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I'll kill n feast
Bet I eat
Bet I eat
Bet I kill beasts

I've heard all your lyrics
What happened to integrity?
Was it the perks or the mollys?
The lean

Smoking gas got her tweaking
Eating ass like Kevin Gates
Selling souls like Lil Wayne
It's fucked up by the game play

But we gone make it anyway
Top dog

to Lamar…

Mississippi

Well, the house where she used to live
It ain’t there no more
You know they tore it down, down, down
Years ago

I can't go by

hand I’m so tipsy
My lyrics are so optimistic
We are not one in the same bitch
Taking your side on a main trip
Different day but the same shits

Every

Thrive

Newsboys

Thrive

2002

Yeah, I'm giving it over

Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music

on Lamar (On Lamar)
Backwoods high ian poppin no Bars
(I ain't popping no bars)
Full of dis Za plenty mo' in da Jar
(Plenty mo' in the jar)

I ain't no slave

of a drought it's a war no doubt
Gotta hustle by yourself or you might get crossed
Let's raise up the bar
You get snatched by the law and you saw
You get hit

a mentor in here
But you'd think he was by how we livin'
Oh yeah, rep gang, uh
Please don't call me faith based, uh
'Cause all of this mug is Yahweh
All

Lamar Jackson spin move
Another climate I be movin
I be glidin I be zoomin
This is different how I do it
I could burn em with these fumes
How I’m

Gani Lawal
My vision like Raven I already knew we gone ball just like Jackson Lamar
My vision like raven I already knew we gone
Like Jackson Lamar

listen to waiter, they know this shit not satire
By the way if you not with us, we smoke you up and burn you like a tire

This shit we apart of, you pull

Lyrics

Skepta

Konnichiwa

2016

calm, calm, calm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm

Yeah, hear me on the radio, wah gwan?
See me on the TV, hi mum
Murk MCs when the mic's in my palm
Lyrics

i [Album Version]

Kendrick Lamar

To Pimp a Butterfly

2015

come and get me
Take it from Oprah Winfrey, tell her she right on time
Kendrick Lamar, by far, realest Negus alive

sauce
Left hand grip the wheel, thats southpaw
They want who?
(LAMAR)
That's what I thought (I thought, that's what I thought)
If shit pop off, i'm a pop

feeling excluded
Feel like Lamar, I'm way to elusive
Can't tie me down, I'm suited and booted
Can't tie me down, cuz I'm all bout my business
I'm all bout

as a gym star
I'm far from a gym star but
I ball like Omar Owen
Drug dealers getting rich 'cause they
Know that Lamar owed them
Huh, you know that these bars

Compton

Dr. Dre

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

Now everybody serenade the new faith of Kendrick Lamar
This is king Kendrick Lamar
King Kendrick and I meant it, my point intended is raw
Fix your

calm, calm, calm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm

Yeah, hear me on the radio, wah gwan?
See me on the TV, hi mum
Murk MCs when the mic's in my palm
Lyrics

Its some shit that I did by myself
All alone and nobody cared
Going up and they can't accept
That nigga gone be a star
When he get on that beat its

Mating Season

Butterfingers

Malayneum

Getting jaded

Butterfingers
Day by day
Diggin' deep, deep shores

Mating Season
Of reality
Up in

lyrics
The clouds hiding from the sun
There goes

and stiffy
And oh boy your girl is out to get me
Man the streets is filled with envy
So I roll on roll on
Roll on

Kendrick Lamar, young nigga
Before I ever

to super scars
Know we all here to fight that war
Even when we all beaten and sore
By using lyrics, by using lyrics as our swords
By using lyrics, by using

turns us from boys to men
Stay focused on your focus don’t give your all to men
Cuz I’ve seen women get destroyed by men
Dam my little lyric, But you're

Uh a lil' Compton nigga
Just a lil' Compton nigga
One time for my niggas
You know Compton, nigga
Just a lil' Compton nigga kendrick Lamar

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