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KENDRICK LAMAR

good kid, m.A.A.d city


Lord God, I come to you a sinner And I humbly repent for my sins I believe that Jesus is Lord I believe that you raised him from the dead I will ask that Jesus will come to my life And be my Lord and Savior I receive Jesus to take control of my life And that I may live for him from this day forth Thank you Lord Jesus for saving me with your precious blood

In Jesus name, Amen


I met her at this house party on el segundo and central / she had the credentials of strippers in atlanta / ass came with a hump from the jump she was a camel / I want to ride like arabians, push an ‘04 mercedes-benz

„Hello, my name is Kendrick“ she said „no, you’re handsome“ / whispered in my ear, disappeared then found her dancing / ciara had played in the background / the parade music we made had us all wearing shades now [cool]


„Where you stay?“

she said „down the street from dominguez high“ / okay, I know that’s borderline compton or paramount

„Well is it Compton?“ „no,“ she replied and quickly start batting her eyes and / I strictly had wanted her thighs around me / seventeen, with nothing but pussy stuck on my mental / my motive was rather sinful


„What you trying to get into?“ she didn’t tell, just gave me her nextel  /

that’s what I told her soon as this epi-

dropped the number, we chirped the

sode / of martin go off, I’m trying to

whole summer and well

get off  / I was in heat like a cactus, my tactics of being thirsty / probably

the summer had passed and now I’m

could hurt me, but fuck it I got some

liking her / conversation we having pro-

heart / grab my momma’s keys, hopped

bably enticing her / who could imagine,

in the car, then oh boy...

maybe my actions would end up wifing her / love or lust, regardless we’ll fuck

so now I’m down rosecrans in a cara-

cause the trife in us / it’s deep rooted,

van / passing alameda, my gas meter

the music of being young and dumb /

in need of a pump / I got enough to get

its never muted, in fact it’s much

me through the traffic jam / at least

louder where I’m from / we know a lot

I hope cause my pockets broke as a

‘bout each other, her mother was a

promise man / I’m thinking bout that

crack addict / she live with her granny

sex, thinking bout her thighs / or may-

and her younger two brothers / her fa-

be kissing on her neck, or maybe what

vorite cousin demetrius’s irrepetible  /

positions next / sent a picture of her

family history of gang banging – did

titties blowing up my texts / I looked

make me skeptical / but not enough to

at ‘em and almost ran my front bumper

stop me from getting a nut

into corvette / enthused by the touch of a woman, she’s a masseuse / and I’m

›I wanna come over, what’s up?‹

a professional porn star when off the goose / I had a fifth in the trunk like curtis jackson for ransom / I’m hoping to get her loose like an uncle luke anthem / I’m two blocks away, 250 feet / and six steps from where she stay, she waving me ‘cross the street / I pulled up a smile on my face, and then I see

›Two niggas, two black hoodies, I froze as my phone rang...‹


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Kendrick. Where you at? Damn, I’m sittin’here waitin’ on my van ... You told me you was gon’ be back in fiffteen minutes! ... I gotta go to the county buildin, man These kids ready to eat!... I’m ready to eat, shit I gotta get them food stamps, come on now ... You on you way or what? I hope you ain’t out there messin’ with them damn hood-rats out there, shit Especially that crazy-ass girl Sherane...Plus you got school tomorrow...You keep fuckin’ around in them streets, you ain’t gon’ pass to the next grade, 11th grade ... -Is that Kendrick on the phone? Yo daddy hollerin’ ‘bout some damn Dominoes He want to holler at you too, gon’ ‘head Kenny, gon’, shit! -Hello? Yeah, where my motherfuckin’ dominoes at? Kenny! -What? You on his voicemail! Damn fool -Oh Shit -K, where my motherfuckin’ Dominoes at? This the second time I ask you to bring my fuckin’ Dominoes! Kenny give me the dam phone, shit ... Don’t hang up! Damn! -He losing my damn Dominoes Just let me ... Kendrick! When you get this message, man Call me back. I need to know when you gon’ bring back my damn car This man fussin’ ‘bout some damn Dominoes It ain’t all that serious. Fuck, damn Dominoes Shit I’mma miss my damn appointment! Fuck! ... Fuck them damn Dominoes, nobody wanna hear that -Nobody want to hear yo’ ass! Mattafact, cut my motherfuckin’ oldies back on ... You killin’ my motherfuckin’ vibe


