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All the Lyrics to Kendrick Lamar's "Damn"

BLOOD.

Is it wickedness?

Is it weakness?

You decide

Are we gonna live or die?

So I was takin' a walk the other day, and I seen a woman, a blind woman pacin' up and down the sidewalk.

She seemed to be a bit frustrated, as if she had dropped somethin' and havin' a hard time findin' it.

So after watching her struggle for a while, I decide to go over and lend a helping hand, you know?

Hello, ma'am, can I be of any assistance? It seems to me that you have lost something.

I would like to help you find it. She replied, "Oh yes, you have lost something. You've lost your life"

Is it wickedness?

Views on police brutality with that line in the song quote, "And we hate the popo, wanna kill us in the street fosho... I don't like it"

DNA.

I got, I got, I got, I got

Loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA

Cocaine quarter piece, got war and peace inside my DNA

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

I got hustle though, ambition, flow, inside my DNA

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

I transform like this, perform like this, was Yashua's new weapon

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

This that put-the-kids-to-bed

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

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

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

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

I got off, I got troublesome, heart inside my DNA

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

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

You see fireworks and Corvette tire skrrt the boulevard

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

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

Bitch, your hormones prolly switch inside your DNA

Problem is, all that sucker shit inside your DNA

Daddy prolly snitched, heritage inside your DNA

That don't exist, born outside a jellyfish at age

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

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

I know murder, conviction, burners, boosters, burglars, ballers, dead, redemption

Scholars, fathers dead with kids and I wish I was fed forgiveness

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

Born inside the beast

My expertise checked out in second grade

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

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

And I'm gon' shine like I'm supposed to, anti-social, extrovert

And excellent mean the extra work

And absentness what the fuck you heard

And pessimists never struck my nerve

And that's a riff, gonna plead this case

The reason my power's here on earth

Salute the truth, when the prophet say

I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA

This is why I say that hip hop has done more damage to young African Americans than racism in recent years

I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA

I live a better life, I'm rollin' several dice, fuck your life

I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA

I live a better, fuck your life

5, 4, 3, 2, 1

This is my heritage, all I'm inheritin'

Money and power, the makin' of marriages

Tell me somethin'

You mothafuckas can't tell me nothin'

I'd rather die than to listen to you

My DNA not for imitation

Your DNA an abomination

This how it is when you're in the Matrix

Dodgin' bullets, reapin' what you sow

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

And sleepin' in a villa

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

Diamond in the ceilin', marble on the floors

Beach inside the window, peekin' out the window

Baby in the pool, godfather goals

Only Lord knows, I've been goin' ham

I'm dodgin' paparazzi, freakin' through the cameras

Eatin' 4 dollar brats, wearin' sandals

Yoga on a Monday, stretchin to Nirvana

Watchin' all the snakes, curvin' all the fakes

Phone never on, I don't conversate

I don't compromise, I just penetrate

Sex, money, murder, these are the breaks

These are the times, level number 9

Look up in the sky, 10 is on the way

Sentence on the way, killings on the way

Motherfucker I got winners on the way

You ain't shit without a body on your belt

You ain't shit without a ticket on your plate

You ain't sick enough to pull it on yourself

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

Tell me when destruction gonna be my fate

Gonna be your fate, gonna be our fate

Peace to the world, let it rotate

Sex, money, murder, our DNA

YAH.

I got so many theories and suspicions

I'm diagnosed with real nigga conditions

Today is the day I follow my intuition

Keep the family close, get money, fuck bitches

I double parked the Aston in the red

My mama told me that I'ma work myself to death

My girl told me don't let these hoes get in my head

My world been ecstatic, I checked the signal that read

Buzzin', radars is buzzin'

Yah, yah, yah, yah

Yah, yah, yah, yah

Buzzin', radars is buzzin'

Yah, yah, yah, yah

Yah, yah, yah, yah

Interviews wanna know my thoughts and opinions

Fox News wanna use my name for percentage

My latest news is my niece, she's worth livin'

See me on the TV and scream, "That's Uncle Kendrick"

Yeah, that's the business

Somebody tell Geraldo this nigga got some ambition

I'm not a politician, I'm not 'bout a religion

I'ma Israelite, don't call me Black no mo'

That word is only a color, it ain't facts no mo'

My cousin called, my cousin called Duckworth

Said, "Know my worth"

And Deuteronomy say that we all been cursed

I know he walks the Earth

But it's money to get, bitches to hit, yah

Zeroes to flip, temptation is yah

First on my list, I can't resist, yah

Everyone together now, know that we forever

Buzzin', radars is buzzin'

Yah, yah, yah, yah

Yah, yah, yah, yah

Buzzin', radars is buzzin'

Yah, yah, yah, yah

Yah, yah, yah, yah

ELEMENT.

