P&P 1.5

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[Intro]
“Gina, baby, I don’t have no money, and I don’t have no ends
Gina, I’m ass-out” [laughter]
“I’m going through something right now”
“I told you that”[Kendrick Lamar]
Oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
I said, oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
I said, oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
Well alright[Chorus 2X: Kendrick Lamar]
I’m going through something with life
where pussy and Patron make you feel alright
Pussy and Patron make you feel alright
Pussy and Patron, that’s some great advice[Kendrick Lamar]
Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs
Something to inspire me, rather than society’s
woes, let me go, let me shine a lil’ bit love
I want diamonds too, Ronnie on Player’s Club
I used to have a nine-to-five, fresh out of school, that was ’05
That bitch was racist, got me fired, they rushed us then, I had no job
Pushing in my mama van, stop for gas on Rosecrans
Trust me, these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did
Guilty by association, story of my life nigga!
You gon’ make me flip, then split yo’ shit, judge give me life nigga!
Pain since my grandma’s death, uncle killed at Louie’s Burgers
Hold my tears, I tried my best, let it go, trench my pullover
Cycles of a starving artist tryna go beyond the margin-margin
Maintaining my modest-modest as I dream
So while I go through all-this-all-this, bullshit what you call it
Life itself, I know it helps, let me scroll through my Blackberry (“hey what’s up daddy?”)[Chorus 2X][beat switches up]
“So what you wish me over here for?
How was your day?
Are you tipsy?”
Mhmm[Kendrick Lamar – screwed vocals]
All I need in this lifetime, pussy and Patron
Give me that, won’t you give that? Once again it’s on
Bitch I’m swagged up, hoes bopping when I’m off that Screw
Coming down clean, tell your baby mama what it do
Where your friends at? I got long dick, what it is
Go on poke it out, situate your little positives
How I live? Big shot, on my grind, all ready
I’ma lay it down like a carpenter when you let me
When you let me, when you let me…[Kendrick Lamar – singing]
Give me that funk, that sweet, that nasty
That good shit stuff
I can’t get enough
If I offend you, blame it on the liquor babe
Give me that funk, that sweet, that nasty
That good shit stuff
I can’t get enough
If I offend you…[Kendrick Lamar]
Uh, I wrote this song when Dave drove home
and caught that flat in the [?] flats
And it made me think when another car blinked
to change locations where we at
We often get lost in the ever-hard bottle
when attempt to ignore pain, problem and sorrow
Just for a minute, then back to the bullshit
Your car now due and you bout to get evicted
Two drugs surely, Patron, pussy, make it feel alright
But once it’s empty and the bitch leave, then it’s back to life
You can’t run from it, gotta run to it nigga
The antidote wouldn’t last and you knew it nigga
But still you proceed to dive deep, ask what’s her zodiac sign[Chorus 2X][Ab-Soul]
Okay, welcome to my diary, hmm, where should I begin?
Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram
Crackers watch my every step, man I hate to work for them
One time I tried to work for me, but that shit didn’t work for me
And here I am, stressing, questioning my direction man
What to do? Nothing’s moving, traffic jam, wiggle through it
Pop the cork and take the fluid, bust that pussy open
Bust that pussy open, bust that pussy open
‘Soul, balls deep, ya dig?
Retrieve relief, ya dig?
Let’s kill a bottle of tequila
and lie butt-naked telling the truth, would ya?
What’s up? I had a long day and I really want to fuck
Take a double shot to the face and forget about my whole day
cause all I’ve been thinking the whole day…[Chorus 2X][Kendrick Lamar – screwed vocals]
All I need in this lifetime, pussy and Patron
Give me that, won’t you give that? Once again it’s on
Bitch I’m swagged up, hoes bopping when I’m off that Screw
Coming down clean, tell your baby mama what it do
Where your friends at? I got long dick, what it is
Go on poke it out, situate your little positives
How I live? Big shot, on my grind, all ready
I’ma lay it down like a carpenter when you let me
When you let me, when you let me…

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Kush & Corinthians (His Pain)

