untitled 02 | 06.23.2014.
Kendrick Lamar
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Two tears in a bucket I cried with you But I could never lie with you I could never afford not to afford I could never put my plans to the side with you I could never see a red light, like a deer with the headlight I freeze up when I re-up See I barely had patience, and you're relating Only the moment to complete us While you hate to work for us Went to work for it, see 9 to 5 was so jive turkey But when Thanksgiving came, checks didn't hurt me You plead the fifth, I read the Fifth Amendment We both criminals with bad intention They say time heals all, but if I could short cut my success Corevettes, buy them all uh But why you so sad Walking around with them blue faces They say I'm down on my luck And it's something I gotta have, blue faces I hit the bank today and tell 'em Color me bad, blue faces Gettin' new money, and it's breaking me down My home girl got a credit card scam She got a scholarship to college but she don't give a damn And tuition got a black women wishin' She saying this on the phone with the noodles in the pan I know you woman I console you woman You feel like the universe owe you woman Oh the anticipation, hoping you could make it women Don't prosper chasing education But your talented, and can't handle it And your homegirls can't be your manager Three sixty five times four plus more Can't get it right tell me do you got the stamina But ain't no money like fast money Even today I'm considered a crash dummy A rapper chasing stardom how can I fast forward My accolades better than all them But why I'm so sad? Walking around with them, blue faces They say I'm down on my luck and it's something I gotta have, blue faces I hit the bank today and tell 'em Color me bad, blue faces Gettin' new money, and it's breaking me down to the top I love God, I love speed I love drank, I love me I love oceans in the deep I love women, I love me I love God But I'm scared of godspeed sometimes Wrote this song looking at a broke home maybe (broke home maybe) You know the poverty stricken little broke born baby (broke born baby) Somebody said Kendrick american this sure is crazy And I said why, then he looked me in the eye And said homie you're messed up, you're praying for good luck You're wishing for miracles, living through ish you're crying hysterical Settle for everything, complain about everything Say your soul cracked, my world amphetamine Your projects ain't it, I live in a hut Your living to keep warm, I'm living to pay rent I paved my way through, praying to Allah You played your way through, dinner with wifi Bull ish yourself your talking to strangers Same thing go for the ones you came with We all came on a boat looking for hope And all you can say is that your looking for dope These days ain't no compromise Your paint ain't my sampton time A brand new excuse ain't nothin' to me See I made my moves with shackled feet Cape Town, Cape Town, Cape Town, Cape Town Cape Town, Cape Town, Cape Town, uh Corn row Kenny arm wanted with the mixed dashboard triple digits, skirt Wanted with the mixed dashboard triple digits, skirt skirt Corn row Kenny So many plagues on me I finesse Hollow same views with some sex I lost a lot of love for missionary This the first time I react Me and top is like a Kobe and ville A father figure play with him you get killed Play with me and he will kill you himself Tde the mafia of the west Move in silence yeah we juckin' like that Act of violence yeah we jigga like that Did a lot of dumb things in my past Love will give me hope and I don't relapse Dave just bought a new 9/11 Almost thought I’d seen another plane crash Q just bought a brand new McLaren Rock-a-lack about to buy the projects Moosa got his son dripping in gold Me? I'm about to let my hair down on hoes Ali 'bout to let his hair down on hoes Top billing that’s a million a show Might blow the whole Remy on Soul Might tell Obama be more like Punch Sounwave got a Grammy this year Mack wop, bet he do what he want Level two, level two No I’m not done You ain’t gotta tell me that I’m the one I could put a rapper on life support Guarantee something that none of you want Then hold me down and they yell something like Rent is like twenty five hundred a month What if I empty my bank out and stunt? What if I empty my bank out and stunt? You ain’t gotta tell me that I’m the one You ain’t gotta tell me that I’m the one You ain’t gotta tell me that I’m the one You ain’t got, you ain’t got, you ain’t got, you ain’t got, Tell me that, tell me that I am the one You ain’t got, you ain’t got You ain’t got, you ain’t got tell me that, what, I'm the one Yes, I’m the one
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Written by: MARK ANTHONY SPEARS, TONY RUSSELL, STEPHEN BRUNER, KENDRICK LAMAR, DION FRILEY, ROBERT GUERINGER
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