New Kung Fu Kenny

Ain't nobody prayin' for me

Y'all know what happens on Earth stays on Earth

Here we go

I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck

I don't give a, I don't give a, I don't give a fuck

I'm willin' to die for this shit

I done cried for this shit, might take a life for this shit

Put the Bible down and go eye for an eye for this shit

D.O.T. my enemy, won't catch a vibe for this shit, ayy

I been stomped out in front of my mama

My daddy commissary made it to commas

Bitch, all my grandmas dead

So ain't nobody prayin' for me, I'm on your head, ayy

30 millions later, know the feds watchin'

Auntie on my telegram like, "Be cautious"

I be hangin' out at Tam's, I be on Stockton

I don't do it for the 'Gram, I do it for Compton

I'm willin' to die for this shit, nigga

I'll take your fuckin' life for this shit, nigga

We ain't goin' back to broke, family sellin' dope

That's why you maney ass rap niggas better know

If I gotta slap a pussy ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexy

If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy

I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy

They won't take me out my element

Nah, take me out my element

I'm allergic to a bitch nigga, ayy

An imaginary rich nigga, ayy

Seven figures hold that slimmer than my bitch figure, ayy

Goin' digital and physical on all y'all, ayy

Bunch of criminals and money in my phone calls, ayy

We okay, we let the A1 fly

Relocate, jump on the same G5

Checkin' for me heavy 'cause I go yeah, I go yeah

They never been ready yeah, I know yeah, know yeah

100K spread 'cross the floor, 'cross floor yeah

None of y'all fuckin' with the flow yeah, the flow yeah

Years in the making, don't y'all mistake it

I got 'em by a landslide, we talkin' 'bout races

You know this'll never be a tie, just look at they laces

You know careers take off, just gotta be patient

Mister one through five that's the only logic

Fake my death, go to Cuba, that's the only option

If I gotta slap a pussy ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexy

If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy

I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy

They won't take me out my element

Nah, take me out my element

Damned if I do, if I don't

Goddamn us all if you won't

Damn, damn, damn it's a goddamn shame

You ain't frontline, get out the goddamn way

Niggas thought they wasn't gonna see me, huh?

Niggas thought that K-Dot real life was the same life they see on TV, huh?

Niggas wanna flex on me and be in LA for free, huh?

Next time they hit the 10 freeway, we need receipt, huh?

'Cause most of y'all ain't real

Most of y'all gon' squeal

Most of y'all just envy, but jealousy get you killed

Most of y'all throw rocks and try to hide your hand

Just say his name and I promise that you'll see Candyman

Because it's all in your eyes

Most of y'all tell lies

Most of y'all don't fade

Most of y'all been advised

Last LP I tried to lift the black artists

But it's a difference between black artists and wack artists

If I gotta slap a pussy ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexy

It's the one and only, the world's greatest, the Kid Capri

If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy

I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy

They won't take me out my element

Nah, take me out my element

FEEL.

Ain't nobody prayin' for me

Ain't nobody prayin' for me

Ain't nobody prayin' for me

Ain't nobody prayin' for me

I feel like a chip on my shoulders

I feel like I'm losin' my focus

I feel like I'm losin' my patience

I feel like my thoughts in the basement

Feel like, I feel like you're miseducated

Feel like I don't wanna be bothered

I feel like you may be the problem

I feel like it ain't no tomorrow

Fuck the world

The world is ending, I'm done pretendin'

And fuck you if you get offended

I feel like friends been overrated

I feel like the family been fakin'

I feel like the feelings are changin'

Feel like my daughter compromised and jaded

Feel like you wanna scrutinize how I made it

Feel like I ain't feelin' you all

Feel like removin' myself, no feelings involved

I feel for you, I've been in the field for you

It's real for you, right?

