Buried Alive (Interlude)
If you was in a pine box I would surely break the lock I’d jump right in and fall asleep Cause you are the death of me If you was in a pine box (box) I would surely break the lock I’d jump right in and, and fall asleep I fall asleep Cause you are the death of me, cause you are the The, the death of me, the death of me Looking in the mirror I'm embarrassed I’m feeling like a suicidal terrorist React like an infant whenever you are mentioned Mind over matter never worked for my nemesis I’m in the matter of man arm wrestling hands I was dealt When I said the music business was all I needed When I got it I was greeted by an alien That said last year that she slept with a Canadian That gave him an addiction that would keep him in Mercedes Benz Bright lights and Rihanna as a lady friend My vice is similar women love when you're my type And you're winning from everything that your palm write Put her in the Palms Hotel, sin city Devil in a dress, Platinum Chanel Live the ambiance all cause the audience, one day said I would do it So instead of a verse being read I'mma go and get some head off the strength of my music I tell a bad bitch your ass too fat Capitalize That, and your weave look good with the Indian tracks Tracking device on your used 5 series I don’t call back just blame it on your Canadian The same day we say were in the area cruisin' in Toronto, hit me on the cellular Thought he was gonna sell me a false word like the rappers I know Sat down with a few drinks, located where you can’t see us A white waitress on standby when we need her A black Maybach, 40 pulled up Jeep No doors all that nigga was missing was Aaliyah Felt like the initiation, a reality living in the matrix We talk casually about the industry And how the women be the taste makers for the shit we making Then he said that he was the same age as.. myself And it didn’t help cause it made me even more rude an impatient So blame it on Mr. OVOXO, the reason why I’m breathing all the vanity I know The reason why my best friend said she love me more than life But I live a double life and need to let her go The reason why, the highlight was when he said, You belong to the people when you outside So dig a shovel full of money, full of power, full of pussy, full of fame And bury yourself alive, then I died
Written by: KENDRICK LAMAR, AUBREY DRAKE GRAHAM, NOAH JAMES SHEBIB, DWAYNE RICHARD CHIN-QUEE
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