the Nickersons

Where you from? Not where I'm from, we all indigenous

Against all odds, I squabbled up for them dividends

Against all odds, I showed up as a gentleman

I done lost plenty friends, sixteen to be specific

Put that on my kids' children, we gon' see the future first

They like, "Dot big trippin," I just want what I deserve

What bridge they done burnt? All of them, it's over with

I'm doin' what COVID did, they'll never get over it

Yeah, nigga, go and up your rank

Know you a god even when they say you ain't

Yeah, nigga, keep your feelings out the way

Never let no one put smut up on your name

Yeah, nigga, keep your head down and work like I do

But understand everybody ain't gon' like you

Yeah, nigga, if they say it's love, you've been lied to

A couple rules of engagements, here to guide you

Niggas from my city couldn't entertain old boy

Promisin' bank transactions and even bitcoin

I never peaced it up, that shit don't sit well with me

Before I take a truce, I'll take 'em to Hell with me

If that money got in the hands of a crash dummy

Could jeopardize my family and burden the ones who love me

Niggas mad 'cause I decided not to pretend

Y'all stay politically correct, I'ma do what I did

Ain't no sympathy here, this shit's hilarious

It's a lot of opinions, but no power to carry it

2025, they still movin' on some scary shit

Tell 'em quit they job and pay the real niggas they severance

Don't insult my intelligence, I'm not just for the television

Teleport to Bullets Road and dig up all my relatives

Okay, nigga, let's settle it, these niggas been fake loyal

Since y'all pandering to choose a side, let me do it for you

Okay, fuck your hip-hop, I watched the party just die

Niggas cackling about— while all of y'all is on trial

Niggas thought that I was antisocial when I stayed inside of my house

You better off to have one woman, everything tricky right now

You niggas live in denial

Ayy, fuck anybody empathetic to the other side, I vow

A bitch nigga love bitch niggas, they exist with 'em in style

Exterminate 'em right now

Make Katt Williams and them proud, the truth 'bout to get loud

No juice inside of my cup, I sober up and knock 'em all off

Don't let no white comedian talk about no Black woman, that's law

I know propaganda work for them, and fuck whoever that's close to them

The niggas that coon, the niggas that bein' groomed, slide on both of them

You ever ate Cap'n Crunch and proceeded to pour water in it?

Pulled over by the law, you ridin' dirty, so you can't argue with 'em?

Then make it to be a star, bare your soul and put your heart up in it?

Well, I did

Whacked the murals out, but it ain't no legends if my legend ends

squabble up lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

God knows

I am reincarnated

I was stargazin'

Life goes on, I need all my babies (Gyah, gyah)

Woke up lookin' for the broccoli

High-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi

IP, ownership, the blueprint is by me

Mr. Get Off, I get off at my feet

When I hear music, it makes me dance

You got the music, now is your chance

A yee nigga couldn't try me in the tri-state

Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed 'til he hydrated

Bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated

I got the money and the power both gyratin'

I feel good, get the fuck out my face

Look good, but she don't got no taste

I walk in, walked out with the safe

Mando, let me know what the play

What the fuck?

I got hits, I got bucks, I got new paper cuts

I got friends, I got foes, but they all sitting ducks

Hit his turf and get crackin', double back like a deluxe

Fifty deep, but it ain't deep enough

Fuck a plea, there he go, beat him up

Fallin' from my money tree and it grow throughout the months

Spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it's us

I feel good, get the fuck out my face

Look good, but she don't got no taste

I walk in, walked out with the safe

Mando, let me know what the play

Squabble up, squabble up

Squabble up, squabble up

Squabble up (Mm, mm), squabble up (Mm, mm)

Squabble up (Mm, mm), squabble up

Hol' up (Hol' up)

Where you from? (Where you from?)

My bitch (My bitch)

I'm finna go dumb (Finna go dumb)

Sideways (Sideways)

Bunk skunk (Bunk skunk)

Fever (Fever)

I'm on one (I'm on one)

Thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, baby rockin' it

Quid pro quo, what you want? 'Cause I'm watchin' it

Work on the floor, let me know if you clockin' it

Brodie won't go, but I know that he poppin' it

It was woof tickets on sale 'til I silenced it

Pipe down, young, these some whole other politics

Bitch with him and some bitch in him, that's a lot of bitch

Don't hit him, he got kids with him, my apologies

Ghetto child, it was Black & Milds with the Smirnoff

Yeehaw, we outside, whoadie 'bout to kill him off

Blaps on blaps, it's a fact, this a brick of raw

Tell me why the fuck you niggas rap if it's fictional?

Tell me why the fuck you niggas fed if you criminal?

"Ayy, Dot, can I get a drop?" I'm like, "Nigga, nah"

Ace boon coon from the Westside to Senegal

It's a full moon, let the wolves out, I been a dog (Ah)

I feel good, get the fuck out my face

Look good, but she don't got no taste

I walk in, walked out with the safe

Mando, let me know what the play

Squabble up, squabble up

Squabble up, squabble up

Squabble up (Mm, mm), squabble up (Mm, mm)

Squabble up (Mm, mm), squabble up

luther lyrics - Kendrick Lamar (feat. SZA)

If this world were mine

Hey, Roman numeral seven, bae, drop it like it's hot

If this world was mine, I'd take your dreams and make 'em multiply

If this world was mine, I'd take your enemies in front of God

Introduce 'em to that light, hit them strictly with that fire

Fah-fah, fah-fah-fah, fah-fah, fah

Hey, Roman numeral seven, bae, drop it like it's hot

If this world was mine, I'd take your dreams and make 'em multiply

If this world was mine, I'd take your enemies in front of God

Introduce 'em to that light, hit them strictly with that fire

It's a vibe, do your dance, let 'em watch

She a fan, he a flop, they just wanna kumbaya, nah

In this world, concrete flowers grow

Heartache, she only doin' what she know

Weekends, get it poppin' on the low

Better days comin' for sure

If this world were—

If it was up to me

I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy

I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything

I just wanna see you win, wanna see

If this world were mine

It go in (When you), out (Ride it), do it real slow (Slide)

Baby, you a star, strike, pose

When I'm (When you), with you (With me), everything goes (Slow)

Come and (Put that), put that (On my), on my (Titi), soul (Soul)

'Rari (Red), crown (Stack), wrist (Stay), froze (Really)

Drip (Tell me), pound (If you), on the way home (Love me)

In this world, concrete flowers grow

Heartache, she only doin' what she know

Weekends, get it poppin' on the low

Better days comin' for sure

If this world were—

If it was up to me

I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy

I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything

I just wanna see you win, wanna see

If this world were mine

I can't lie

I trust you, I love you, I won't waste your time

I turn it off just so I can turn you on

I'ma make you say it loud

I'm not even trippin', I won't stress you out

I might even settle down for you, I'ma show you I'm a pro

I'ma take my time and turn it off

Just so I can turn you on, baby

Weekends, get it poppin' on the low

Better days comin' for sure

I know you're comin' for

Better days

If this world were mine

man at the garden lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

Twice emotional stability

Of sound body and tranquility

I deserve it all

Like minds and less enemies

Stock investments, more entities

I deserve it all

VVSs, white diamonds

GNX with the seat back, reclinin', bitch

I deserve it all

Put my homes on the beachfront

Flyin' private, what you eat for lunch?

I deserve it all

The respect and the accolades

Lampin' on the island, watchin' Cast Away

I deserve it all

For every good nigga that passed away

Sent two-point-five million on an average day

I deserve it all

Keep my name by the world leaders

Keep my crowds loud inside Ibiza

I deserve it all

More money, more power, more freedom

Everything Heaven allowed us, bitch

I deserve it all

Hmm, I deserve it all

Hmm, I deserve it all

All

All

'Cause my intentions was pure

Even when you wasn't sure

Even with every allure

How much temptation you endured?

You'd probably look for every cure

I said I deserve it all

I'm wakin' up at 6 a.m.

Six miles a day, conditionin' my wind

I said I deserve it all

I'm showin' up as your friend

Tellin' truths better than your next of kin

I said I deserve it all

I never ask for too much credit

Seekin' validation just for the aesthetics, bitch

I deserve it all

I see you as a human first

Even when you didn't understand your worth

Bitch, I deserve it all

It's innate to mind my business

Writin' words, tryna elevate these children

That's why I deserve it all

Pray for those who prayed against me

Every reason why my ancestors sent me

Bitch, I deserve it all

I deserve it all

I deserve it all

All

All

Put a smile on my mama

Good health and good karma

Yeah, she deserves it all

One hundred murals out in Compton

Remember me? I kept my promise

Yeah, we deserve it all

A better life for my daughter

Made my son take it further than his father

Yeah, he deserves it all

A close relationship with God

Whisper to me every time I close my eyes

He say, "You deserve it all"

Keep these bitch niggas away from me

Keep all my blessings faithfully

Keep my essence contagious, that's okay with me

I burn this bitch down, don't you play with me or stay with me

I'm crashin' out right now, no one's safe with me

I did it with integrity and niggas still try hate on me, just wait and see

More blood be spillin', it's just paint to me

Dangerously, nothin' changed with me, still got pain in me

Flip a coin, want the shameless me or the famous me?