Shit, I feel like

Ain't nobody prayin' for me

Ain't nobody prayin' for me

Ain't nobody prayin' for me

Ain't nobody prayin'

I feel niggas been out of pocket

I feel niggas tappin' they pockets

I feel like debated on who the greatest can stop it

I am legend, I feel like all of y'all is peasants

I feel like all of y'all is desperate

I feel like all it take is a second to feel like

Mike Jordan whenever holdin' a real mic

I ain't feelin' your presence

Feel like I'ma learn you a lesson

Feel like only me and the music though

I feel like your feelin' ain't mutual

I feel like the enemy you should know

Feel like the feelin' of no hope

The feelin' of bad dope

A quarter ounce manipulated from soap

The feelin', the feelin' of false freedom

I'll force feed 'em the poison that fill 'em up in the prison

I feel like it's just me, look

I feel like I can't breathe, look

I feel like I can't sleep, look

I feel heartless, often off this

Feelin' of fallin', of fallin' apart with

Darkest hours, lost it

Fillin' the void of bein' employed with ballin'

Streets is talkin'

Fillin' the planks with coffins

Fill up the banks with dollars

Fill up the graves with fathers

Fill up the babies with bullshit

Internet blogs and pulpit, fill up with gossip

I feel like this gotta be the feelin' what Pac was

The feelin' of an apocalypse happenin', but nothin' is awkward

The feelin' won't prosper

The feelin' is toxic

I feel like I'm boxin' demons, monsters

False prophets schemin', sponsors, industry promises

Niggas, bitches, honkies, crackers, Compton

Church, religion, token blacks, and bondage

Lawsuit visits, subpoena served in concert

Fuck your feelings, I mean this for imposters

I can feel it, the phoenix sure to watch us

I can feel it, the dream is more than process

I can put a regime that forms a lochness

I can feel it, the scream that haunts our logic

I feel like say some, I feel like take some

I feel like skatin' off, I feel like waitin' for 'em

Maybe it's too late for 'em

I feel like the whole world want me to pray for 'em

But who the fuck prayin' for me?

Ain't nobody prayin' for me

Who prayin' for me?

Ain't nobody prayin'

LOYALTY.

[Kendrick Lamar & Rihanna:]

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

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

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

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

It's a secret society, all we ask is trust (all we ask is trust)

All we got is us

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

[Kendrick Lamar:]

Kung Fu Kenny, now

My resume is real enough for two millenniums

A better way to make a wave's not defendin' them

I meditate and moderate all of my wins again

I'm hangin' on the fence again

I'm always on your mind

I put my lyric and my lifeline on the line

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

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

(Only for the dollar sign)

[Rihanna:]

Bad gyal RiRi, now

Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, deeper now

On your pulse like a CD in

Gas in the bitch like it's premium

Haul ass on a bitch all in the fast lane, been a bad bitch

Way before any cash came, I'm established

Hundred carats on my name, run the atlas

I'm a natural, I'm alright

[Kendrick Lamar & Rihanna:]

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

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

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

You can babysit him when I leave him outside

Ain't no other love like the one I know

I done been down so long I slowed

I done came down so hard I slowed

I don't sleep forever, all a real nigga won't

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

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

(all I want is, all I want is)

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

10-4, no switching sides

Feel somethin' wrong

You acting shifty, you don't ride

With me no more, I need

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

[Kendrick Lamar:]

Tell me who you loyal to

Is it money? it is fame? It is weed? Is it drink?

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

Big chillin', only for the power in your name

Tell me who you loyal to

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

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

Tell me when your loyalty is comin' from the heart

[Rihanna & Kendrick Lamar:]

Tell me who you loyal to

Do it start with your women or your man?

Do it end with your family and friends?

Or you're loyal to yourself in advance?

I said, tell me who you loyal to

Is it anybody that you would lie for?

Anybody you would slide for?

Anybody you would die for?

That's what God for

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

All I want is tonight is just to get high up

(All I want is, all I want is)

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

10-4, no switching sides

Feel somethin' wrong

You acting shifty, you don't ride

With me no more, I need

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

[Rihanna:]

It's so hard to be humble

It's so hard to be

All I know is I'm trying

All I know is I'm dying

Baby

PRIDE.