I am a sinner who’s probably gonna sin again / lord forgive me, lord forgive me / things I don’t understand / sometimes I need to be alone

b i t c h

d o n ’ t

k i l l

m y

v i b e

b i t c h

d o n ’ t

k i l l

m y

v i b e

I can feel your energy from two planets away / I got my drink, I got my music / I would share it but today I’m yelling

b i t c h

d o n ’ t

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m y

v i b e

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look inside of my soul and you can find gold and maybe get rich / look inside of your soul and you can find out it never exist / I can feel the changes, I can feel a new life / I always knew life can be dangerous / I can say that I like a challenge and you to me is painless / you don’t know what pain is / how can I paint this picture when the color blind is hanging with you / fell on my face and awoke with a scar / another mistake living deep in my heart / wear it on top of my sleeve in a flick / I can admit that it did look like yours / why you resent every making of this / tell me your purpose is petty again / but even a small lighter can burn a bridge / even a small lighter can burn a bridge

I can feel the changes / I can feel the new people around me just want to be famous / you can see that my city found me then put me on stages / to me that’s amazing / to you that’s a quick check with all disrespect let me say this


I am a sinner who’s probably gonna sin again / lord forgive me, lord forgive me / things I don’t understand / sometimes I need to be alone

b i t c h

d o n ’ t

k i l l

m y

v i b e

b i t c h

d o n ’ t

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m y

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I can feel your energy from two planets away / I got my drink, I got my music / I would share it but today I’m yelling

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I’m trying to keep it alive and not compromise the feeling we love / you’re trying to keep it deprived and only co-sign what radio does  / and I’m looking right past you / we live in a world, we live in a world on two different axles / you live in a world, you living behind the mirror / I know what you scared of, the feeling of feeling emotions inferior / this shit is vital, I know you had to / this shit is vital, I know you had to /


to die in a pitiful vain, tell me a watch and a chain / is way more believable, give me a feasible gain / rather a seasonal name, I’ll let the people know this is something you can blame / on yourselves you can remain stuck in a box / I’m a break out and then hide every lock / I’m a break out and then hide every lock

I can feel the changes / I can feel the new people around me just want to be famous / you can see that my city found me then put me on stages / to me that’s amazing / to you that’s a quick check with all disrespect let me say this


I am a sinner who’s probably gonna sin again / lord forgive me, lord forgive me / things I don’t understand / sometimes I need to be alone

b i t c h

d o n ’ t

k i l l

m y

v i b e

b i t c h

d o n ’ t

k i l l

m y

v i b e

I can feel your energy from two planets away / I got my drink, I got my music / I would share it but today I’m yelling

b i t c h

d o n ’ t

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m y

v i b e

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you ain’t heard a chorus like this in a long time / don’t you see that long line / and they waiting on Kendrick like the first and the fifteenth / threes in the air I can see you are, in sync / hide your feelings, hide your feelings now what you better do / I’ll take your girlfriend and put that pussy on a pedestal / b i t c h

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walk out the door and they scream it’s alive / my new year’s resolution is to stop all the pollution / talk too motherfucking much, I got my drink I got my music / I say b i t c h

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K Dot get in the get in the car nigga. Nigga I got a pack of blacks and a beat CD. get your freestyles ready


Martin had a dream / Martin had a dream /  

K e n d r i c k h av e a


a dream  


All my life I wa n t m o n e y a n d power / Respect my mind or die from l e a d s h o w e r / I p r ay my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower / So I can fuck the world for seventy two hours


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E v e r y b o d y, e v e r y b o d y, e v e r y b o d y

everybody sit your bitch ass down and listen to this true mothafuckin’ story told by kendrick lamar on rosecrans / ya bitch

smoking on the finest dope, aye aye aye aye drank until I can’t no more, aye aye aye aye really I’m a sober soul but I’m with the homies right now / and we ain’t asking for no favors / rush a nigga quick then laugh about it later aye aye aye aye really I’m a peacemaker but I’m with the homies right now / and momma used to say o n e d ay, i t ’s g o n ’ b u r n y o u o u t o n e d ay, i t ’s g o n ’ b u r n y o u o u t, o u t o n e d ay, i t ’s g o n ’ b u r n y o u o u t o n e d ay, i t ’s g o n ’ b u r n y o u