How annoying, does it angers me to know the lames can speak

On the origins of the game I breathe? That's insane to me

It's important, I deserve it all because it's mine

Tell me why you think you deserve the greatest of all time, motherfucker

I deserve it all

I deserve it all

hey now lyrics - Kendrick Lamar (feat. Dody6)

Damn, baby

I like it

Damn

Hmm

Hey now, say now, I'm all about my Yen

Big face Buddha, get my peace from within

Send the kites to all my dirties in the pen

Let the honorary walk for the win, for the win

You crash out, then you better break the backboard

I got friends, hopin' that they make the tabloids

You know the last one figured he was Magneto

You play God, you gon' get what you ask for

We got the same twenty-four, what you mad for?

I put a square on his back like I'm Jack Dorsey

It's high beams if I make a public appearance

Go back to hidin' 'cause I'm not too friendly with niggas

One one thousand, two one thousand, four

The Black know I just strangled me a goat

I walked in with a therapeutic flow

Put a few hundred up, let 'em go, let 'em go

Hey now, say now

Hey now, say now

Hey now, say now

Hmm, hey now, say now

Hey now, say now, I'm all about my Yen

Big face Buddha, get my peace from within

Send the kites to all my dirties in the pen

Let the honorary walk for the win, for the win

Hey now, say now

Hey now, say now

Hey now, say now

Hey now, say now

Hey now, say now, I done slid on they backstreet

Heavy on the Parmesan, every day tax season

What the fuck you wearin'? Bro, it's tacky

Niggas layin' on they death bed tryna match me

Oh my God, I'm 'bout to do the fool

They be screamin' out P, but they resume is boof

Switch both lanes, the engine sound like the zoo

Need a fee just to breathe, bitch, I can't talk to you

It's the Ben Frank murderer

Mister, I ain't heard of ya

Gulf streams, back to back, flyin' through the turbulence

Who is he? Free lunch, hmm, Kraft Services

Throw your ass out this rental if I smell nervousness

Hey now, say now, let me pop my shit

Water down my wrist, I'm around my bitch

It's a green light, don't get out of bounds, I'ma blitz

It's a bird, it's a plane, no, it's all blue strips

Nigga, what?

Hey now, say now

Hey now, say now

Hey now, say now

Hmm, hey now, say now

I'm way too important

I'm way too important

I'm way too important to ever let you slide on me again

Startin' to see spaceships on Rosecrans (Startin' to see spaceships on Rosecrans)

I seen the aliens hold hands (I seen the aliens hold hands)

They wanna see me do my dance (They wanna see me do my dance)

I let 'em watch me do my dance

Who the fuck I feel like? I feel like Joker

Harley Quinn, I'm in the cut with a blower

Ayy, shit get spooky, every day in October

My torpedo even jumped out on smokers, J-Cat

Ayy, we mean muggin' niggas, Dody too important

If they talkin' 'bout playin' ball, me and my team gon' get to scorin'

If they talkin' 'bout playin' ball, they can take it up with Jordan

It's bald heads and the heckling for all endorsements

Eenie, meenie, miny, moe, I'm tryna tag a nigga toe

I'm aggressive on the beat and real life, niggas know

Ayy, I tatted up my body, it depend, level four

Ayy, I sharpened up a knife and came home to a blow

My bitch gon' get to tweakin' like she playin' with her nose

Lil' brodie 'bout to crash, man, y'all niggas be on go

I'm a different type of trophy, baby girl, I'm rose gold

Me and Dot get to slidin', put 'em in a choke hold

Bitches actin' like some niggas, niggas actin' like some hoes

Ayy, I jumped out that pan, then I jumped up in a Ghost

I'm the hush type of nigga, see my face, then he froze

All that shit he was talkin', found out he not that bold

Okay, this shit like forty, that's a dub, okay, let's add it up

Baby ass fat, can you do it? Can you back it up?

Kickflip a nigga, I got Tech Decks

And it ain't shit for me to call and get your chin checked

Tell 'em, "Dody did that"

reincarnated lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

Que reflejan tu mirada

La noche, tú y yo

I got this fire burnin' in me from within

Concentrated thoughts on who I used to be, I'm sheddin' skin

Every day, a new version of me, a third of me demented, cemented in pain

Juggling opposing kinds of fame

I don't know how to make friends, I'm a lonely soul

I recollect this isolation, I was four years old

Truth be told, I've been battling my soul

Tryna navigate the real and fake

Cynical about the judgement day

I did bad, slight progression last year and it fucked me up

Reincarnated on this earth for a hundred plus

Body after body, lesson after lesson, let's take it back to Michigan in 1947

My father kicked me out the house 'cause I wouldn't listen to him

I didn't care about his influence, only loved what I was doing

Gifted as a musician, I played guitar on the grand level

The most talented where I'm from, but I had to rebel

And so I'm off in the sunset, searchin' for my place in the world

With my guitar up on my hip, that's the story unfurled

I found myself with a pocket full of money and a whole lot of respect

While the record business loved me

I was head of rhythm and blues

The women that fell to they feet, so many to choose

But I manipulated power as I lied to the masses

Died with my money, gluttony was too attractive, reincarnated

Another life had placed me as a Black woman in the Chitlin' Circuit

Seductive vocalist as the promoter hit the curtains

My voice was angelic, straight from heaven, the crowd sobbed

A musical genius what the articles emphasized

Had everything I wanted, but I couldn't escape addiction

Heroin needles had me in fetal position, restricted

Turned on my family, I went wherever cameras be

Cocaine, no private planes for my insanity

Self-indulged, discipline never been my sentiments

I needed drugs, to me, an 8-ball was like penicillin

Fuck love, my happiness was in that brown sugar

Sex and melodies gave me hope when nobody's lookin'

My first assistant was a small town scholar

Never did a Quaalude 'til I got myself around her

My daddy looked the other way, he saw sin in me

I died with syringes pinched in me, reincarnated

My present life is Kendrick Lamar

A rapper looking at the lyrics to keep you in awe

The only factor I respected was raisin' the bar

My instincts sent material straight to the charts, huh

My father kicked me out the house, I finally forgive him

I'm old enough to understand the way I was livin'

Ego and pride had me looking at him with resentment

I close my eyes, hoping that I don't come off contentious

I'm yelling, "Father, did I finally get it right?" Everything I did was selfless

I spoke freely, when the people needed me, I helped them

I didn't gloat, even told 'em, "No," when the vultures came

Took control of my fleshly body when the money changed

Son, you do well, but your heart is closed

I can tell residue that linger from your past creates a cell

Father, I'm not perfect, I got urges, but I hold them down

But your pride has to die," okay, Father, show me how

Tell me every deed that you done and what you do it for

I kept one hundred institutions paid

Okay, tell me more

I put one hundred hoods on one stage

Okay, tell me more

I'm tryna push peace in L.A.

But you love war

No, I don't

Oh, yes, you do

Okay, then tell me the truth

Every individual is only a version of you

How can they forgive when there's no forgiveness in your heart?

I could tell you where I'm going

I could tell you who you are

You fell out of Heaven 'cause you was anxious

Didn't like authority, only searched to be heinous

Isaiah fourteen was the only thing that was prevalent

My greatest music director was you

It was colors, it was pinks, it was reds, it was blues

It was harmony and motion

I sent you down to earth 'cause you was broken

Rehabilitation, not psychosis

But now we here now

Centuries you manipulated man with music

Embodied you as superstars to see how you moving

You came a long way from garnishing evilish views

And all I ever wanted from you was love and approval

I learned a lot, no more putting these people in fear

The more that word is diminished, the more it's not real

The more light that I can capture, the more I can feel

I'm using words for inspiration as an idea

So can you promise that you won't take your gifts for granted?

I promise that I'll use my gifts to bring understanding

For every man, woman and child, how much can you vow?

I vow my life just to live one in harmony now

You crushed a lot of people keeping their thoughts in captivity

And I'm ashamed that I ever created that enemy

Then let's rejoice where we at

I rewrote the devil's story just to take our power back, 'carnated

tv off lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

All I ever wanted was a black Grand National

Fuck being rational, give 'em what they ask for

It's not enough (Ayy)

Few solid niggas left, but it's not enough

Few bitches that'll really step, but it's not enough

Say you bigger than myself, but it's not enough (Huh)

I get on they ass, yeah, somebody gotta do it

I'll make them niggas mad, yeah, somebody gotta do it

I'll take the G pass, shit, watch a nigga do it

Huh, we survived outside, all from the music, nigga, what?

They like, "What he on?"

It's the alpha and omega, bitch, welcome home

This is not a song

This a revelation, how to get a nigga gone

You need you a man, baby, I don't understand, baby

Pay your bill and make you feel protected like I can, baby

Teach you somethin' if you need correction, that's the plan, baby

Don't put your life in these weird niggas' hands, baby (Woah)

It's not enough (Ayy)

Few solid niggas left, but it's not enough

Few bitches that'll really step, but it's not enough

Say you bigger than myself, but it's not enough (Huh)

I get on they ass, yeah, somebody gotta do it

I'll make them niggas mad, yeah, somebody gotta do it

I'll take the G pass, shit, watch a nigga do it

Huh, we survived outside, all from the music, nigga, what?