Love's gonna get you killed

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

And you and you and you and me

And you and you and you and me

And you and you and you and me

And you and you and you and me and

It wasn't all to share, but there

In another life, I surely was there

It wasn't all to share, but there

I care, I care

Hell-raising, wheel-chasing, new worldy possessions

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

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

Happiness or flashiness? How do you serve the question?

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

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

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

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

I ain't perfect, I probably won't come around, this time, I might put you down

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

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

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

Pity parties and functions and you and yours

A perfect world, you probably live another 24

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

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

It wasn't all to share, but there

In another life, I surely was there

It wasn't all to share, but there

I care, I care

Maybe I wasn't there

Maybe I wasn't there

Maybe I wasn't there

Maybe I wasn't there

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

Cold as December but never remember what winter did

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

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

Smiles and cold stares, the temperature goes there

Indigenous disposition, feel like we belong here

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

The hurt becomes repetition, the love almost lost that

Sick venom in men and women overcome with pride

A perfect world is never perfect, only filled with lies

Promises are broken and more resentment come alive

Race barriers make inferior of you and I

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

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

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

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

It wasn't all to share, but there

In another life, I surely was there

It wasn't all to share, but there

I care, I care

Maybe I wasn't there

Maybe I wasn't there

Maybe I wasn't there

Maybe I wasn't there

Humble.

Kendrick Lamar

Wicked or weakness

You gotta see this

Way (yeah, yeah!)

Nobody pray for me

Even a day for me

Way (yeah, yeah!)

Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances

Finesse a nigga with some counterfeits

But now I'm countin' this

Parmesan where my accountant lives

In fact, I'm downin' this

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

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

Ooh, that pussy good, won't you sit it on my taste 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) sit down

(Hol' up lil' bitch, hol' up lil' bitch) be humble

(Hol' up, bitch) sit down

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

Be humble (bitch)

(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) bitch, sit down

Lil' bitch (hol' up, lil' bitch) be humble

(Hol' up, bitch) sit down

(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) be humble

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

(Hol' up lil' bitch) be humble

(Hol' up, bitch) sit down

(Hol' up, sit down, lil' bitch)

(Sit down, lil' bitch, be humble)

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

(Hol' up, bitch) be humble

(Hol' up, bitch) sit down

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

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

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

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

I make a play fuckin' 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 stretchmarks

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

This shit way too crazy, ayy, you do not amaze me, ayy

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm the realest nigga after all, bitch, be humble

(Hol' up, bitch) sit down

(Hol' up lil' bitch, hol' up lil' bitch) be humble

(Hol' up, bitch) sit down

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

Be humble (bitch)

(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) bitch, sit down

Lil' bitch (hol' up, lil' bitch) be humble

(Hol' up, bitch) sit down

(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) be humble

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

(Hol' up lil' bitch) be humble

(Hol' up, bitch) sit down

(Hol' up, sit down, lil' bitch)

(Sit down, lil' bitch, be humble)

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

(Hol' up, bitch) be humble

(Hol' up, bitch) sit down

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

LUST.

I need some water

Somethin' came over me

Way too high to simmer down

Might as well overheat

Too close to comfort

That blood rush my favorite thing

Heart beat racin' like a junkie's

I just need you to want me

Am I askin' too much?

Let me put the head in

Ooh, I don't want more than that

Girl, I respect the cat

I promise just a touch

Let me put the head in

It's okay

She said it's okay

Yeah, I need everybody's motherfuckin' hands up right now

I need everybody's motherfuckin'