[Kendrick Lamar]
Check, check, check, check…
It go[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Ride to it, ride to it, cause you never know
when a bullet might hit and you die to it, die to it
Die to it, die to it, live your life, live it right
Be different, do different things, don’t do it like
he did, cause he ain’t what you is, but we can win
Wait, let’s get straight to the point[Kendrick Lamar]
To the meaning of life, what’s my purpose?
Maybe this earth is, ain’t a good place to be
How far is Heaven? Let’s see
Is it in the clouds like they said it would be?
I wonder when I die will he give me receipts?
I wonder will the eyes of the Lord look at me?
Look at me, look at me, I’m a loser, I’m a winner
I’m good, I’m bad, I’m a Christian, I’m a sinner
I’m humble, I’m loud, I’m righteous, I’m a killer
What I’m doing, I’m saying that I’m human, now people just[Chorus][Kendrick Lamar]
It go one, two, three
Two in the front, one in the back seat, seat
Seat, seat, looking for a victim of an AK-47
Hundred round each, each, each
But why must we retaliate? Is it human nature?
I don’t know, I look for the answers later
Make a right, there they go, sometimes gotta[Chorus][Kendrick Lamar]
As I open this book and then burn up some of this reefer
My plan is to figure out the world and escape all my demons
I’m dying inside, I wonder if Zion inside the Heavens
A condom, a rollie, pain, a fat blunt and a MAC-11
That’s all I see in my life and they tell me to make it right
But I’m right on the edge on Everest and I might jump tonight
Have you ever had known a saint that was taking sinner’s advice?
Well it’s probably you, am I right? If I’m wrong, you a fucking lie
When I lie on back and look at the ceiling, it’s so appealing to pray
I wonder if I’m just a villain dealing my morals away
Some people look at my face, then tell me don’t worry bout it
I give ’em back they deposit, no money, just total silence
I’m running, they say I’m wildin’, a youngun with lack of guidance
There’s hundreds of us with problems, more money, more drugs and violence
Look at the soul of an out-of-control artist that’s dealing with life the hardest
That’s on my life, but regardless I’ma[Chorus][BJ the Chicago Kid]
Yeah, life can please ya, but death can tease ya
On the day Niko had that seizure, I lost one of my biggest believers, ohh
Close deaths make you think about your life
like if I had the same chance twice, what would I do different?
I’d tell her I loved her more, do more
but tease her bout crying on that picture
Now when I’m done recording, swear I let the beat bang in her name
Make her shake her head in Heaven saying they at it again
Make them clouds turn to speakers
Don’t take too much smoke from the reefer
Love being in the room with her peoples
Now my love life murking it, family having surgeries
Hate it that the truth that chose for they life to be under me
Lord, what kind of life is this?
Mama, I just wanna sing
Mama said, according to get everything
you gotta risk everything
So I’m smoking my kush reading Corinthians
Smoking my kush reading Corinthians
Smoking my kush reading Corinthians
Smoking my kush reading Corinthians[BJ the Chicago Kid croons to end]

Uncle Bobby & Jason Keaton

[Kendrick Lamar]
I was sitting on the couch, reading yellow paper
A letter in reply, seven days later
after I wrote him “stay strong, keep your faith in God”
what I told him, hoping that he’s listening
Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years
What a coincidence, I was bumping some Plies
I can taste the salt from my tears
as the water had start to flood on my eyes
I know it gotta be hard being twenty-one
Doing time in the pen and your gramp’s old
Your brother’s getting older, and the streets is getting colder
and you’re hoping that he’s focussed to stay on the right road
Sleeping in a cell, it’s been thirty weeks
Ain’t received any mail, it’s cold and the hole stinks
And you can’t even blink without niggas testing your life
As I read every word that you write, I can only imagine
Jason Keaton, I can only imagine, yeah[Chorus: Javonte]
Life’s about decisions man
It’s in your hand and you got it
Just take control if you can
It’s in your hand and you got it[Kendrick Lamar]
Sitting on the couch, that was my Uncle Bobby
after he just got out, fifteen years to count
Haven’t seen the world in so long, haven’t seen a girl in so long
and before the sun came up, he was gone
like a fiend off the best rock
Trying to get his life together, or whatnot
Typed his name in the system and they couldn’t find his identity
Got it straight, got a place, found some serenity
Found a job, found his mother gravesite, found a forty ounce
Then he found God, then he bounced
Then he found a new chick, two kids, wide hips
Found something in her we didn’t see
Found this spot in Pasadena and shacked with her, an investment
Then found guilty, somebody had yelled domestic
Violence on my Uncle, was working with two strikes
Only out a year, now facing life, I can only imagine
That’s fucked up, I can only imagine, Uncle Bob[Chorus][Kendrick Lamar]
Sitting on the couch, thinking bout the ratio
of blacks in prison, it’s compact in prison
when blacks packed with minorities, system grab more of these
eighteen-year-olds, eighteen-year sentence
with no parole, the state won’t oversee
They make the term severe, a conspiracy
That’s what I call it, it’s full of shit, a toilet can help quick
The government help? No, just put us on death row
Just give us some more guns, then give us some more coke
Then give us another chair, then give us some more rope
Then hang it like right there, yeah, it’s justice for all
But ninety-percent unfair, care? Nah
Alcatraz was purchased by a white man for five grand
with intentions to expand, more prisons
So these correctionals ain’t for rehabilitation
They for grossing a bigger business, imagine
We being used, imagine, the truth shall be told[Chorus]