Hey, turn his TV off

Ain't with my type activities? Then don't you get involved

Hey, what, huh, how many should I send? Send 'em all

Take a risk or take a trip, you know I'm trippin' for my dog

Who you with? Couple sergeants and lieutenants for the get back

This revolution been televised, I fell through with the knick-knacks

Hey, young nigga, get your chili up, yeah, I meant that

Hey, black out if they act out, yeah, I did that

Hey, what's up, though?

I hate a bitch that's hatin' on a bitch and they both hoes

I hate a nigga hatin' on them niggas and they both broke

If you ain't coming for no chili, what you come for?

Nigga feel like he entitled 'cause he knew me since a kid

Bitch, I cut my granny off if she don't see it how I see it, hm

Got a big mouth but he lack big ideas

Send him to the moon, that's just how I feel, yellin'

It's not enough (Ayy)

Few solid niggas left, but it's not enough

Few bitches that'll really step, but it's not enough

Say you bigger than myself, but it's not enough

Huh

Huh, huh

Hey

Hey (Mustard on the beat, ho)

Mustard

Niggas actin' bad, but somebody gotta do it

Got my foot up on the gas, but somebody gotta do it

Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off

Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off

Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off

Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off

Ain't no other king in this rap thing, they siblings

Nothing but my children, one shot, they disappearin'

I'm in the city where the flag be gettin' thrown like it was pass interference

Padlock around the building

Crash, pullin' up in unmarked truck just to play freeze tag

With a bone to pick like it was sea bass

So when I made it out, I made about 50K from a show

Tryna show niggas the ropes before they hung from a rope

I'm prophetic, they only talk about it how I get it

Only good for saving face, seen the cosmetics

How many heads I gotta take to level my aesthetics?

Hurry up and get your muscle up, we out the plyometric

Nigga ran up out of luck soon as I upped the highest metric

The city just made it sweet, you could die, I bet it

They mouth get full of deceit, let these cowards tell it

Walk in New Orleans with the etiquette of LA, yellin'

Mustard (Ah, man)

Niggas actin' bad, but somebody gotta do it

Got my foot up on the gas, but somebody gotta do it

Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off

Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off

Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off

Huh, turn his TV off, turn his TV off

Shit gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious

Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious

Shit gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious

Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious

Shit gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious

Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious

Shit gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious

Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious

dodger blue lyrics - Kendrick Lamar (feat. Sam Dew, Ink, Roddy Ricch)

Ooh

Ooh

White diamonds, 2 a.m., she wildin'

Bitches sick, got their stomach in her comments

What school you went to? Gardena, Compton

Westchester, King/Drew, then we function

Little nigga, but that dog in me, that's on Top

On my kids, I'll sock you niggas up

Have you ever took a fade and ran three more back to back?

Oh, you haven't? Then shut the fuck up and keep it rap

Gah, gah, gah

Bitch, I'm from the LAnd

Don't say you hate L.A. when you don't travel past the 10

Am I trippin'? Yes, I am

Meditate over some money, I see Franklin, I find zen

Bitch, I'm from the LAnd

Don't say you hate L.A., but live in L.A. and pretend

My neck on Tarantino, Alejandro, Spike Lee

Just know you took the scenic route if you stand by me, stupid

So fly in this bitch

Fifty on me, don't die tryin' and shit (Ooh-ooh)

You know I'm up and down when I slide in this bitch

Dreamers and the Jets outside in this bitch

Westside, get the money, yeah, that's fo' sho'

Streets don't love you, better respect the code

Ain't no sleepin' in on Sunday

If it's 'bout the money, then my niggas on go

When I walk in, oh yeah, bring that

It's unanimous, how I pop shit

When I walk in, hoes better get in check

You lookin' at a bad bitch, nothin' less

Walk, walk, walk, walk

Walk, walk, walk, walk

Tip, toe, pivot, walk

Tip, toe, pivot, walk

Ooh, don't take it personal

You won't be the first to know

Just might be the first to go

Just might be, ooh

Don't take it personal

You won't be the first to know

Just might be the first to go

Just might be

peekaboo lyrics - Kendrick Lamar (feat. AzChike, Dody6)

Give a helping hand

To your fellow men, oh, my—

Ayy, what?

Look

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

Huh? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

Hm, ayy

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

Huh? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin', hm

Peekaboo, I just put them boogers in my chain

Peekaboo, eighty-pointers like a Kobe game

Peekaboo, 7.62s'll make 'em plank

Peekaboo, poppin' out, you better not smut my name

Peekaboo, put two foreigns on the 405

Peekaboo, cacio e pepe if I'm doin pasta

Peekaboo, why you actin' tough on IG Live?

Peekaboo, you know my lil' niggas off they rocker

Peekaboo, surprise, bitch, it's that nigga Chuck E. Cheese

Peekaboo, let me FaceTime my opp, bitch, I'm up the street

Peekaboo, yeah, it's AZ, I'm puttin' somethin' to sleep

Peekaboo, he on the ground, I praise God and start stompin' feet

Peekaboo, I put ten on his face, bitch, my shooter playin'

Peekaboo, I hit it from the back, I told her move her hands

Peekaboo, then slide my thumb in it where her, uh, at

Peekaboo, I'm on your top, I'm with Dot, bitch, don't look back

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

Huh? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin', hm

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, that's my bitch

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, that's my bitch

Hey, hey, hey, hey, with all that fake shit

Hey, hey, hey, hey, ain't the one to play with

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, pull off in a Lam'

Double-park it all at Tam's, Mr. Get-Off-On-Your-Mans

If he hatin', disrespect, you better follow up with hands

Losses to the neck, but now I'm trophied up, I'm sayin', like

Bing-bop-boom-boom-boom-bop-bam

The type of shit I'm on, you wouldn't understand

The type of skits I'm on, you wouldn't understand

Big-dog business, I would not hold your hand

Broke-bitch business, I could not be your man

Never got his ass whooped until we opened up that can

Damn, alley-oop me bands, I'ma slam, jam

Freak bitch, I like my MAC touchin' yams

Play that opp shit around me, I'ma tell you, "Turn it off"

Heard what happened to your mans, not sorry for your loss

Should've prayed before them shooters came and nailed him to the cross

I let your boy get a pass, bitch, you lucky he soft, for real

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

Huh? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin', hm, ayy

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

Huh? They ain't talkin' 'bout nothin', hm

Peekaboo

heart pt. 6 lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

Load up the Pro Tools and press three

Studio filled with Jack In The Box and Pepsis

Niggas watchin' WorldStar videos, not the ESPYs

Laughin' at B. Pumper, stomach turnin', I get up and proceeded to write somethin'

Ab-Soul in the corner mumblin' raps, fumblin' packs of Black & Milds

Crumblin' kush 'til he cracked a smile

His words legendary, wishin' I could rhyme like him

Studied his style to define my pen

That was back when the only goal was to get Jay Rock through the door

Warner Brother Records, hope Naim Ali would let us know

Was excited just to go to them label meetings

Wasn't my record deal, but still, I couldn't believe it

Me and Rock inside the booth hibernatin'

It was simple math, if he made it, that mean I made it

Everything I had was for the team, I remained patient

Grindin' with my brothers, it was us against them, no one above us, bless our hearts

Use your heart and not your eyes (Baby, just relax and ride)

If you got time, then I got time (Yeah, yeah)

Free your thoughts and watch them fly

Use your heart and not your eyes (Mm-hmm)

My nigga Dave had a champagne Acura

A bunch of instrumentals I freestyled in the passenger

That nigga wore several hats, a producer, a manager, director, and DJ

A hothead squabblin', Bloods, Pirus, and Keeways

For this little thing of ours we called TDE

I watched you take some penitentiary chances to say the least

Remember in the county building with MixedByAli

We tried to freak the system just to make a couple ends meet

That's my nigga for shit sure

He brought Q over, but Q didn't rap, but he learned from our inspo

We split Louisiana chicken riverboat specials

Sleepin' next to 02R consoles to be our refuge

He was homeless and I left home

Q said, "Dot, you won't be slept on, you the nigga to bet on" (Use your h—)

Top had given us dominion in the home he lived in

Hopin' that we see some millions, God bless our hearts

Use your heart and not your eyes (Baby, just relax and ride)

If you got time, then I got time (Yeah, yeah)

Free your thoughts and watch them fly

Use your heart and not your eyes

Punch played Phil Jackson in my early practices

Strategies on how to be great amongst the averages

I picked his brain on what was ordained, highly collaborative

RET pushed the label the same, amongst the savages

Moose kept my name in the function that he would run in

TEEZ kept the vultures away from me that was comin'

Sounwave let me borrow his clothes for shows as a hype man

To cook up in this room 'til the night ends

Time flies, I'm carryin' debates of a top five

Buryin' my opps and allies

But I'd done a half job communicatin' feelings of being stagnant

Life was gettin' bigger than just rappin'

The business, what I was lackin'

Top used to record me back when it was poor me

And now we at the round table for what assures me

I guess my motivation was the yearnin' for independence

Poured everything I had left in the family business

Now it's about Kendrick, I wanna evolve, place my skillset as a Black exec'

I jog my memory, knowin' Black Hippy didn't work 'cause of me

Creatively, I moved on with new concepts in reach

Top, remember all them sessions we would strategize

To hit the streets, then come back, record three records? Ah

To tell the truth, it fucked me up when D-Man passed

The motive was the condolences, but the pride crashed

I had to bypass old mythologies I had

Put my heart on display like it was an iMac

To all my young niggas, let me be the demonstration

How to conduct differences with a healthy conversation

If that's your family, then handle it as such

Don't let the socials gas you up or let emotions be your crutch

Pick up the phone and bust it up before the history is lost

Hand-to-handshake is good when you have a heart-to-heart

Use your heart and not your eyes (Baby, just relax your mind)

If you got time and I got time (Yeah, yeah)

Free your thoughts and watch them fly

Use your heart and not your eyes (Mm-hmm)

gnx lyrics - Kendrick Lamar (feat. Peysoh, Hitta J3, YoungThreat)

Tell 'em Kendrick did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?

