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Friday, July 8, 2011

Kendrick Lamar - Chapter Six Lyrics

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Kendrick Lamar - Chapter Six

riding with them boys and girls and we’re high (high)
all we want to do is have a good time (time)
young wild and reckless is how we live life (life)

pray that we make it to twenty one (one, one, one, one)
whoooaa, whooaaa

we make it to twenty one (one, one, one, one)
whooo-oa-oa-oh, oa-oa-oh

riding with them boys and girls and we’re high (high)
all we want to do is have a good time (time)
young wild and reckless is how we live life (life)

pray that we make it to twenty one (one, one, one, one)
whoooaa, whooaaa

we make it to twenty one (one, one, one, one)
whooo-oa-oa-oh, oa-oa-oh

i’m glad we were able to talk about her vice and her evils.

there’s a more important topic i’d like to discuss
the dysfunctional bastards of the ronald reagan era.
young men that learned to do everything spiteful
this is your generation. live fast and die young.
who’s willing to explain this story?

riding with them boys and girls and we’re high (high)
all we want to do is have a good time (time)
young wild and reckless is how we live life (life)

pray that we make it to twenty one (one, one, one)
whoooaa, whooaaa

we make it to twenty one (one, one, one)
whooo-oa-oa-oh, oa-oa-oh

riding with them boys and girls and we’re high (high)
all we want to do is have a good time (time)
young wild and reckless is how we live life (life)

pray that we make it to twenty one (one, one, one)

Monday, February 21, 2011

Kendrick Lamar - Shock The World Lyrics

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Kendrick Lamar - Shock The World (Ft. J. Cole)

life make a n-gga wanna yell out,
change for the fame, how n-ggas turn sell out,
too old for my mama crib i’m tryin to get the hell out,
stayin out these cells but we working on that bail out,
help out.. please, it sure is hard livin with out cheese,
aint shit in my pocket only these house keys,
they pray for a n-gga but yet they doubt me
that’s why i’m out getting higher than bel-vees,
but no i wont jump, being broke is childish you know i’m grown up
my money runnin’ late tho so boy i wont front,
when my paper finally make it you should know i’m gonna stunt
soo, hard

my god, my life is such ?
can’t save me tonight cause times is hard now
i know you tell me don’t let my guard down
i gotta get it my n-gga
never believe what they say
man, i gotta get paid
?
yo i’ma shock the world
i’ma shock the world

stare inside of the soul of kendrick
while i stare inside the solar… system
hopin’ i soak up enough game to play 3 systems with one controller and remain sane and remain unsober
was closer to my dreams but reality actually told me hold up
no money in my jeans and my salary said “you owe us”
can’t pay them taxes, laid on that matress and feel colder than a polar bear
but this bear was in california
so i felt out a pocket and a piece of lint fell out my pocket
a broke opportunist all in my optics
you could see it even when i’m sleep
my screw’s loose, i hate when loose change fall in them seats
because i need every dime like magic johnson or hugh hefner living in his prime
prime example of youngin’ on his grind
this the life of a compton n-gga
i know the vanities of the world like the promise n-ggas
that’s why we crooked in yo bushes where you find us n-gga you better scramble before you fold like an omelet n-gga
this ain’t insomnic n-gga and that means i don’t need busters to front on me
a bible in my pocket i’m walkin’ like it’s a gun on me
so when i catch a fed they know to put more than one on me
fear no evil, i can still see regals pullin’ up
n-ggas tuck like a baby in fetal. . . position
if you listen you can hear the city needs you
that’s what my mind said
but my big head is tellin’ me that i’m a black beetle
until my number is called and someone yell bingo
a shadow in the dark, park the coupe
then re-coop with the homeless in the park, kendrick lamar

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Kendrick Lamar - Vanity Slave Pt 2 Lyrics

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Kendrick Lamar - Vanity Slave Pt 2

I swear people you don’t know Kendrick
You don’t know me, but you say you want some more Kendrick
I’ma about to show, everything is ..human being
I’m still growin’, I’m premature, baby hit this crazy like we adore something
Lamborghini, I wonder can afford them so ia take this ..with the ..
I guess I have my vanity slave, I guess my .. is turning in money when I get it
F*ck a life savements, over .. banks statements, just to make a statement,
When I put this fashion on I’m a fashion jonkey … in the country
I bought this out the country …whips and chance, whips and change,
check upon my name he call me cuta
You’re my brother we come from the same modern world
That’s your girl I see she rockin’ …if ….ignoring the sacrifice,
I need ya if I see tha black visa in my hands at night
I show my .. that’s a punch line …that’s …

Chorus:
Order round town that I’m all about the b*tches
Order round town that I love my twenty sixes
Order round town that I gotta stay ..
… I’m a vanity slave.
…of my roof ..I’m a vanity slave
…. I’m a vanity slave.

..videos got me …appetite for flashing lights, what I like to do is pose,
A black …rose ..my people hell rose …. Niggas …over accessorized we get
..I do it for the love for hip hop and the love of b*tches …every day contradicted
I think about how I’m living then I watch how I’m livin’
I know that this can’t be right, my country just tell me what the ..
It’s unlikely to see what I like to say I don’t like it because the …my priorities
Ignoring me, I wanna move .. but baby steps are premature remember?
I’m flying to the south and I’ll be gone till November to see my family trippin’
This is shame I’m yelling out …

Chorus:
Order round town that I’m all about the b*tches
Order round town that I love my twenty sixes
Order round town that I gotta stay ..
… I’m a vanity slave.
…of my roof ..I’m a vanity slave
…. I’m a vanity slave.