Door and his Nike Air Rattles

Rush the fire exit, no time for battles

Well I, I never expected

This that new, new shit

This that new, new shit

Wake up in the mornin' thinkin' 'bout money, kick your feet up

Watch you a comedy, take a shit then roll some weed up

Go hit you a lick, go fuck on a bitch

Don't go to work today, cop you a fit

Maybe some cakes and make you

Door in his Nike Air Rattles

Rush the fire exit, no time for battles

Well I, I never expected

Wake up in the mornin' thinkin' 'bout money, kick your feet up

Watch you a comedy, hol' up

Wake up in the mornin' thinkin' 'bout money, kick your feet up

Watch you a comedy, take a shit then roll some weed up

Go hit you a lick, go fuck on a bitch, don't go to work today

Cop you a fit or maybe some kicks and make it work today

Hang with your homies, stunt on your baby mama

Sip some lean, go get a pistol, shoot out the window

Bet your favorite team, play you some Madden

Go to the club, or your mama house

Whatever you doin' just make it count

I need some water

Wake up in the mornin' thinkin' 'bout money, kick your feet up

Hop in the shower, put on your makeup, lace your weave up

Touchin' yourself, call up your nigga, tell him he ain't shit

Credit card scam, get you a Visa, make him pay your rent

Hop on the 'gram, flex on the bitches that be hatin' on you

Pop you a pill, call up your bitches, have 'em waitin' on you

Go to the club, have you some fun, make that ass bounce

It's whatever, just make it count

I need some water

Somethin' came over me

Way too high to simmer down

Might as well overheat

Too close to comfort

That blood rush my favorite thing

Heart beat racin' like a junkie's

I just need you to want me

Am I askin' too much?

Let me put the head in

Ooh, I don't want more than that

Girl, I respect the cat

I promise just a touch

Let me put the head in

It's okay

She said it's okay

I wake in the mornin', my head spinnin' from the last night

Both in the trance, feelings I did, what a fast life

Manager called, the lobby called, it's 11:30

Did this before, promised myself I'd be a hour early

Room full of clothes, bag full of money, call it loose change

Fumbled my jewelry, 100k, I lost a new chain

Hop on the bird, hit the next city for another M

Take me a F and do it again

We all woke up, tryna tune to the daily news

Lookin' for confirmation, hopin' election wasn't true

All of us worried, all of us buried and the feeling's deep

None of us married to his proposal, make us feel cheap

Stealed and sad, distraught and mad, tell the neighbor 'bout it

Think they agree, parade the streets with your voice profit

Time passin', things change

Revertin' back to our daily programs

Stuck in our ways, drones

I need some water

Somethin' came over me

Way too high to simmer down

Might as well overheat

Too close to comfort

That blood rush my favorite thing

Heart beat racin' like a junkie's

I just need you to want me

Am I askin' too much?

Let me put the head in

Ooh, I don't want more than that

Girl, I respect the cat

I promise just a touch

Let me put the head in

It's okay

She said it's okay

LOVE.

We still letting it spin y'all

Here we go

[Zacari & Kendrick Lamar:]

Give me a run for my money

There is nobody, no one outrun me

So give me a run for my money

Sipping bubbly, feeling lovely, Heaven lovely

Just love me

I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with

I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with

I wanna be with you

[Kendrick Lamar:]

If didn't ride blade on curve, would you still (love me)

If I made up my mind at work would you still (love me)

Keep it a hundred, I'd rather you trust me than to (love me)

Keep it a whole one hund', don't got you I got nothing

I got something (I got something)

Hol' up, we gon' function, no assumptions

Feeling like Tyson wit' it, nigga out twice, I'm with it

Only for the night, I'm Kenny

Homie for life, you're a homie for life, you're a homie for life

Let's get it

Hit that shoulder length, I know it comin' over me

Backstroke over sea, I know what you need

Already on ten, our money come in

I'm finna go out, this feeling don't drought

This party won't end

If I didn't ride blade on curve, would you still (love me)

If I made up my mind at work would you still (love me)

Keep it a hundred, I'd rather you trust me than to (love me)

Keep it a whole one hund', don't got you I got nothing

[Zacari & Kendrick Lamar:]

Give me a run for my money

There is nobody, no one outrun me

So give me a run for my money

Sipping bubbly, feeling lovely, Heaven lovely

Just love me

I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with

I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with

I wanna be with you

[Kendrick Lamar:]

I'm on the way

We ain't got no time to waste

Popping your gum on the way

Am I in the way?

I don't want to pressure you none

I want your blessing today

Oh by the way, open the door by the way

Told you that I'm on the way

I'm on the way, I know connection is vague

Pick up the phone, call me babe

Dammit, we jammin'

Bad attitude for your nanny

Curvin' your hit from yo' mammy

Remember Gardena, I took the studio camera

I know Top will be mad at me

I had to do it, I want your body, your music

I bought the big one to prove it

Look what you made

Told you that I'm on the way

I'm like an exit away

If didn't ride blade on curve, would you still (love me)

If I made up my mind at work would you still (love me)

Keep it a hundred, I'd rather you trust me than to (love me)

Keep it a whole one hund', don't got you I got nothing

[Zacari & Kendrick Lamar:]

Give me a run for my money

There is nobody, no one outrun me

So give me a run for my money

Sipping bubbly, feeling lovely, Heaven lovely

Just love me

I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with

I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with

I wanna be with you

XXX.