Tell 'em Kendrick did it, who put the West back in front of shit?

Tell 'em Kendrick did it, ayy, I'm trippin' and I'm lovin' it

Tell 'em Kendrick did it, like, wha—

Hi, have you ever been a joint and you know it?

Have you ever had to flip your unemployment?

On the dead guys, nigga, I ain't goin'

Ayy, on the dead ones

We'll treat an enemigo like some bread crumbs

All of my killers on go, like, who said somethin'?

Redrum, all I think about when I see heads come

Do my dance, hit the chop when I see opps go

Let 'em claim it, we the ones who really pop, bro

Don't televise it, we the ones who lettin' chops blow

Opps know, let 'em piss him off and it's a flop show

Murder man, singin' murder music off a murder van

Beat the pussy up like I been celibate and I murder sound

Who is him? One and only shotta, known as murder man

Catch you doin' dirty, it's no other way but murder plans

I broke her heart and you the type to go and fix it

Don't wanna speak if you ain't talkin' 'bout no ticket

I'm bougie with it, but I might just let you kiss it

Hit that block with diamonds on me, you could tell 'em Peysoh did it

Tell 'em Peysoh did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?

Tell 'em Peysoh did it, who put the West back in front of shit?

Tell 'em Peysoh did it, ayy, I'm trippin' and I'm lovin' it

Tell 'em Peysoh did it, like, wha—

Hi, have you ever been a joint and you know it?

Have you ever had to flip your unemployment?

On the dead guys, nigga, I ain't goin'

Hop out suicide doors, it's the Hitta, man

You don't wanna see them doors slidin' on the Caravan

I know killers who was catchin' bodies and not one fade

I was thirteen up at Avalon, poppin' chains

Fourteen, ridin' minibikes with some dead friends

Twenty-one, flag on my head like a Taliban

Twenty-five, feelin' like the box, it was full of sand

At the cemetery, fuck that, that's where I could've been

142nd, I'm connected like I'm Rosecrans

Kinda shit I seen, try and forget and I will pop a Xan'

Uppin' scores, doin' files, sacrifices like a boxing ring

Can't throw in the towel, pistol-packin' since a child

Ayy, like it's Iraq, shooter name Hussein

Ridin' with the dirty blicky, switchy, make a new flame

She said I been a dog all my life, bae, can you change?

True to my religion, Cuban links, more than two chains

Tell 'em Hitta did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?

Tell 'em Hitta did it, who put the West back in front of shit?

Tell 'em Hitta did it, ayy, I'm trippin' and I'm lovin' it

It's gettin' down to the wire

Get on my Bob the Builder shit, get down with the pliers

Been comin' back-to-back hits, how this nigga ain't tired?

I'm with some rockstar bitches, they want Lizzie McGuire

I'm switchin' gears, I pop the clutch, I'll send a nigga up

A risk-taker, I'll call you niggas' bluff

If they hangin' out for real, we come deduct, tuckin' tails, they out of luck

When it's wartime, they hidin' in the cut

Y'all had y'all chance, y'all couldn't do it

I swear I'm comin' worse than y'all baby moms, I'm puttin' niggas through it

They hate to see me doin' it

Meal ticket, I'm pursuin' it

I'm in the field for real, UCLA Bruins

They askin' how I do it, how a young nigga so fluent

I kept my mouth closed and I ain't never leave no witness

D.O.A. up on the scene, tell 'em YoungThreat did it, nigga

gloria lyrics - Kendrick Lamar (feat. SZA)

Sentado, Anita y tú

Me and my bitch got a complicated relationship

She's so controllin', I noticed it ain't no playin' with

I met her when I was off the porch as a teenager

She said one day I would right my wrongs and see paper

We started out young, lookin' for some identity, made a thousand mistakes

But never did we lack chemistry

Wrappin' my hand 'round your waist

That was back when you did whatever I say

Dreams of sellin' narcotics, runnin' blocks, or robbin' banks

I was in love with you, didn't know what it was with you

Kiss you in back of the class just to get a buzz with you

Some niggas wanted you, but they weren't committed

Preoccupied playin' John Madden and bullshittin'

Remember when granny died? You looked at me and said, "Baby, dry your eyes

Depend on me as your relief, let your anger be mine"

We was locked in ever since then

So territorial, even took me 'way from my friends, hmm, hmm (Gah, gah, gah)

Scared of forever, you know nothin' else is gon' pass

I just gotta let you know, woah

Whenever you want me, you got me 'til the end of time

Ooh, just gotta let you know

Said you gon' see other people if I didn't grow with you

Wasn't no more holdin' them pistols in front of stores with you

You want reality, not tragedy, for sure, I get you

To tell the truth, I been pretty used to what open-minded people do

In 2014, I went to Africa, baby, you was my passenger

My eyes and ears for all the years the neighborhood had baffled us

Of course I had to wrap it up, I didn't fully trust you

Fabrication, I disgust you, then you blocked me, I said, "Fuck you"

Nigga, what?

I gave you life, I breathe the motherfuckin' charisma in this bitch

I bring the blessings, I gave you power

Nigga, I bring the rainfall, I gave you hustle

Then fall right back in love the very moment that I touch you (Gah, gah, gah)

Scared of forever, you know nothin' else is gon' pass

I just gotta let you know

Whenever you want me, you got me 'til the end of time

Ooh, just gotta let you know

You were spontaneous, firecracker, plus our love is dangerous

Life of passion, laughin' at you lose your temper, slightly crashin'

Dumb enough to ill reaction, ain't no disrespect

Highly sensitive, possessed, saw potential, even when it's tragic

So jealous, hate it when I hit the club to get some bitches

Wrote 'em off, rather see me hit the church and get religious

Who you foolin'? I know what you doin', you my contradiction

'Member when you caught that body and still wiggled through that sentence?

Loved you more, when you flip and lose your shit, I hugged you more

It's sexy to me, cuss they ass out and hold that grudge some more

Down bitch, I know your favorite movie, is it Notebook?

So good, if they all sub me, get 'em all booked

My baby boo, you either heal niggas or you kill niggas

Both is true, it take some tough skin just to deal with you

Logical explanation don't exist, flippin' pages

Chapter after chapter, probably remarry and head to Vegas

Bitches gettin' marked out, they can't erase our history

They margins ain't big enough, they all led by bigotry

My woman and my right hand, my saint and my sin

Ain't no bitch like my bitch 'cause that bitch been my pen

Gloria, I wanna take you to euphoria

Bitches want, but they ain't strong enough

I heard they talking, we notorious

If someone talking on me

I see you, you see me

Both see what we want, oh, oh

I see you, you see me

Both see what we want

Kendrick Lamar other songs:

 

6:16 In LA (Drake Diss) lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

Uh (Uh)

Uh (Uh)

Uh, yeah (Uh)

It's survival, survival

I think somebody lyin'

Smell somebody lyin'

I don't see no fire

Off-white Sunseeker at the Marina

Fuck a Phantom, I like to buy yachts when I get the fever

Wine cooler spill on my white T-shirt, the sightseer

Trifecta: money, morals, and culture, that's my leisure

My visa, passport tatted, I show up in Ibiza

Lucali's dwellin' in Brooklyn, just to put me some pizza

Who could reach us? Only God could teleport this type of freedom

God, my confession is yours, but

Who am I if I don't go to war?

There's opportunity when livin' with loss

I discover myself when I fall short

Raise my hands to a fallen sky, I fantasize

Me jumpin' planets immortalized, I correspond

Three angels watchin' me all the time

Put my children to sleep, with a prayer, then close my eyes, definition of peace

Tell me who gon' stop me? I come from love

And still cover my heart, then open me up

Remember when, picked up a pen, lyrics that I could trust

Timid soul, stare in the mirror, askin' where I was from

Often, I know this type of power is gon' cost

But I live in circadian rhythms of a shooting star

The mannerisms of Raphael, I can heal and give you art

But the industry's cook as I pick the carcass apart

Yeah, somebody's lyin', I could see the vibes on Ak'

Even he lookin' compromised, let's peel the layers back

Ain't no brownie points will be on your chest

Harassin' and fuckin' with good people

And good people go to 'Bec

Conspiracies 'bout cash dog? That's not even the leak

Find the truths like cash dog, I just need you to think

Are you finally ready to play have-you-ever? Let's see

Have you ever thought that OVO was workin' for me?