I‘m with the homies right now


Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota / A quarter tank of gas, one pistol, and orange soda / Janky stash box when the federales roll up / Basketball shorts with the Gonzales Park odor / We on the mission for bad bitches and trouble / I hope the universe love you today  / ‘Cause the energy we bringing sure to carryaway / A flock of positive activists and fill the body with hate / If it’s necessary / Bumping Jeezy first album looking distracted / Speaking language only we know, you think is an accent / The windows roll down all I see is a hand pass it / Hotboxing like George Foreman grilling the masses / Of the working world, we pulled up on a bunch of working girls / And asked them what they working with – look at me / I got the blunt in my mouth  / Usually I’m drug-free, but shit I’m with the homies

Yea nigga, we off a pill and Remy Red Come through and bust ya head nigga

Me and the homies Sag all the way to the liquor store Where my niggas pour up 4 and get twisted some more

Me and the homies I ride for my mothafuckin’ niggas Hop out, do my stuff, then hop back in

Me and the homies Matter fact, I hop out that mothafucka and be like Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo!


It’s 2:30 and the sun is beaming / Air conditioner broke and I hear my stomach screaming / Hungry for anything unhealthy and if nutrition can help me / I’ll tell you to suck my dick then I’ll continue eating  / We speeding on the 405 passing Westchester / You know the light skin girls in all the little dresses, good Lord / They knew we weren’t from ‘round there  / ‘Cause every time we down there we pulling out the Boost Mobile sim cards / Bougie bitches with no extensions / Hood niggas with bad intentions, the perfect combination / Before we sparked a conversation  / We seen three niggas in colors we didn’t like then started interrogating    / I never was a gangbanger, I mean I was never stranger to the folk Neither I really doubt it / Rush a nigga quick and then we laugh about it  / That’s ironic ‘cause I’ve never been violent, until I’m with the homies

Just ridin’ just ridin’

Me and the homies Bullshittin’ actin’ a fool

Me and the homies Trippin’, really trippin’

Me and the homies Just ridin’ just ridin’ just ridin’

Bragging ‘bout the episode we just had / A shot of Hennessey didn’t make me feel that bad / I’m usually a true firm believer of bad karma / Consequences from evil will make your past haunt you / We tryna conquer the city with disobedience / Quick to turn it up, even if we ain’t got the CD in / But Jeezy still playing and our attitude is still “nigga, what is you

saying” / Pull in front of the house that we been camping out for like two months  / The sun is going down as we take whatever we want Ay, ay, nigga JaCKPOT NIGGA, pop the safe -Ay nigga, I think it’s somebody in this room Wait, what? -Nigga, it’s somebody in this room!


I hit the back window in search of any Nintendo / DVDs, plasma screen TVs in the trunk / We made a right, then made a left, then made a right, Then made a left / we was just circling life / My mama called „Hello? What you doin’?

–“Kicking it” I should’ve told her I’m probably ‘bout to catch my first offense with the homies / But they made a right, they made a left / then made a right, Then another right

One lucky night with the homies


K Dot, you faded, hood? –Yea we finally got that nigga faded. I think he hit the wrong blunt though -Ooh, which one? -Well which one he talking ‘bout? I was finna hit the one with the shenanigans in it -I pray he ain’t hit that Nah, that nigga straight. He ain’t hit that one Got the shenanigans? Give that nigga the shenanigans -Nigga I think we should push back to the city, fo real doe -Nigga, for what? -What that nigga, what’s that Jeezy song say nigga?

„Last time I checked I was the man on these streets!“

-Yea, yea, that shit right there. I’m tryna be the nigga in the street -There he go. Man you don’t even know how the shit go Look, here’s the plan luv. We gon’ use the kickback as a alibi Wait ‘til the sun go down, roll out, complete the mission, drop K Dot off at his mama van, at the park, cause I know he trying to fuck on Sherane tonight That’s what he’s not gon’ do Then we all gon’ meet back at the block at about 10:30 -That’s straight but we should meet up around 12; I’m tryna fuck on something too Nigga sit yo dumb ass back down, nigga you ain’t doing shit tonight. Matter fact, nigga get in the mothafuckin’ car. We finna get active...