Bitch, Don’t Kill My Vibe

[Hook 1:]
I am a sinner
Who’s probably gonna sin again
Lord forgive me
Lord forgive me
Things I don’t understand
Sometimes I need to be alone
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
I can feel your energy from two planets away
I got my drink I got my music I will share it but today I’m yelling
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe[Verse 1:]
Look inside of my soul and you can find gold and maybe get rich
Look inside of your soul and you can find out it never exist
I can feel the changes
I can feel a new life
I always knew life can be dangerous
I can say that I like a challenge and you to me is painless
You don’t know what pain is
How can I paint this picture
When the color blind is hanging with ya
Fell on my face and I woke with a scar
Another mistake living deep in my heart
Wear it on top of my sleeve in a flick
I can admit that it did look like yours
Why you resent every making of this
Tell me your purpose is petty again
But even a small lighter can burn a bridge
Even a small lighter can burn a bridge[Hook 1:]
I can feel the changes
I can feel the new people around me just want to be famous
You can see that my city found me then put me on stages
To me that’s amazing
To you that’s a quick check, with all disrespect let me say this[Hook 2:]
I am a sinner
Who is probably going to sin again
Lord forgive me
Lord forgive me
Things I don’t understand
Sometimes I need to be alone
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
I can feel your energy from two planets away
I got my drink I got my music I will share it but today I’m yelling
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe[Verse 2:]
I’m trying to keep it alive and not compromise the feeling we love
You trying to keep it deprived and only co-sign what radio does
And I’m looking right past ya
We live in a world, we live in a world on two different axles
You live in a world, you living behind the mirror
I know what you scared of, the feeling of feeling emotions inferior
This shit is vital, I know you had to
This shit is vital, I know you had to
Die in a pitiful vain, tell me a watch and a chain
Is way more believable, give me a feasible gain
Rather a seasonal name, I’ll let the people know this is something you can blame
On yourself you can remain, stuck in a box
Ima break out and then hide every lock
Ima break out and then hide every lock[Hook 2:]
I can feel the changes
I can feel the new people around me just want to be famous
You can see that my city found me then put me on stages
To me that’s amazing
To you that’s a quick check, with all disrespect let me say this[Hook 1:]
I am a sinner
Who is probably going to sin again
Lord forgive me
Lord forgive me
Things I don’t understand
Sometimes I need to be alone
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
I can feel your energy from two planets away
I got my drink I got my music I will share it but today I’m yelling
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe[Bridge:]
You ain’t heard the Coast like this in a long time
Don’t you see that long line
And they waiting on Kendrick like the 1st and the 15th
3’s in the air I can see you are – in sync
Hide your feelings, hide your feelings now what you better do
I’ll take your girlfriend and put that pussy on a pedestal
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Walk out the door and they scream it’s alive
My new year’s resolution is to stop all the pollution
Talk too motherfucking much, I got my drink I got my music
I say, bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe

P&P 1.5

[Intro]
“Gina, baby, I don’t have no money, and I don’t have no ends
Gina, I’m ass-out” [laughter]
“I’m going through something right now”
“I told you that”[Kendrick Lamar]
Oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
I said, oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
I said, oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
Well alright[Chorus 2X: Kendrick Lamar]
I’m going through something with life
where pussy and Patron make you feel alright
Pussy and Patron make you feel alright
Pussy and Patron, that’s some great advice[Kendrick Lamar]
Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs
Something to inspire me, rather than society’s
woes, let me go, let me shine a lil’ bit love
I want diamonds too, Ronnie on Player’s Club
I used to have a nine-to-five, fresh out of school, that was ’05
That bitch was racist, got me fired, they rushed us then, I had no job
Pushing in my mama van, stop for gas on Rosecrans
Trust me, these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did
Guilty by association, story of my life nigga!
You gon’ make me flip, then split yo’ shit, judge give me life nigga!
Pain since my grandma’s death, uncle killed at Louie’s Burgers
Hold my tears, I tried my best, let it go, trench my pullover
Cycles of a starving artist tryna go beyond the margin-margin
Maintaining my modest-modest as I dream
So while I go through all-this-all-this, bullshit what you call it
Life itself, I know it helps, let me scroll through my Blackberry (“hey what’s up daddy?”)[Chorus 2X][beat switches up]
“So what you wish me over here for?
How was your day?
Are you tipsy?”
Mhmm[Kendrick Lamar – screwed vocals]
All I need in this lifetime, pussy and Patron
Give me that, won’t you give that? Once again it’s on
Bitch I’m swagged up, hoes bopping when I’m off that Screw
Coming down clean, tell your baby mama what it do
Where your friends at? I got long dick, what it is
Go on poke it out, situate your little positives
How I live? Big shot, on my grind, all ready
I’ma lay it down like a carpenter when you let me
When you let me, when you let me…[Kendrick Lamar – singing]
Give me that funk, that sweet, that nasty
That good shit stuff
I can’t get enough
If I offend you, blame it on the liquor babe
Give me that funk, that sweet, that nasty
That good shit stuff
I can’t get enough
If I offend you…[Kendrick Lamar]
Uh, I wrote this song when Dave drove home
and caught that flat in the [?] flats
And it made me think when another car blinked
to change locations where we at
We often get lost in the ever-hard bottle
when attempt to ignore pain, problem and sorrow
Just for a minute, then back to the bullshit
Your car now due and you bout to get evicted
Two drugs surely, Patron, pussy, make it feel alright
But once it’s empty and the bitch leave, then it’s back to life
You can’t run from it, gotta run to it nigga
The antidote wouldn’t last and you knew it nigga
But still you proceed to dive deep, ask what’s her zodiac sign[Chorus 2X][Ab-Soul]
Okay, welcome to my diary, hmm, where should I begin?
Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram
Crackers watch my every step, man I hate to work for them
One time I tried to work for me, but that shit didn’t work for me
And here I am, stressing, questioning my direction man
What to do? Nothing’s moving, traffic jam, wiggle through it
Pop the cork and take the fluid, bust that pussy open
Bust that pussy open, bust that pussy open
‘Soul, balls deep, ya dig?
Retrieve relief, ya dig?
Let’s kill a bottle of tequila
and lie butt-naked telling the truth, would ya?
What’s up? I had a long day and I really want to fuck
Take a double shot to the face and forget about my whole day
cause all I’ve been thinking the whole day…[Chorus 2X][Kendrick Lamar – screwed vocals]
All I need in this lifetime, pussy and Patron
Give me that, won’t you give that? Once again it’s on
Bitch I’m swagged up, hoes bopping when I’m off that Screw
Coming down clean, tell your baby mama what it do
Where your friends at? I got long dick, what it is
Go on poke it out, situate your little positives
How I live? Big shot, on my grind, all ready
I’ma lay it down like a carpenter when you let me
When you let me, when you let me…

Kush & Corinthians (His Pain)