Fake bully, I hate bullies, you must be a terrible person

Everyone inside your team is whispering that you deserve it

Can't "Toosie Slide" up out of this one, it's just gon' resurface

Every dog gotta have his day, now live in your purpose

It was fun until you start to put money in the streets

Then lost money, 'cause they came back with no receipts

I'm sorry that I live a boring life, I love peace

But war ready if the world is ready to see you bleed

The Elohim, KTW, no you can't sleep

These images trouble you, know the wires in your circle should puzzle you

If you were street smart, then you woulda caught that your entourage is only to hustle you

A hunnid niggas that you got on salary, and twenty of 'em want you as a casualty

And one of them is actually, next to you

And two of them is practically tied to your lifestyle, just don't got the audacity to tell you

But let me tell you some game, 'cause I can see you my lil' homie

You playin' dirty with propaganda, it blow up on ya

You're playin' dirty with Zack Bia and Twitter bots

But your reality can't hide behind Wi-Fi

Your lil' memes is losing steam, they figured you out

The forced opinions is not convincin', y'all need a new route

It's time you look around on who's around you, before you figure that you're not alone

Ask what Mike would do

meet the grahams (Drake Diss) lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

Dear Adonis

I'm sorry that that man is your father, let me be honest

It takes a man to be a man, your dad is not responsive

I look at him and wish your grandpa woulda wore a condom

I'm sorry that you gotta grow up and then stand behind him

Life is hard, I know, the challenge is always gon' beat us home

Sometimes our parents make mistakes that affect us until we grown

And you're a good kid that need good leadership

Let me be your mentor since your daddy don't teach you shit

Never let a man piss on your leg, son

Either you die right there or pop that man in the head, son

Never fall in the escort business, that's bad religion

Please remember, you could be a bitch even if you got bitches

Never code-switch, whether right or wrong, you a Black man

Even if it don't benefit your goals, do some push-ups, get some discipline

Don't cut them corners like your daddy did, fuck what Ozempic did

Don't pay to play with them Brazilians, get a gym membership

Understand, no throwin' rocks and hidin' hands, that's law

Don't be ashamed 'bout who you wit', that's how he treat your moms

Don't have a kid to hide a kid to hide again, be sure

Five percent will comprehend, but ninety-five is lost

Be proud of who you are, your strength come from within

Lotta superstars that's real, but your daddy ain't one of them

And you nothing like him, you'll carry yourself as king

Can't understand me right now? Just play this when you eighteen

Dear Sandra

Your son got some habits, I hope you don't undermine them

Especially with all the girls that's hurt inside this climate

You a woman, so you know how it feels to be in alignment

With emotion, hopin' a man can see you and not be blinded

Dear Dennis, you gave birth to a master manipulator

Even usin' you to prove who he is is a huge favor

I think you should ask for more paper, and more paper

And more, uh, more paper

I'm blamin' you for all his gamblin' addictions

Psychopath intuition, the man that like to play victim

You raised a horrible fuckin' person, the nerve of you, Dennis

Sandra, sit down, what I'm about to say is heavy, now listen

Mm-mm, your son's a sick man with sick thoughts, I think niggas like him should die

Him and Weinstein should get fucked up in a cell for the rest they life

He hates Black women, hypersexualizes 'em with kinks of a nympho fetish

Grew facial hair because he understood bein' a beard just fit him better

He got sex offenders on ho-VO that he keep on a monthly allowance

A child should never be compromised and he keepin' his child around them

And we gotta raise our daughters knowin' there's predators like him lurkin'

Fuck a rap battle, he should die so all of these women can live with a purpose

I been in this industry twelve years, I'ma tell y'all one lil' secret

It's some weird shit goin' on and some of these artists be here to police it

They be streamlinin' victims all inside of they home and callin' 'em tender

Then leak videos of themselves to further push their agendas

To any woman that be playin' his music, know that you're playin' your sister

Or better, you're sellin' your niece, to the weirdos, not the good ones

Katt Williams said, "Get you the truth," so I'ma get mines

The Embassy 'bout to get raided too, it's only a matter of time

Ayy, LeBron, keep the family away, hey, Curry, keep the family away

To anybody that embody the love for they kids, keep the family away

They lookin' at you too if you standin' by him, keep the family away

I'm lookin' to shoot through any pervert that lives, keep the family safe

Dear baby girl

I'm sorry that your father not active inside your world

He don't commit to much but his music, yeah, that's for sure

He a narcissist, misogynist, livin' inside his songs

Try destroy families rather than takin' care of his own

Should be teachin' you time tables or watchin' Frozen with you

Or at your eleventh birthday singin' poems with you

Instead, he be in Turks payin' for sex and poppin' Percs, examples that you don't deserve

I wanna tell you that you're loved, you're brave, you're kind

You got a gift to change the world, and could change your father's mind

'Cause our children is the future, but he lives inside confusion

Money's always been illusion, but that's the life he's used to

His father prolly didn't claim him neither

History do repeats itself, sometimes it don't need a reason

But I would like to say it's not your fault that he's hidin' another child

Give him grace, this the reason I made Mr. Morale

So our babies like you can cope later

Give you some confidence to go through somethin', it's hope later

I never wanna hear you chase a man 'cause his failed behavior

Sittin' in the club with sugar daddies for validation

You need to know that love is eternity and trumps all pain

I'll tell you who your father is, just play this song when it rains

Yes, he's a hitmaker, songwriter, superstar, right

And a fuckin' deadbeat that should never say "more life"

Meet the Grahams

Dear Aubrey

I know you probably thinkin' I wanted to crash your party

But truthfully, I don't have a hatin' bone in my body

This supposed to be a good exhibition within the game

But you fucked up the moment you called out my family's name

Why you had to stoop so low to discredit some decent people?

Guess integrity is lost when the metaphors doesn't reach you

And I like to understand 'cause your house was never a home

Thirty-seven, but you showin' up as a seven-year-old

You got gamblin' problems, drinkin' problems, pill-poppin' and spendin' problems

Bad with money, whorehouse

Solicitin' women problems, therapy's a lovely start

But I suggest some ayahuasca, strip the ego from the bottom

I try to empathize with you 'cause I know that you ain't been through nothin'

Crave entitlement, but wanna be liked so bad that it's puzzlin'

No dominance, let's recap moments when you didn't fit in

No secret handshakes with your friend

No cultural cachet to binge, just disrespectin' your mother

Identity's on the fence, don't know which family will love ya

The skin that you livin' in is compromised in personas

Can't channel your masculine even when standin' next to a woman

You a body shamer, you gon' hide them baby mamas, ain't ya?

You embarrassed of 'em, that's not right, that ain't how mama raised us

Take that mask off, I wanna see what's under them achievements

Why believe you? You never gave us nothin' to believe in

'Cause you lied about religious views, you lied about your surgery

You lied about your accent and your past tense, all is perjury

You lied about your ghostwriters, you lied about your crew members

They all pussy, you lied on 'em, I know they all got you in 'em

You lied about your son, you lied about your daughter, huh

You lied about them other kids that's out there hopin' that you come

You lied about the only artist that can offer you some help

Fuck a rap battle, this a long life battle with yourself

euphoria (Drake Diss) lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

eurt si em tuoba yas yeht gnihtyrevE

Euphoria

Them super powers gettin' neutralized, I can only watch in silence

The famous actor we once knew is lookin' paranoid and now spiralin'

You're movin' just like a degenerate, every antic is feelin' distasteful

I calculate you're not as calculated, I can even predict your angle

Fabricatin' stories on the family front 'cause you heard Mr. Morale

A pathetic master manipulator, I can smell the tales on you now

You're not a rap artist, you a scam artist with the hopes of being accepted

Tommy Hilfiger stood out, but FUBU never had been your collection

I make music that electrify 'em, you make music that pacify 'em

I can double down on that line, but spare you this time, that's random acts of kindness

Know you a master manipulator and habitual liar too

But don't tell no lie about me and I won't tell truths 'bout you

Shoo, shoo, shoo

Shoo, shoo, shoo

Bee, bee, bee, bee, bee, bee

Yeah, I'm out the way, yeah, I'm low, okay

Yeah, the island right here's remote, okay

I ain't thinkin' about no reaper

Nigga, I'm reapin' what I sow, okay

Got a Benjamin and a Jackson all in my house like I'm Joe, okay

Hellcat, made his homeboys and them type sell they soul, okay

Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway

And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame

Oh, you thought the money, the power or fame would make you go away?

Have you ever played have-you-ever? Okay, nigga, let's play

Have you ever walked your enemy down like with a poker face?

Have you ever paid five hundred thou' like to an open case?