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Me and my niggas trying to get it, ya bish


Hit the house lick tell me is you with it, ya bish

Home invasion was persuasive

From nine to five I know it’s vacant, ya bish

Dreams of living life like rappers do

Back when condom wrappers wasn’t cool

I fucked Sherane then went to tell my bros

Then Usher Raymond Let it Burn came on


Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish

Park the car then we start rhyming, ya bish

The only thing we had to free our mind

Then freEze that verse when Aspoon silver we see I know you come $$$ signs from, You looking like an easy come up, ya bish

ya bish

And that’s a lifestyle that we never knew

Go at a reverend for the revenue


It go Halle Berry or hallelujah

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

Everybody gon‘ reSpect the shooter But T h the e oone n e in i nfront f r o n t of o fthe t gun h e g u n lives forever f o r e v e r And I been hustling all day, this a way, that a way

Through canals and alleyways, just to say


Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that’s just how I feel

A dollar might just fuck your main bitch that’s just how I feel

A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with that’s just how I feel

A dollar might just make that lane switch that’s just how I feel

A DOLLAR might turn to a million and we all rich that’s just how I feel


Dreams of living life like Earl rappers Stevens had us thinking do rational Bump that new E-40 after school

Another casualty at war, ya bish He said one day I’d be on tour, ya bish

You know big balling with my homies

Back to reality we poor, ya bish

Two buLets in my UnCle Tony head


That Louis Burger never be the same

A Louis belt will never ease that pain

Pull off at Church’s with Pirelli’s skirting

Gang signs out the window, ya bish

They say your hood is a pot of gold

And we gone crash it when nobody’s home

Hoping all of em offend you, ya bish

But I’mma purchase when that day is jerking


It go Halle Berry or hallelujah

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

Everybody gon’ reSpect the shooter But T h the e oone n e in i nfront f r o n t of o fthe t gun h e g u n lives forever f o r e v e r And I been hustling all day, this a way, that a way

Through canals and alleyways, just to say


Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that’s just how I feel

A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with that’s just how I feel

A dollar might just fuck your main bitch that’s just how I feel

A dollar might just make that lane switch that’s just how I feel

A DOLLAR might turn to a million and we all rich that’s just how I feel


Be t he l a s t one ou t t o ge t t his dough, no way Hi t t he br a k e s, when t he y on pat rol , no way

L ov e one of you buck e t he a ded hoe s, no way

Hi t t he s t r ee t s, t hen w e br e a k t he c ode , no way


imagine Rock up in the projects where them niggas pick your pockets / santa claus don’t miss them stockings, liquor spilling pistols popping / baking soda yola whipping, ain’t no turkey on thanksgiving / my homeboy just domed a nigga, I just hope the lord forgive him / pots with cocaine residue, everyday I’m hustling / what else is a thug to do when you eatin’ cheese from the government / gotta provide for my daughter n’em, get the fuck up out my way, bitch / got that drum and got them bands just like a parade, bitch / drop that work up in the bushes, hope them boys don’t see my stash / if they do, tell the truth, this the last time you might see my ass / from the gardens where the grass ain’t cut, them serpents lurking, blood / bitches selling pussy, niggas selling drugs but it’s all good / broken promises, steal your watch and tell you what time it is / take your j’s and tell you to kick it where a footlocker is / in the streets with a heater under my dungarees /

Dreams of me getting shaded under a money tree


It go Halle Berry or hallelujah

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

Everybody gon’ reSpect the shooter But T h the e oone n e in i nfront f r o n t of o fthe t gun h e g u n lives forever f o r e v e r And I been hustling all day, this a way, that a way

Through canals and alleyways, just to say


Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that’s just how I feel

A dollar might just fuck your main bitch that’s just how I feel

A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with that’s just how I feel

A dollar might just make that lane switch that’s just how I feel

A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that’s just how I feel


Kendrick, just bring my car back man. I called in for another appointment. I figured you weren’t gonna be back here on time anyways. Look, shit, shit, I just wanna get out the house man. This man, on one, he feeling good as a mother fucker. Shit, I’m trynna get my thing going too. Just bring my car back. Shit, he faded. He feeling good. Look, listen to him.