[Kendrick Lamar]
Check, check, check, check…
It go[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Ride to it, ride to it, cause you never know
when a bullet might hit and you die to it, die to it
Die to it, die to it, live your life, live it right
Be different, do different things, don’t do it like
he did, cause he ain’t what you is, but we can win
Wait, let’s get straight to the point[Kendrick Lamar]
To the meaning of life, what’s my purpose?
Maybe this earth is, ain’t a good place to be
How far is Heaven? Let’s see
Is it in the clouds like they said it would be?
I wonder when I die will he give me receipts?
I wonder will the eyes of the Lord look at me?
Look at me, look at me, I’m a loser, I’m a winner
I’m good, I’m bad, I’m a Christian, I’m a sinner
I’m humble, I’m loud, I’m righteous, I’m a killer
What I’m doing, I’m saying that I’m human, now people just[Chorus][Kendrick Lamar]
It go one, two, three
Two in the front, one in the back seat, seat
Seat, seat, looking for a victim of an AK-47
Hundred round each, each, each
But why must we retaliate? Is it human nature?
I don’t know, I look for the answers later
Make a right, there they go, sometimes gotta[Chorus][Kendrick Lamar]
As I open this book and then burn up some of this reefer
My plan is to figure out the world and escape all my demons
I’m dying inside, I wonder if Zion inside the Heavens
A condom, a rollie, pain, a fat blunt and a MAC-11
That’s all I see in my life and they tell me to make it right
But I’m right on the edge on Everest and I might jump tonight
Have you ever had known a saint that was taking sinner’s advice?
Well it’s probably you, am I right? If I’m wrong, you a fucking lie
When I lie on back and look at the ceiling, it’s so appealing to pray
I wonder if I’m just a villain dealing my morals away
Some people look at my face, then tell me don’t worry bout it
I give ’em back they deposit, no money, just total silence
I’m running, they say I’m wildin’, a youngun with lack of guidance
There’s hundreds of us with problems, more money, more drugs and violence
Look at the soul of an out-of-control artist that’s dealing with life the hardest
That’s on my life, but regardless I’ma[Chorus][BJ the Chicago Kid]
Yeah, life can please ya, but death can tease ya
On the day Niko had that seizure, I lost one of my biggest believers, ohh
Close deaths make you think about your life
like if I had the same chance twice, what would I do different?
I’d tell her I loved her more, do more
but tease her bout crying on that picture
Now when I’m done recording, swear I let the beat bang in her name
Make her shake her head in Heaven saying they at it again
Make them clouds turn to speakers
Don’t take too much smoke from the reefer
Love being in the room with her peoples
Now my love life murking it, family having surgeries
Hate it that the truth that chose for they life to be under me
Lord, what kind of life is this?
Mama, I just wanna sing
Mama said, according to get everything
you gotta risk everything
So I’m smoking my kush reading Corinthians
Smoking my kush reading Corinthians
Smoking my kush reading Corinthians
Smoking my kush reading Corinthians[BJ the Chicago Kid croons to end]

Night Of The Living Junkies

I remember, uh
All my uncles, Sir Smokers
on the landra, in front of our building
They was my heroes[Chorus]
This shit is so dope you might wanna be my crackhead
This shit is so dope you might wanna be my crackhead
Bad bitches, crackheads, street niggas, crackheads
This shit is so dope you might wanna be my crackhead
Uh, and that’s scary to me
Dope beat, dope flow, vary to me
Especially when Sounwave is on his Ps
Nigga cue me in, I’m a Peruvian drug lord
Don’t fast forward, I’ma serve you some +keys+
This is crack cocaine, I’m Kurt Cobain
and I bang like a C-R-I-P
P-R-I-U, high you, I’m an I-V
This shit is so dope you might wanna be my crack… stop
I said an I-V cause when I be
in the studio, high shot, a needle in your vein
Take it in vain or itch till your eyeballs pop
I’m cold on the cold turkey, I hate chickens
but I do fuck pretty birdies, where your girl at?
Over the Pyrex where my world at[Chorus]
Uh, and that’s scary to me
Every listener is a strawberry to me
You pussies ain’t shit but venereal disease
Disease on K-Dot? Uh uh, better wake up
A nightmare, I’m right there like a Siamese
twin, when you motherfuckers gon’ learn?
Curl up like Big Worm when I drop
Who fly? I’m a red eye with eyedrops
I BIG, I ‘Pac, you Chris, I +Rock+
That’s pookie hom’, New Jack head-first with a cyclops
I’m the first one to do that, I bet you never knew that
Back like a tailbone, who you got to tell on?
If it ain’t about me, about hoe
or be about face if you ain’t no higher, learn it
There’s soda in the pot and the fire, burning[Chorus]
Uh, and it’s scary to carry
a smooth-type flow like a drink of Merlot
That’ll freak y’all out like a girl Virgo
When I turbo on any track it’s a Reynolds wrap
And I rap like a nigga who invented rap, rapping heat
You could fall to defeat if you don’t pay your tolls
like the limbs on your feet, I suppose
This is bigger than life
This is probably everybody Illuminatis
Guess I’m the blood sacrifice
of the party, I undress her like a Harley
Lights will flash, cars will crash
Smoke more junk while the junkies laugh
So my bad if I put you in rehab
You are reimbursed, put it on my, tab[Chorus][Kendrick Lamar – over chorus]
Aw dude, you about to fucking O.D. bro