Cold, oh so cold, how I run it, keep body soul to soul,
Is it make sunny for your vice to make it ..
…take your control …the Lamborghini …smile on that in Vogues
I like em both, I … take this mother f*cker …
‘cause nothing goes bad every time …
I’m getting …
They tell me …but should I give a f*ck when they bring me more Gucci
‘cause a young nigga … I pray the … it’s my third felony
The voice keep on telling me keep the ..and don’t forget about this
I ..my wardrobe … without it.

[Chorus:]

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Kendrick Lamar - Get Bizy Lyrics

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Kendrick Lamar - Get Bizy and Video (Ft. Kurupt, Bad Lucc)

I'm the miller to military
Bold eagle squeeze a cesar ebonizer
I am the worse, what?
That's why my bitch told me after I took her purse
Shove it down, looking for a pounded … bitch
I'm scanless, I poke you like dare antlers cancerous
Cause I ain't got no time to play
When I ask you a question answer is the lie where you lay
Lay where you die, never wake up, die where you lay
It's hard to survive nigger, or the high where you stay
I'm important like Pope i'm the king of New York
I'm live from South Central, I'm a Muslim on pork
Corrupt the world's fattest, they feed on scratch
I'm multiplied by 20 thousands fiends and crack
You add me to music and the themes react
Everybody's addicted turn the bodies to liquid
I love your style but I hate your vibe
I don't want your wife but your bitch is mine
Murder methods of mayhem tap it dop it great
… and grab a sodium kako dilate
...misery, young Merlin, shalami
I make the walls fall like Berlin
You ever heard of a murderer well you must of my nigger
I'm a mixture between Big Snoopy and Jagger
I spit meat cleaves and sossy …
My wife's a diva like Beyonce for hood like Ashantee motherfucker
I run them up … they call me corrupt get that, I fuck you up our … motherfuckers in the egland of a second, murder method

I don't give a damn, I don't give a damn

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Kendrick Lamar - Look Out For Detox Lyrics

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Kendrick Lamar - Look Out For Detox

Tyre marks, tyre marks, finish line with the tyre marks
when the relay starts I’ma runaway slave
ugh, walking on water and running on waves
God MC I’ma guide you guide and see
there’s never no Ozzy me
if I hide and see, I’ma block away
fire marshalls moving in
marshmellows inside my pen
sweet sixteens, got sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin
I’m so appalled, with a prototype with a guy now protocol
you an amateur, they wanna protocol
I damage ya on camera in Compton, in Canada
I don’t care where ya are
Just spit twice and I’m there where you are
like a shadow in the dark, you a paddle in the boat in an ocean of sharks bout to come up short
what in the park, throw crack rock, like bam bam n-gga have two grams n-gga pay your nook,
blam blam n-gga, have the black cam, dipset killa Cam n-gga
killers, been around sh-t but your momma and your bitch
shoved out the kush when your mom was like six
uncle bobby got the house ready back in 06
kick in the dough, K was in the kitchen way before I even heard of Mike Vick.
Mom in the bathroom poppa at work
happened on sunday we shoulda went to Church
look at my shirt, Polo on it
it’s gon sell if my logo on it
I fear no opponent, a demon come near and I might throw a spirit at the omen
You looking at the 2010 Romans
Empire, high Power HP, in ya face like HD
and I spit like a HK
I’ma shop like a H3 HUBCITYADNYG
problem aint hoody n-gga
tell the government come shoot me, n-gga
cause I’m oging out with a fist raised and a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade
drink a fifth of Hennessy and then take another fade with a democratic politician from CA
they don’t wanna see a B-L-A-C-K making some scratch like a hall of fame DJ
give us some free j’s put us in PJ’s
now we in the county jail calling for a threeway, God-Damn, your call
marketing base where the god damn barcode stuck in the street was dark like Harpo
black man tell me where your God-Damn heart go
although I’m in the land of milk and honey
nobody never gave me sh-t, when I got my first chain
all the n-ggas tried to take it from me
I had to fight back and sh-t
get it back and sh-t
and you rap n-ggas looking funny tryna talk back and sh-t
like he back that shit
acting like you real or something
n-gga aint popped no steel, aint popped no
go pop some pills or something
you trying real hard to appeal to summer
I’m being myself, my BFF is a BMW
with your BM in it and your stash box glove and a medicine that the doctor gave a n-gga wont help
I’m at the limit where I be amazing myself
I bet I finish at a level with a Black belt
I bet it everywhere every rapper get killed
bra,bra,bra, where da knife at, cut cut where ya life at
your careers over, he’s slumped over
everyone beating on, I’m sober
thats a new flow, (?) gave me some Kush and some Nuvo
new dough for the year and I sumo and I rap here
not a rapper, I’m a raptor, thats a T-Rex and a V-neck for the rapture
I’ma factor and your facial
I’m a fracture to a fraction
no one half and I hate math
Pastor’s like Eddie long, f-cking maricone
get me mighty low and get here
n-gga F-CK