Well, I have, and I failed at both, but I came out straight

I hate when a rapper talk about guns, then somebody die

They turn into nuns, then hop online, like "Pray for my city"

He fakin' for likes and digital hugs

His daddy a killer, he wanna be junior, they must've forgot the shit that they done

Dementia must run in his family, but let it get shaky

I'll park his son

The very first time I shot me a Drac', the homie had told me to aim it this way

I didn't point down enough, today, I'll show you I learned from those mistakes

Somebody had told me that you got a ring, on God, I'm ready to double the wage

I'd rather do that than let a Canadian nigga make Pac turn in his grave

Cutthroat business, you got shit twisted

What is it? The braids?

I hurt your feelings? You don't wanna work with me no more? Okay

It's three G.O.A.T.s left, and I seen two of them kissin' and huggin' on stage

I love 'em to death, and in eight bars, I'll explain that phrase, huh

It's nothin' nobody can tell me, huh

I don't wanna talk on no celly, huh

You know I got language barriers, huh

It's no accent you can sell me, huh

Yeah, Cole and Aubrey know I'm a selfish nigga

The crown is heavy, huh

I pray they my real friends, if not, I'm YNW Melly

I don't like you poppin' shit at Pharrell, for him, I inherit the beef

Yeah, fuck all that pushin' P, let me see you push a T

You better off spinnin' again on him, you think about pushin' me

He's Terrence Thornton, I'm Terence Crawford, yeah, I'm whoopin' feet

We ain't gotta get personal, this a friendly fade, you should keep it that way

I know some shit about niggas that make Gunna Wunna look like a saint

This ain't been about critics, not about gimmicks, not about who the greatest

It's always been about love and hate, now let me say I'm the biggest hater

I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk, I hate the way that you dress

I hate the way that you sneak diss, if I catch flight, it's gon' be direct

We hate the bitches you fuck, 'cause they confuse themself with real women

And notice, I said "we," it's not just me, I'm what the culture feelin'

How many more fairytale stories 'bout your life 'til we had enough?

How many more Black features 'til you finally feel that you're Black enough?

I like Drake with the melodies, I don't like Drake when he act tough

You gon' make a nigga bring back Puff, let me see if Chubbs really crash somethin'

Yeah, my first one like my last one, it's a classic, you don't have one

Let your core audience stomach that, then tell 'em where you get your abs from

V12, it's a fast one, baow-baow-baow, last one

Headshot for the year, you better walk around like Daft Punk

Remember?

Ayy, Top Dawg, who the fuck they think they playin' with?

Extortion my middle name as soon as you jump off of that plane, bitch

I'm allergic to the lame shit, only you like bein' famous

Yachty can't give you no swag neither, I don't give a fuck 'bout who you hang with

I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk, I hate the way that you dress

Surprised you wanted that feature request

You know that we got some shit to address

I even hate when you say the word "nigga," but that's just me, I guess

Some shit just cringeworthy, it ain't even gotta be deep, I guess

Still love when you see success, everything with me is blessed

Keep makin' me dance, wavin' my hand, and it won't be no threat

I'm knowin' they call you The Boy, but where is a man? 'Cause I ain't seen him yet

Matter fact, I ain't even bleed him yet, can I bleed him? Bet

When I see you stand by Sexyy Red, I believe you see two bad bitches

I believe you don't like women, it's real competition, you might pop ass with 'em

Let's speak on percentage, show me your splits, I'll make sure I double back with you

You were signed to a nigga that's signed to a nigga that said he was signed to that nigga

Try cease and desist on the "Like That" record?

Ho, what? You ain't like that record?

"Back To Back," I like that record

I'ma get back to that, for the record

Why would I call around tryna get dirt on niggas? Y'all think all my life is rap?

That's ho shit, I got a son to raise, but I can see you don't know nothin' 'bout that

Wakin' him up, know nothin' 'bout that

And tell him to pray, know nothin' 'bout that

And givin' him tools to walk through life like day-by-day, know nothin' 'bout that

Teachin' him morals, integrity, discipline, listen, man, you don't know nothin' 'bout that

Speakin' the truth and consider what God's considerin', you don't know nothin' 'bout that

Ain't twenty-v-one, it's one-v-twenty if I gotta smack niggas that write with you

Yeah, bring 'em out too, I'll clean 'em out too

Tell BEAM that he better stay right with you

Am I battlin' ghost or AI? Nigga feelin' like Joel Osteen

Funny, he was in a film called "AI"

And my sixth sense tellin' me to off him

I'ma blick niggas all in they coffin

Yeah, OV-ho niggas is dick riders

Tell 'em run to America, they imitate heritage, they can't imitate this violence

What I learned is niggas don't like the West Coast

And I'm fine with it, I'll push the line with it

Pick a nigga off one at a time with it

We can be on a three-hour time difference

Don't speak on the family, crodie

It can get deep in the family, crodie

Talk about me and my family, crodie?

Someone gon' bleed in your family, crodie

I be at New Ho King eatin' fried rice with a dip sauce and blammy, crodie

Tell me you're cheesin', fam

We can do this right now on the camera, crodie

Ayy, fuck y'all niggas, I don't trust y'all niggas

I wave one finger and thump y'all niggas like mmm

Field goal, punt y'all niggas, they punk y'all niggas, nobody never took my food

Whoever that's fuckin' with him, fuck you niggas, and fuck the industry too

If you take it there, I'm takin' it further

Psst, that's somethin' you don't wanna do

Ooh

We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more

We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more

Stop

Don't Don't Do It! lyrics - N.E.R.D & Kendrick Lamar

[Pharell Williams:]

It makes no difference in this life

Up and ups just fine

Gonna up and up this life

Til' we go down on our luck

It makes no difference in this life

Up and ups just fine

Gonna up and up this life

Til the lid gets stuffed

Lifting up, lifting up

Lifting up, lifting up

Coming down, coming down

Coming down, coming down

Wake them up, wake them up

To the sound

They tell you pull over, tell you get out your car

Don't do it, don't don't do it

Don't do it, don't don't do it

Don't do it, don't don't do it

Don't do it, don't don't do it

They wanna see your legs hooked up to your arms

Don't do it, don't don't do it

Don't do it, don't don't do it

Don't do it, don't don't do it

We were going home

Waiting for the kids

Schoolbus to arrive

They're gonna do it anway

Where'd you put the keys?

Wait, is that your phone?

Got a TBI

Wait, is that police?

Get out for what?

I'm not your guy

They're gonna do it anway

Look behind the trees

Tryna to tell you don't

They're about to fire

They're gonna do it anyway

They're gonna do it anyway

They're gonna do it anyway

They're gonna do it anyway

They're gonna do it anyway

They tell you pull over, tell you get out your car

Don't do it, don't don't do it

Don't do it, don't don't do it

Don't do it, don't don't do it

They wanna see your legs hooked up to your arms

Don't do it, don't don't do it

Don't do it, don't don't do it

Don't do it, don't don't do it

Whoa Ferguson, Oh Baltimore

Raleigh, North Carolina

They're gonna do it anway

Wisconsin, Tulsa, Oklahoma

Cleveland, Ohio

Montgomery, Baton Rouge, Cincinnati car

Dayton, Ohio

They're gonna do it anway

New Jersey, Phoenix, Minnesota

South Carolina

They gonna do it anway

They are gonna do it anyway

They are gonna do it anyway

They are gonna do it anyway

They are gonna do it anyway

They are gonna do it anyway

[Kendrick Lamar:]

You better Duckworth fast for the millennia'

Don't stare, don't laugh at the media

Brakes free, press gas when he enter ya'

Don't let it go bad when he ante up

Highway, get out the way

Black man can't find escape

Pac-man wanna prosecute you, raise your hand up, then he shoot ya'

Face off, face up Adolf Hitler

Grandkids slayed off

Niggas, same rules, same chalk

Different decade, same block

Keep focus, you wanna get caught with your eyes open

You wanna stand clear of the prognosis

Problem hoping, watch demotion

Watch em' close enough

Don't let the holster break or roast ya'

Roller coast ride that bitch

Soon the lady's eyes gon' switch

You know Cali got that itch

How many more of us gotta see the coroner

Slain by the same badge, stop, wait, break, fast!

[Pharrell Williams:]

Don't do it, don't don't do it

Don't do it, don't don't do it

Don't do it, don't don't do it

Don't do it, don't don't do it

family ties lyrics - Baby Keem & Kendrick Lamar

[Baby Keem:]

Jump in that— (Huh, huh), summon that bitch

Jump in that— (Huh, huh), jump in that fire, jump in that bitch

Hittin' that fire, jump in that whip, thumbin' that bitch

Cum in that bitch (Ho), drummin' that— (Huh, huh)

Drummin' that bitch (Yeah)

Chopper doin' circles, it's a Vert', Vert'

Take him to the party, he's a nerd (Pop out)

I see niggas hit corners in the motherfuckin' 'burbs, huh (Pop out)

Done politickin' with the competition, what's the word? (Yeah)

Put that on my mama, nigga, eight in the process

Niggas tryna tippy-toe through the progress

Tongue-tied when the truth is an object

What's the pros and the cons of this next check?

Wasn't nobody 'round, I was independent

In the 90s, sittin' bum with the windows tinted

Heard a bum got a strap in the party

Who the fuck lays out niggas at the party?

