[Kendrick Lamar]
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Reporting live, from Compton, California
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North Cackalack
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Now everybody just bow to the greatness, or die in the matrix
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You're hereby dating, my destiny's waiting
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My itinerary is very hectic
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I break records on every record, I'm truly reckless
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Kendrick Lamar, know how to maul with my wrist
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Shout to writers for holding it down bitch
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Me and my down bitch, get busy
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I'm busy taking over, the world
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with the weight of the world on my shoulder
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My drive is not to be chauffeured
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I'm live, come to the harvest, welcome the artist
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whose lyrics out of the orbit, more than the hardest rapper
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to hit the market and market myself as a shooting target
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with offers that got me up in these offices often
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Boo-yaa, boo-yaa, no one, I've done situated myself, I ain't lying
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Be sure to be friend cause my foes die five times
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The good kid from the mad city
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Holding a cereal box instead of a Glock
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In a 1992 Caddilac that I got from my pops
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Transmission slipping, but I ain't tripping, swallow my pride
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Pop in my tape and roll the window, down
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like Stacie homie when airing out endo
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I wish a nigga would
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[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
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A yes yes y'all, and you don't stop
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A yes yes y'all, and you don't stop
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A yes yes y'all, and you don't stop
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Kendrick, show these muh'fuckers how we rock
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A yes yes y'all, and you don't stop
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A yes yes y'all, and you don't stop
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A yes yes y'all, and you don't stop
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Big Pooh, show these muh'fuckers how we rock
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[Rapper Big Pooh]
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Yo, it's evident, I'm evidently your favorite
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All I ask, open your ears and please savor it
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The taste is un-acquired, quietly, been inspired
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I'm at a point in my life when I was getting tired
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Now I'm brushing off the dust
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We don't need no water, fire burned it to the dust
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Nigga grind hard, roaches turning into musk
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People hear his pain, I consider that a plus
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I'm a grown man, so a few I have trust to Do the Right Thing
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The Spike thing, consider me the in-between
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The new regime taking over
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Either we each other's opposition or you soldier
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Used to have the whole state of NC on my shoulder then I passed it
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off to the next, you unlucky bastard
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I'm getting drunk same time every year
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to celebrate the life, Rosie no longer here
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I swear
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[Chorus]
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[Kendrick Lamar]
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Me and Big Pooh like the definition of a two-man city zoo
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Even zoos can beat up from punchlines
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When I kick it and pump mine, I've got to be a prophet
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I've gotta make a profit big enough to have a thirty pound wallet
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I'm a Hub City representer, so I've got to represent the
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city like a District Attorney being the case for killers
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Might walk around in gurney, this is my sickest winter
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since I had the flu and flew in the hospital with the shivers
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[Rapper Big Pooh]
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U-P-S, I (deliver)
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Little brown boy get the pick of the litter
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No glitter, all guts, no glory
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Station on repeat, they retread the same story
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New niggas bore me, tryna progress to that old shit
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Have a plate, that food for your soul tip
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Drill it in your head, youngun it's that real Hip-
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Hop along 'fore you get your little ass whipped
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[Chorus]
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Thanksgiving
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Kendrick Lamar |