P & P

[Kendrick Lamar:]
Oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
I said, oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
I said, oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
Well alright[Chorus x2: Kendrick Lamar]
I’m going through something with life
Where pussy and Patron make you feel alright
Pussy and Patron make you feel alright
Pussy and Patron, that’s some great advice[Kendrick Lamar:]
Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs
Something to inspire me, rather than society’s
Woes, let me go, let me shine a lil’ bit love
I want diamonds too, Ronnie on Player’s Club
I used to have a nine-to-five, fresh out of school, that was ’05
That bitch was racist, got me fired, ever since then, I had no job
Pushing in my mama van, stop for gas on Rosecrans
Trust me, these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did
Guilty by association, story of my life nigga!
You gon’ make me flip, then split yo’ shit, judge give me life nigga!
Pain since my grandma’s death, uncle killed at Louie’s Burgers
Hold my tears, I tried my best, let it go, drench my pullover
Cycles of a starving artist tryna go beyond the margin-margin
Maintaining my modest-modest as I dream
So while I go through all-this-all-this, bullshit what you call it
Life itself, I know it helps, let me scroll through my Blackberry[Chorus x2][Kendrick Lamar:]
I said, keep reading my diary when my life’s entirely
Surrounded by the irony of living in the city
I said they wouldn’t hire me, I said I got my ass beat
And the only thing can help is ass and some titties
So what’s up baby? I said what’s up?
I had a long day and I really wanna fuck
See I ain’t tryna think about no phone bills, credit card late fees
Capital One popping up on my caller I.D.
Pawning my chain in the shop, watching for hollow tip shots
Watching my vehicle break down on another man’s block
Man, that’s my worst fear, ain’t that your worst fear?
You know when your transmission go out and can’t switch gears
Or run through a pothole at two in the morning
Scared to hit your emergencies, cause then they’ll be on it
See I know, when the harsh reality takes toll
Open up your contacts, then scroll (“hey what’s up daddy? “)[Chorus x2][Ab-Soul:]
Welcome to my diary, hmm, where should I begin?
Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram
Crackers watch my every step, better yet they work my every nerve
Cutting me this worthless check, the concept is so absurd
Like a church in debt, a turtle in a turtleneck
Convertibles with turbo jets fueled by 7 Up and Prometh’
I feel like death’s around the corner like the quickest wide receiver
So I took another shot, tequila hit me like a nina (blaow!)
My sky’s gray, my bitch is brighter
Always saying “Lights Please”, J. Cole’s her ghostwriter
And I’m the God MC, join my diocese
Free ya mind, don’t mind so-ciety
And finally, everyone got their own problems
Everything’s subject to change like broken dollars
I’m a, drown in my drink and swim in woman’s vagina
Like a Pirahna fin, it gets harder than Rihanna when[Chorus x2]

Uncle Bobby & Jason Keaton

[Kendrick Lamar]
I was sitting on the couch, reading yellow paper
A letter in reply, seven days later
after I wrote him “stay strong, keep your faith in God”
what I told him, hoping that he’s listening
Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years
What a coincidence, I was bumping some Plies
I can taste the salt from my tears
as the water had start to flood on my eyes
I know it gotta be hard being twenty-one
Doing time in the pen and your gramp’s old
Your brother’s getting older, and the streets is getting colder
and you’re hoping that he’s focussed to stay on the right road
Sleeping in a cell, it’s been thirty weeks
Ain’t received any mail, it’s cold and the hole stinks
And you can’t even blink without niggas testing your life
As I read every word that you write, I can only imagine
Jason Keaton, I can only imagine, yeah[Chorus: Javonte]
Life’s about decisions man
It’s in your hand and you got it
Just take control if you can
It’s in your hand and you got it[Kendrick Lamar]
Sitting on the couch, that was my Uncle Bobby
after he just got out, fifteen years to count
Haven’t seen the world in so long, haven’t seen a girl in so long
and before the sun came up, he was gone
like a fiend off the best rock
Trying to get his life together, or whatnot
Typed his name in the system and they couldn’t find his identity
Got it straight, got a place, found some serenity
Found a job, found his mother gravesite, found a forty ounce
Then he found God, then he bounced
Then he found a new chick, two kids, wide hips
Found something in her we didn’t see
Found this spot in Pasadena and shacked with her, an investment
Then found guilty, somebody had yelled domestic
Violence on my Uncle, was working with two strikes
Only out a year, now facing life, I can only imagine
That’s fucked up, I can only imagine, Uncle Bob[Chorus][Kendrick Lamar]
Sitting on the couch, thinking bout the ratio
of blacks in prison, it’s compact in prison
when blacks packed with minorities, system grab more of these
eighteen-year-olds, eighteen-year sentence
with no parole, the state won’t oversee
They make the term severe, a conspiracy
That’s what I call it, it’s full of shit, a toilet can help quick
The government help? No, just put us on death row
Just give us some more guns, then give us some more coke
Then give us another chair, then give us some more rope
Then hang it like right there, yeah, it’s justice for all
But ninety-percent unfair, care? Nah
Alcatraz was purchased by a white man for five grand
with intentions to expand, more prisons
So these correctionals ain’t for rehabilitation
They for grossing a bigger business, imagine
We being used, imagine, the truth shall be told[Chorus]