Beat 'em up, beat 'em up, beat 'em up, beat 'em up (Ah)

I was seein' double in the projects

Mad at myself when I put it to the side

Mama had to cater for the coupe

That we rode after school on the way to Popeyes

And niggas wanna play both sides

It's a red dot, don't get on the wrong red eye

It's a headshot, Damien Kane, Woo

Them guys

Fuck around and bury two of them guys

I'm OD in Paris, I'm OD in France

I thought that I told you, I need the advance

Put down your IG and look through my lens

A million to grandma, who did I offend?

The girl of your dreams to me is a fan

I netted ten million and did a lil' dance

I'm fuckin' the world, I unzip my pants

My uncle G told me that I had a chance

So then I popped out and did it again

And did it again and did it again

I can not respect them, where did he begin?

Advice from the council, let nobody in

Been swervin' through rumors

Avoidin' the trends and duckin' the hoes

I'm duckin' the loonies that come with the shows

I'm grateful to Man-Man, he opened up doors

And bung' on the tour bus to come and compose

I reach to the stars on my tippy toes

This greatest success where most niggas fold

I tell you my past, that shit don't get old

But how could you ask like I don't be writin' my raps?

These critics got everyone tapped

You gotta relax, the city where nobody sleep

Just tap in and ask where I'm at, ho

[Kendrick Lamar:]

Smoking on your top five tonight, tonight

Yeah, I'm smokin' on your, what's her name, tonight, tonight

Smokin' on you, shores, ain't two-nine, yeah, two

I am the omega, pgLang, Rollie gang, SIE

Don't you address me unless it's with four letters

I thought you'd known better

I been duckin' the pandemic, I been, social gimmicks

I been duckin' the overnight activists, yeah

I'm not a trending topic, I'm a—

Hold on, y'all niggas playin' with me, man

I am the omega, pgLang, Rollie gang, SIE

Don't you address me unless it's with four letters

Bitch, I thought you'd known better

I been duckin' the pandemic, I been duckin' the social gimmicks

I been duckin' the overnight activists, yeah

I'm not a trending topic, I'm a prophet

I answer to Metatron and Gabriel

Bitch, looking for a better me

I am a legacy, I come from the seventy

The Al Green offspring, guns and the melody

The big shot, wrist on cryotherapy

Soon as I press that button

Nigga better get right like the ambulance comin'

Us two on a light, Keem been through nothin'

Dave Free got at least one B in the oven

I'm trippin', I'm juugin', my mental is amazing, brother

Pop off, only on occasions, brother

Rich nigga, momma know I made it, brother

Go figure, never caught cases, brother

Face it, brother, gracious brother

New flows comin', be patient, brother

Show my ass and take yall to class

I can multitask like Megan, brother

2021, I ain't takin' no prisoner

Last year, y'all fucked up all the listener

Who went platinum? I call that a visitor

Who the fuck backin' 'em? All been falsified

The facts mean this a vaccine, and the game need me to survive

The Elohim, the rebirth

Before you get to the Father, you gotta holla at me first, bitch

Smokin' on top fives

Motherfuck that album, fuck that single

Burn that hard drive (Burn that shit)

Ain't nobody safe

When I come up killin' everybody that's outside (Who you with?)

Yeah, Kanye changed his life

But me, I'm still an old school Gemini (Lil' bitch)

Let me jump in this bitch

[Baby Keem:]

Let me jump in this bitch

Two phones, but I only bring one in this bitch

[Kendrick Lamar:]

One daughter, but they all my sons in this bitch

[Baby Keem:]

No hoes, ain't shit gettin' done in this bitch

[Kendrick Lamar:]

I'm scary, I got a gun in this bitch

Smokin' on top fives, stop playin', I'm that guy

[Baby Keem:]

Number two DM'ing my bitch

That's cool, I don't ask why

Gotta Love Me lyrics - Kendrick Lamar (feat. Baby Keem)

[Kendrick Lamar:]

I'm the type of nigga that get sexy on a bitch

VVS Presi' on a bitch

Put respect up on my name, ho, I'm heavy in this bitch, yeah

I'm the type of nigga that get sexy on a bitch

VVS clarity stone, Presi' on a bitch

And I'm feelin' like the hand of God blessed me in this bitch

Put respect up on my name, ho, I'm heavy in this bitch

I just won seven Grammies, girl, you gotta fuck me

And I got a song with Beyoncé, you love me?

Poppin' wheelies on the freeway, I'm a stuntman

Got the city goin' crazy, look at what you done man

We just havin' fun man, T-O-P the gun man

D-O-T was on his level, vibin' in the function

100K for a walkthrough, why you talkin' to me?

Starin' at a dead president, they be talkin' to me, but look

I'm the type that get sassy on a bitch

One thing I can't stand is a messy lil' bitch

And a lotta y'all niggas undercover male groupies

105 with the window down, bumpin' Fugees

[Baby Keem (Kendrick Lamar):]

Doing what I want, yeah, I'm filthy

I'ma flex hard 'til it kill me

Handsome, say she wanna fuck me 'cause I'm handsome

(I'm the type that get sexy on a bitch)

(Put respect up on my name, ho, I'm heavy in this bitch, yeah)

Handsome, say she wanna fuck me 'cause I'm handsome

[Kendrick Lamar:]

Big chillin' with my foolies and we all cool

Hit 'em with the whole foolie, we don't argue

You ain't hoppin' out on the mission, man, that's awful

You ain't countin' money, checkin' chicken, man, that's awful

And I got a car full of them female fossils

Lil' baby actin' fool with it, take a jaw full

I be drippin' sauce too, I done took a loss too

I done fell on my pocket, that's just what a boss do

Ain't nothin' to a full-time player on the deep end

Always on the deep end, I'm ballin' on the deep end

My acebooncoon say they callin' on the deep end

I'ma pledge to this whole dollar with allegiance

But I'ma get sassy on a bitch

Hit 'em with the wam-bam, break a levy on a bitch, yeah

I lift my shirt up, then I do my dance

I can manage for the cameras somehow

[Baby Keem (Kendrick Lamar):]

Doing what I want, yeah, I'm filthy

I'ma flex hard 'til it kill me

Handsome, say she wanna fuck me 'cause I'm handsome

(I'm the type that get sexy on a bitch)

(Put respect up on my name, ho, I'm heavy in this bitch, yeah)

Handsome, say she wanna fuck me 'cause I'm handsome

Heroin lyrics - Kendrick Lamar (feat. Lance Skiiiwalker, Punch, Isaiah Rashad, Jay Rock, SZA)

[Kendrick Lamar:]

It was eye witnessing poverty

Burning bullets allowing these walls breaking

Devour these laws trying to empower me

I thought I knew the reason you grew to love sour diesel

Smoking like locomotive your focus was hourly

And then you caught me your pity party had towered me

Shower me with the will that never dried

I tell you put your worries and friendly doubts to the side

I doubt that you listen, it's stuck in your system I tried

She's been miserable, she's been living in prison

Soaking up life's reality this is the visual

Baby daddy a light build blade walking with high heel

Paid stalking that avenue, never knew how the light feel, I

Got a plan got a plan for ya

I just just might hold a couple bands for ya

And leave this message in the sand for ya

Tell me you're ready to change

She said naw nigga it's part of the game

Just like heroin

[Lance Skiiiwalker:]

Streets don't fail me now need you right on time

Say, right on time

Please stay paced and the ground need you right on time

Say, you right on time

Streets don't fail me now need you right on time

Say, you right on time

God, please lift the smile need you right on time

Say, right on time

[SZA:]

Runaway from the fire, I fly downhill

Lay your head over this side, now

You keep pain on the inside, now

What's been eating you, who's been needing you

You been keeping it down, and

You been taking me higher and higher

[Punch:]

Functioning addict, I'm high off her passion

Chasing history's baddest, I mastered this apparatus

Rackin' my brain, I'm scared of being average

Going against the grain just tryna maintain my savage

Foolish of her to try to play towards my vanity

And foolish of me to let her do it, I love calamity

I love a challenge, naw I love the fantasy

And this is high stakes I risk it all for a pair of snakes

Connect the dot nigga this is fate

I'm talking predestination

I'm talking blind dedication

Plan B is contraception we didn't make it

Sexercise a little bit of patience

The love of the rush is us

I'm addicted to violence, helicopters, and sirens

Blood pressure is skying, nigga I'm trying

I never felt more alive than I felt dying

Heroin

[Lance Skiiiwalker & SZA:]

Streets don't fail me now need you right on time

Say, right on time

Please stay paced and ground need you right on time

Say, you right on time

Streets don't fail me now need you right on time

Say, you right on time

God please lift the smile need you right on time

Say, right on time

[Isaiah Rashad (SZA):]

I heard you spending all your time baby (oh)

And you could never get a dime baby (Never get a dime)

At least a nigga got a dime baby (At least a nigga got it)

It's hard to come home (Hard to come home)

It's hard to come home (Hard to come home baby)

[Jay Rock (Kendrick Lamar):]

She my gift and my curse, she really quenching my thirst

Baby my vice, she got me driving with no headlights (Is that right?)