[Bono:]

America, God bless you if it's good to you

America please take my hand

Can you help me underst..

[Kendrick Lamar:]

Throw a steak off the yacht to a pool full of sharks he'll take it

Leave him in the wilderness with a sworn nemesis, he'll make it

Take the gratitude from him, I bet he'll show you something woah

I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'

I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'

I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'

I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap

Walk myself to the court like bitch I did that x-rated

Johnny don't wanna go to school no more, no more

Johnny said books ain't cool no more (no more)

Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin

Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin

God bless America you know we all love him

Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101

Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds

He was sobbin', he was mobbin', way belligerent and drunk

Talkin' out his head philosphin' on what the lord had done

He said, "K-Dot can you pray for me? It's been a fucked up day for me

I know that you anointed, show me how to overcome"

He was lookin' for some closure hopin' I could bring him closer

To the spiritual, my spirit do no better but I told him

"I can't sugar coat the answer for you, this is how I feel

If somebody kill my son, that mean that somebody's gettin' killed"

Tell me what you do for love, loyalty and passion of

All the memories collected, moments you could never touch

I wait in front a niggas spot and watch him hit his block

I'll catch a nigga leavin' service if that's all I got

I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap

Walk myself to the court like, "bitch I did that"

Ain't no black power when your baby killed by a coward

I can't even keep the peace, don't you fuck with one of ours

It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour

Ghetto bird on the street, paramedics on the dial

Let somebody touch my momma, touch my sister, touch my woman

Touch my daddy, touch my niece, touch my nephew, touch my brother

You should chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap

Matter fact, I'm 'bout to speak at this convention, call you back

[Bono:]

It's not a place

This country is to be a sound of drum and bass

You close your eyes to look around

[Kendrick Lamar:]

Hail Mary, Jesus and Joseph

The great American flag is wrapped and dragged with explosives

Compulsive disorder, sons and daughters

Barricaded blocks and borders

Look what you taught us

It's murder on my street

Y'all street, back streets

Wall street, corporate offices, banks

Employees and bosses with homicidal thoughts

Donald Trump's in office, we lost Barack and promised to never doubt him again

But is America honest or do we bask in sin?

Pass the gin, I mix it with American blood

Then bash him in, you crippin' or you married to blood?

I'll ask again, oops, accident

It's nasty when you set us up then roll the dice then bet us up

You overnight the big rifles then tell Fox to be scared of us

Gang members or terrorists et cetera et cetera

Americas reflections of me

That's what a mirror does

[Bono:]

It's not a place

This country is to be a sound of drum and bass

You close your eyes to look around

FEAR.

I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth

Why God, why God do I gotta suffer?

Pain in my heart carry burdens full of struggle

Why God, why God do I gotta bleed?

Every stone thrown at you restin' at my feet

Why God, why God do I gotta suffer?

Earth is no more, why don't you burn this mufucka?

I beat yo' ass, keep talkin' back

I beat yo' ass, who bought you that?

You stole it, I beat yo' ass if you say that game is broken

I beat yo' ass if you jump on my couch

I beat yo' ass if you walk in this house with tears in your eyes

Runnin' from poopoo and 'prentice

Go back outside, I beat yo' ass lil nigga

That homework better be finished, I beat yo' ass

Yo' teachers better not be bitchin' 'bout you in class

That pizza better not be wasted, you eat it all

That TV better not be loud if you got it on

Them Jordans better not get dirty when I just bought 'em

Better not hear 'bout you humpin' on Kiesha's daughter

Better not hear you got caught up, I beat yo' ass

You better not run to your father, I beat yo' ass

You know my patience runnin' thin

I got buku payments to make

County building's on my ass

Tryna take my food stamps away

I beat yo' ass if you tell them social workers he live here

I beat yo' ass if I beat yo' ass twice and you still here

Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?

Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else

If I can smoke fear away, I roll that motherfucker up

And then I take two puffs

I'm high now, I'm high now

I'm high now, I'm high now

Life's a bitch, pull them panties to the side now

Think I can prolly find a way to make it on this earth

I'll prolly die anonymous

I'll prolly die with promises

I'll prolly die walkin' back home from the candy house

I'll prolly die 'cause these colors are standin' out

I'll prolly die because I ain't know Demarcus was snitchin'

I'll prolly die at these house parties, fuckin' with bitches

I'll prolly die from witnesses leavin' me false accused

I'll prolly die from thinkin' that me and your hood was cool

Or maybe die from pressin' the line, actin' too extra

Or maybe die because these smokers are more than desperate

I'll prolly die from one of these bats and blue badges

Body slammed on black and white paint, my bones snappin'

Or maybe die from panic or die from bein' too lax

Or die from waitin' on it, die 'cause I'm movin' too fast

I'll prolly die tryna buy weed at the apartments

I'll prolly die tryna diffuse two homies arguin'

I'll prolly die 'cause that's what you do when you're seventeen

All worries in a hurry, I wish I controlled things

If I could smoke fear away, I'd roll that mothafucka up

And then I'd take two puffs

I've been hungry all my life

I'm high now, I'm high now

I'm high now, I'm high now

Life's a bitch, pull them panties to the side now, now

When I was 27, I grew accustomed to more fear

Accumulated 10 times over throughout the years

My newfound life made all of me magnified

How many accolades do I need to block denial?

The shock value of my success put bolts in me

All this money, is God playin' a joke on me?

Is it for the moment and will he see me and show up?

Take it from me and leave me worse than I was before?

At 27, my biggest fear was losin' it all

Scared to spend money, had me sleepin' from hall to hall

Scared to go back to Section 8 with my mama stressin'

30 shows a month and I still won't buy me no Lexus

What is it advisin' somebody that's holdin' my checks?

Just to fuck me over and put my finances in debt?

I read a case about Rihanna's accountant and wondered

How did the bad girl feel when she looked at them numbers?

The type of shit'll make me flip out and just kill somethin', drill somethin'

Get ill and fill ratchets with a lil' somethin'

I practiced runnin' from fear, guess I had some good luck

At 27 years old, my biggest fear was bein' judged

How they look at me reflect on myself, my family, my city

What they say 'bout me reveal if my reputation would miss me

What they see from me would trickle down generations in time

What they hear from me would make 'em highlight my simplest lines

I'm talkin' fear, fear of losin' creativity

I'm talkin' fear, fear of missin' out on you and me

I'm talkin' fear, fear of losin' loyalty from pride

'Cause my DNA won't let me involve in the light of God

I'm talkin' fear, fear that my humbleness is gone

I'm talkin' fear, fear that love ain't livin' here no more

I'm talkin' fear, fear that it's wickedness or weakness

Fear, whatever it is, both is distinctive

Fear, what happens on Earth stays on Earth

And I can't take these feelings with me so hopefully they disperse

Within fourteen tracks, carried out over wax

Searchin' for resolutions until somebody get back

Fear, what happens on earth stays on earth

And I can't take these feelings with me so hopefully they disperse

Within fourteen tracks, carried out over wax

Wonderin' if I'm livin' through fear or livin' through rap

GOD.

This what God feel like, yeah

Laughing to the bank like aha, yeah

Flex on swole like aha, yeah

You feel some type of way then, aha, yeah

Every since a young man

All I want to be was a gunman

Shooting up the charts, better, run man

Ya'll gotta see that I won man

Slick as El DeBarge with the finger ways, work at JT

Handle balls like a fade, watch me work at JT

I'm at large, running plays like a circuit, JT

I'm selling verses, Jay Z, watch me work at JT

Look, look, hold up

Don't judge me, my mama caught me with a strap

Don't judge me, I was young fucking all the rats

Don't judge me, aiming at your head for a stack

Don't judge me

Don't judge me, now my home got a Valley peak

Don't judge me, if I press your line, you a freak

Don't judge me, won't you tell a friend ya'll gon' see

This what God feel like, yeah

Laughing to the bank like aha, yeah

Flex on swole like aha, yeah

You feel some type of way then, aha, yeah

Fuck is you talking to?

Aye, do you know who you talking to?