Alien Girl (Today w/ Her)

[Chorus]
She look better than Beyonce, Alicia Keys, Halle Berry, Miss Jolie
Where’s she from? No I.D., that girl’s an alien
And if I die before I wake, I pray that I’m in outer space
U-F-O fly away
So let’s go-go-go-go, let’s go-go-go-go
Let’s go-go-go-go, let’s go, let’s go[Kendrick Lamar]
Uh, she got me going, I’m all in
Fifty stories, I’m falling
Where you been? Is it planet Mars?
Far beyond the stars? Are you a Martian?
You’re unfamiliar, but still I feel ya
Energy is sending me toward the ceiling
I’m high now, are you up there?
If you was, I would climb every other stair
I gotta stare, I mean wow
and I’m wowed, no one compares
A one-on-one, you must have won
every pageant in America when you was young
Lips, hips, hair drip down her back crazy
Body frame crazy, insane, crazy
The only girl that can make time, then make me stop[Chorus][Kendrick Lamar]
Uh, so now we on, so now we gone
Living in the city of the unknown
I show her off, I stunt with her
We do it sweet, they look bitter
Look at her get up, I hear ’em say
But why him? I hear ’em hate
I laugh at it, rather than jab at it
Then continue eternal life as a crack addict
cause I’m addicted, and you the drug
Cold turkey? No sir
Gotta be an odyssey from Heaven way above
You definite, not probably, I gotta give it up
Lips, hips, hair drip down her back crazy
Body frame crazy, insane, crazy
The only girl that can make time, then make me stop[Chorus][Kendrick Lamar]
You something different
I’m glad I found you
So pretty
I’ll never do anything to hurt you

Heaven & Hell

“My nigga, what it look like?”[Kendrick Lamar]
Niggas hating, bitches hating, babies dying
Bullets flying, helicopters, police sirens, preachers lying
Genosism, criticism, unemployment, racism
Burning buildings, AIDS victims, cancer killing, no cure
Oil spilling, turmoil, poverty-stricken
Police brutality kicking ass of us Africans, hostages in Afghanistan
Not to mention another prison, child molesting
Cow intestines, botox injection, earthquakes that’s government testing
Secret society weapon, opium plant manifested
that turn to crack, then invest it amongst us blacks, just a method
to hold us back, great depression, amongst Iraq no direction
No google map, just a TEC for the soowoo
Swerving Isuzu, then blah-blah-blah, adolescents go cuckoo
Mothers are boo-boo crying, the governor keep us starving
These commercials keep us buying these cigarettes
Supermarkets fill up our liver with triumph, distinctive living with science
No place to live in, no Zion, see that’s forbidden, we frying
“My nigga, what it look like?”
That’s exactly what Hell look like, uh[Chorus 2X: Alori Joh]
Tell it like it is, nigga
Tell it like it is, homeboy
Tell it like it is, nigga
Tell it like it is, tell ’em what’s up
“My nigga, what it look like?”[Kendrick Lamar]
Malcolm laughing, Martin laughing, Biggie spitting
‘Pac is rapping, Gregory capping, people singing, bells is ringing
Children playing, angels praying, fourteen carat golden streets
Cali greens, red wine, potato yams, turkey legs
Calling every human being… [fades out]

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