She know my thoughts, pleasures and pain

Everybody love her and she love everybody the same

[Kendrick Lamar:]

She said I got a plan, got a plan for ya

I might hold a couple bands for ya

Leave a message in the sand for ya

[Jay Rock:]

Tell me you want me to change, hell naw I'm still sipping the same

Nigga it's just like heroin

HUMBLE. (Skrillex Remix) lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My left stroke just went viral

Right stroke put lil' baby in a spiral

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

It's levels to it, you and I know

Bitch, be humble (hol' up, bitch)

(Hol' up, bitch)

(Hol' up, bitch)

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

Sit down (hol' up)

Be humble

Sit down (hol' up)

Be humble

Sit down (hol' up)

Be humble

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

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

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

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

I make a play fucking up your whole life

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

Show me somethin' natural like afro on Richard Pryor

Show me somethin' natural like ass with some stretch marks

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm the realest nigga after all

Bitch, be humble (hol' up, bitch)

(Hol' up, bitch)

(Hol' up)

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

Sit down (hol' up)

Be humble

Sit down (hol' up)

Be humble

Sit down (hol' up, hol' up)

Be humble

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

I'm Better (Demo) lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

Wu-Tang Clan, how my angels get up

Life on life, tell me how yours set up

Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year

Hm, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better

Crisis, prices, don't tell us

T4, blood, check levels

Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year

Hmm, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better

Wu-Tang Clan, how my angels get up

Life on life, tell me how yours set up

Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year

Hm, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better

Crisis, prices, don't tell us

T4, blood, check levels

Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year

I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better

Images, virus, limitless, vices

Somewhere energy shining

Eyes shut, silence

I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better (what)

Images, virus, limitless, vices

Somewhere energy shining

Eyes shut, silence

I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better (what)

Come here lil' bitch, I ain't done lil' bitch, one on one lil' bitch, ain't nothin' like me

Open your eyes for a second, I'm the high-end legend, I'm the guidance that you need

Rollin' on sevens on the regular, now I don't think you ready for the revolution that I bring

One shot, two shot, three shot, four shot

Fountain of youth thought- (Hol' up, pow-pow)

Come here lil' bitch, I ain't done lil' bitch, one on one lil' bitch, ain't nothin' like me

Open your eyes for a second, I'm the high-end legend, I'm the guidance that you need

Rollin' on sevens on the regular, now I don't think you ready for the revolution that I bring

One shot, two shot, three shot, four shot

Fountain of youth thought like a-

Wu-Tang Clan, how my angels get up

Life on life, tell me how yours set up

Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year

Hm, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better

Crisis, prices, don't tell us

T4, blood, check levels

Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year

I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better (Pow-pow)

Images, virus, limitless, vices

Somewhere energy shining

Eyes shut, silence

I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better (what)

Images, virus, limitless, vices

Somewhere energy shining

Eyes shut, silence

I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better (what)

How many y'all go up (Go up)

How many y'all don't holler at her all

But the energy not like us (Like us)

Half of you niggas just suck (They suck)

How the fuck niggas still ain't grown up

When they thirty-two plus and they live month to month

Who would you pick, actin' like they had brunch

Nigga I'm disgusted

I ain't gotta say that I'm 'bout to move different

So I can move different

I don't give a fuck if there ten billionaires right here, man, fuck that bitch

If I don't know progress myself 'round you

Then I don't know what else to know for you

And I don't know what else controllin' you

Ha, ha, ha, ha

Wu-Tang Clan, how my angels get up

Life on life, tell me how yours set up

Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year

I'm better, I'm better, I'm better

Crisis, prices, don't tell us

T4, blood, check levels

Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year

I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better (Pow-pow)

Made lotta money, but it's not for me

Might give it all away like Jack Dorsey

[?] and the babies don't need me

Buy more land 'cause we never had land

Trust me for blood, and my estate plans

I'ma keep it a buck, I'ma five-star brand

Killstreaks, 5 links, all plated gold

Isolation, justice in my soul

Last year, make or break, bad year

The evils was around, but didn't last here

Images, virus, limitless, vices

Somewhere energy shining

Eyes shut, silence

I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better (what)

Images, virus, limitless, vices

Somewhere energy shining

Eyes shut, silence

I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better (what)

Look Over Your Shoulders (Demo) lyrics - Kendrick Lamar (feat. NIKKI GRIER, Michael Jackson, Busta Rhymes)

[Michael Jackson (Busta Rhymes):]

Just look over your shoulders, honey!

(Yeah, I know, it's been a minute)

Got to know

Just look over your shoulders, honey!

Whenever you need me

Just look over your shoulders!

Whenever you need me

Just look over your shoulders, honey!

When you need me. Woo oh!

[Kendrick Lamar:]

I wrote my first bars in the car with Stacy

How bizarre, my battle scars at large would lace me

Big marbles, nigga

I lead this new generation, boy, don't argue with us

Marvelous beat selectors, authors and novel spitters

And it's all for the literature

And it's all for the hideous, the nastiest flows, the chlamydia, uh

I ain't afraid to say I need you, ah yeah (Hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop)

I promise I'd never leave you, ah yeah

My life is like twelve open mics of hopeless notes I write

For sure my folks unite soon as the flow get nice, the poltergeist

That scare emcees, my prototype for every, my share of deeds

And RIPs, you know my type of style is like my everything

Apparently my appetite they famished, bite no hand that feed

The culture vulture die and bleed

My focus hold these thoughts and dreams

Control this pen (Look over your shoulder)

Boldest lines of rhymes and things

Devote my time and mind it seems

Supposed to shine, remind I'm king

Provoke the blind and bomb the fiends

The pros, the cons of diamond rings

I'm full of time but I'ma bring

The soul divine and cross between

What's yours and mines, the goal the green

The roads that show just what it mean

Then grab Shakur right by the wing

And fly before my vocals (Scream!)

For hip-hop, look at my Ziploc

Bag full of goodies, you Chris Rock, hit the Pookie and piss stops

Since tube socks, baby, you a hell of a drug

Just look over your shoulders when they fuck you over, it's love

I know ya

[Michael Jackson:]

(Woo!) Don't you know, baby?

Don't you know, baby?

Just look over your shoulders, honey!

Whenever you need me

Just look over your shoulders!

Whenever you need me

Just look over your shoulders, honey!

Yeah yeah, you need me (Woo!)

[Busta Rhymes:]

Shh, look over your shoulder, get me?

'Cause I done bodied the game to the point niggas scared to rap with me

Kept burnin' 'til they anointed me one of the kings of black history

And yes, I see the game is a little different, niggas lack simply

Them bars and I spit 'em like darts 'til they puncture your kidney

You trash and it don't matter how much you gon' try to convince me

And you gon' make my gun cock and talk a whole 'nother way, yo

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh (Woo!)

I am the Buddha, the Ali Baba, the believer-er maker

So pristine, the dice roll from under my sleeve when I shake 'em

So rude, I'm so ice cold but I'm what you need to just wake 'em

All them crowns and medals on the wall waitin' for me to just take 'em

When I arrive, my theme music got a pound to it

And when I leave, even my shadow got a sound to it

'Cause I'm the god of the harder, the martyr, the father

I spit a saliva that's leaking a lava

Completin' the saga while meetin' and greetin'

And beating you niggas completely and conquer

Extremely bark on a nigga, you see me

And deeply carve up a nigga, believe me

Graffiti your armor, you heebie, you jeebie

Bikini your braud up (You guinea pig!)

See me now give me the startup and treat me, you greet me

And meet me with arms up

So sweet when I speak, have a seat, it was deep

I was sleep, now the god's up, hmm

Upholding the fundamentals, while most of you boast a rental

Focus on what's most essential, spit bars to provoke your mental

Do I have your attendamiento?

While I clap these raps like thunders

Look over your shoulder boy and wonder

[Michael Jackson {Nikki Grier}:]

(Wooh!)

Don't you know, baby? {Ooh, whoa}

Don't you know, baby? {Mhm, mhn, yeah}

Just look over your shoulders, honey!

Whenever you need me {When you need me}

Just look over your shoulders!

Whenever you need me {Whenever you need me}

Just look over your shoulders, honey!

Yeah yeah, you need me (Woo oh!)

[Nikki Grier:]

With God watchin' over us and me over your shoulders (All you had to do is look forward)

But what you gonna do, you pull the devil even closer (Why'd you pull the devil even closer?)

Them clowns that you hang with more ridiculous than white Cleopatra

Or Caucasians telling blacks to go back to Africa

But I digress, you're more, but you act less

Why do you act less even still, when the weight of life feels like a boulder (Just look over your shoulders)

I'm here whenever you need me

When you need me

Whenever you need me, when you need me

[Michael Jackson:]

(Wooh!)

Don't you know, baby?

Don't you know, baby?

Just look over your shoulders, honey!

Whenever you need me

Just look over your shoulders!

Whenever you need me

Just look over shoulders, honey!

Yeah yeah, you need me (Wooh!)

(Wooh!)

Don't you know baby?

Don't you know baby?

Just look over your shoulders, honey!

Whenever you need me

Just look over your shoulders!

Whenever you need me

Just look over your shoulders, honey!

Don't you know, baby?

Don't you know, baby?

Just look over your shoulders, honey!

Whenever you need me