Slide on you like fallen drapes

God toss full of carnivals

I kill 'em with kindness

Or I kill 'em with diamonds

Or I put up like fifteen hundred

Get your ass killed by the finest

Everything life is a gamble

Nothing in life I can't handle

Seen it all, done it all, felt pain more

For the cars, I done put blood on sword

Everything I do is to embrace y'all

Everything I write is a damn eight ball

Everything I touch is a damn gold mine

Everything I say is from an angel

I don't rush shit, fuck shit, always your shit, my shit

Cannonballs to ignite shit

Morning to the night shift, I'm on

I ain't sorry for it, ask for a piece of mine, you charged me for it

I wanna see sometimes if you ignore it

I'm in the streets sometimes and can't afford it

I got a bad habit, levitate, ducking haters

Oh my, my heart is rich, my heart is famous

This what God feel like, yeah (this what God feel like)

Laughing to the bank like aha (this what God feel like)

Yeah (this what God feel like)

Flex on swole like aha (this what God feel like)

Yeah (this what God feel like)

You feel some type of way then, aha (this what God feel like)

This what God feel like

Yeah (This what God feel like)

This what God feel like


DUCKWORTH.

It was always me versus the world

Until I found it's me versus me

Why, why, why, why?

Why, why, why, why?

Just remember what happens on earth stays on earth!

We gon' put it in reverse

Darling I told you many times, and I am telling you once again

Just to remind you sweetheart that my..

Oh Lamar, hail Mary a marijuana, times is hard

Pray with the hooligans, shadows all in the dark

Fellowship with demons and relatives, I'm a star

God is one funny mothafucka

The true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him

I might be buggin', infomercials and no sleep

Introverted by my thoughts

Children listen, it gets deep

See once upon a time inside the niggas in garden projects the object was to process and digest poverty's dialect

Adaptation inevitable, gun violence, crack spot

Federal policies raid buildings and drug professionals

Anthony was the oldest of seven, well respected, calm and collected

Laughin' and joking made life easier

Hard times, momma on crack, and forty oh telling his nanny he needed her

His family history pimpin' and bangin', he was meant to be dangerous

Clocked him a grip and start slangin', fifteen scrapin' up his jeans with quarter pieces

He even got some head from a smoker last weekend

Dodged a policeman workin' for his big homie

Small time hustler, graduated to a brick on him

Ten thousand dollars out of a project housing

That's on the daily, saw his first mil twenty years old

Had a couple of babies

Had a couple of shooters, caught a murder case

Fingerprints on the gun

They assumin', but witnesses couldn't prove it

That was back when they turned his back and they killed his cousin

He beat the case and went back to hustlin'

Bird shufflin', Anthony rang

The first in the projects with the two-tone Mustang

That 5.0 thing

They say 5-0 came circlin' parkin' lots and parking spots

And hoppin' out while the rats in the corner blocks

Crooked cops told Anthony he should kick it

He brushed them off and walked back to the Kentucky Fried Chicken

See at this chicken spot there was this light-skinned nigga that talked a lot

With a curly top and a gap in his teeth

He worked the window, his name was Ducky

He came from the streets the Robert Taylor Homes

Southside Projects, Chiraq, the Terror Dome

Drove to California with a woman on and 500 dollars

They had a son hoping that he'd see college

Hustlin' on the side with a nine to five to freak it

Cadillac Seville, he'd ride his son around on weekends

Three-piece special with his name on the shirt pocket

'Cross the street from the projects, Anthony planned to rob it

Stuck up the place before back in '84, that's when affiliation was really eight gears of war

So many relatives telling us, selling us devilish works

Killing us crime, intelligent, felonious, prevalent proposition with nines

Ducky was well aware, they robbed the manager and shot a customer last year

He figured he'd get on these niggas good sides, free chicken every time Anthony posted in line

Two extra biscuits, Anthony liked him and then let him slide

They didn't kill him, in fact it look like they're the last to survive

Pay attention, that one decision changed both of they lives

One curse at a time, reverse the manifest and good karma and I'll tell you why

You take two strangers and put 'em in random predicaments

Give 'em a soul so they can make their own choices and live with it

Twenty years later them strangers might make a meet again

And start recording studios where they reaping the benefits

Then they start reminding 'bout that chicken incident

Whoever thought the greatest rapper would be from coincidence

Because if Anthony killed Ducky, Top Dawg could be servin' life

While I grew up without a father and die in a gun fight

So I was taking a walk the other day..

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