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the room she a hundred ten
Me and Geo hop inside of a Benz
They saying ICU close like a Lens
I got the crew close like Defense
Back to the girl this is

Niggas told me I ain't gone be shit
Riding with some shit
That make emm hop
But we on defense
Could've wipe the pots
But I got brains so I ain't need

fold bogeys by the caseload
Prisoners we take those
Way out, there Ain't no
In defense of the super dimension
Movement ascending
Dudes Think we do it for

the grind is repeated
Played my part, disguised my genius
I couldn't be conceited, the Ls was increasing
I beat it like Michael, and never loss defense
I

and starting to numb
With extremely bad coping
And i lose my way when you're not here

You know how to handle my distaste for spicy
And about my fear of heights

Late nights
On the weekend
Girl I know your line of work it ain't no secret
They be shooting baby but you playing defense
Yeah I peeped it
Fucking up

Woah, woah
Woah, woah
I go by Mr.One play
Mr.One play, Mr. One play
Mr. One play flexer and finneser
Flexer and finneser
Ahhh it's DattkidRob aye
I'm

Momma

Kendrick Lamar

To Pimp a Butterfly

2015

know bad religion, I know good karma
I know everything, I know history
I know the universe works mentally
I know the perks of bullshit isn't meant for

to control me
Never tried to own me
Never made me feel bad for
Needing time to be by my lonely
But you also never over condoned it
Ring ring you always pick up

five by my side bitch when we creepin
Bad hoe on my lap yeah she be freakin
Bring the chop up in the club on the weekend
What ima shoot ain't no defense

I don't know why I'm feeling tense I don't know
(I don't know)
She did me wrong in my defense I don't know
(I don't know)
She so bad that I forget I

Just a composition and some ambition 
In tune with my religion 
There's a clear division 
Between ones with a mission 
And those who just wanna make

Failure is simply a bad habit
And habits can be broken
You can ask your subconscious questions
About your past
Its capacities for memory are infinite

Following the mass opinion is a bad religion
I put the first foot prints in every path I've driven
I been slept on, stepped on
My name the last one they tend

(Nope)
I’m hearing crickets, (Ha!)
Ah you don’t get it, (Nope)
Only doing me, I’m not trying to fit in, (Nope)
Meddlesome as fuck, is it y’alls religion

the debate we won't stop it
What do you believe in?
A person, a nation, a religion?
Your observations or intuition?
Love, money, power, your decisions
We take

Girl you bad, hope you know that
Stop smiling girl, I’m gonna relapse
You got my heart girl, you should call me back
I can secure my love to you,

Walls down
Don't move
You can't run
With those wounds
What do I want the sheep
I only play for keeps
Saw your defenses were weak
So I pulled up
Give

argue with bitches that's still suckin' dick
You can't pay rent but you still suckin' dick though
I'm real right, but I hang 'round some locos
Bad bitch,

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

Boys in high heels, they can't walk in high heels

Oh well, I'm minding my own business
Something pass me by, oh by, oh by

What's that?
A guild of evil

hats on our heads

And by ordering and using the name of religion and God, they separate the head from the body

They slice like a cucumber

It's

They told me I was bad
Told me God was mad
Told me I was blessed if I was constantly in lack
Broken, sick, and sad, then I was suffering for Jesus

don't think so) 
'Cos ill get into heaven by telling angels a lie 
I'm gonna be bad,bad,bad even after i die.