-Girl, Girl, I want your body, I want your body, cause of that big ol’ fat ass. Girl, Girl, I want your body, I want your body, cause of that big ol’ fat ass...

See he high as hell, Shit, and he ain’t even tripping off them damn dominoes anymore. Just bring the car back!

-Did somebody say dominoes?


every second,

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m i n u t e , man i swear that she can get i t / say if you a bad bitch put your hands up high, hands

up high, hands

up high

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tell ‘em

d i m t h e l i g h t s d o w n r i g h t n o w,

i’m talking ‘bout dark room, perf u m e ... g o , g o ! put me in the mood /


you ain’t never gotta say shit (woo!) / and i know your taste is / a l i t t l e b i t ( m m m ) h i g h maintenance (ooh) / everybody else basic / y o u l i v e l i f e o n a n e v e r y d a y b a s i s / with poetic justice, poetic justice / if i told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it? / i recognize your fragrance (hol’ up!) /

i mean i write poems in these songs dedicated to you when /

y o u ’ r e i n t h e m o o d f o r e m p a t h y, there’s blood in my pen / better yet, where your friends and them? /

i r e a l l y w a n n a k n o w y o u a l l / i really wanna show you off / f u c k t h a t , p o u r u p p l e n t y o f c h a m p a g n e / cold nights when you curse this name / you called up your girlfriends and y‘all curled in that little bitty range i h e a r d t h a t / s h e w a n n a g o a n d p a r t y, she wanna go and party / n i g g a , d o n ’ t a p p r o a c h h e r w i t h t h a t a t a r i / nigga, that ain’t good game, homie, sorry / t h e y s a y c o n v e r s a t i o n rule a nation, i can tell / but i could never right my wrongs / ‘ l e s s i w r i t e i t down for real, p.s

you can get it, you can get it / you can get it, you can get it / and i know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want / poetic justice, put it in a song


you can get it, you can get it / you can get it, you can get it / and i know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want / poetic justice, put it in a song

i really hope you play this /

you test my patience

cause ol’ girl / with all these seductive

photographs and all these one off vacations /

you’ve been taking clearly a lot for me to t a k e i n / it don’t make sense / young east african girl, you too busy fucking with your other man

/

i was trying to put you on game,

take you and your mama to the m o t h e r l a n d / i could do it, maybe one day / w h e n y o u figure out you’re gonna need someone / put you on a plane /

when you figure out it ’s all right here in the city and you don’t run from where we come from /

that sound like poetic justice, p o e t i c j u s t i c e / you were so new to this life but damn you got adjusted / i mean i write poems in these songs, d e d i c a t e d t o t h e f u n s e x / your natural hair

god

and your soft skin, and your big ass in that sundress (ooh!) /

good god, what you doing that walk for? / when i see that thing move, i just wish we would fight less and we would talk more /

and they say communication save relations, i c a n t e l l / but i can never right my wrongs unless i write them down for real / p . s


you can get it, you can get it / you can get it, you can get it / and i know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want / poetic justice, put it in a song

you can get it, you can get it / you can get it, you can get it / and i know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want / poetic justice, put it in a song


every time i write these words they become a taboo /

making sure my punctuation curve, every letter is true / living my life in the margin and

i’m talking poetic justice, poetic justice /

that metaphor was proof /

if i told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it? /

i mean you need to hear this

/

love is not just a verb, it ’s you looking in the mirror /

love is not just a verb, it’s you looking for it, maybe

/ c a l l m e c r a z y,

we can both be insane /

a fatal attraction is common

/

and what we have common is pain /

i mean you need to hear this

/ love is not just a

verb and i can see power steering /

sex drive when you swerve, i want that i n t e r f e r e n c e / it ’s coherent, i can hear it, mmhmm t h a t ’s y o u r h e a r t b e a t / it either caught me

/

or it called me, mmhmm /

read slow and you’ll find gold mines in these l i n e s / s i n c e r e l y, y o u r s t r u l y / a n d r i g h t b e f o r e y o u g o b l i n d / p.s


you can get it, you can get it / you can get it, you can get it, you can

you can get it / get it / you can get it,

and i know just, know

you can get it /

j u s t , k n oawn d j iu ksnto, wkj nu sot w , k nj u o ws t , just, know just, know just,

know just what you want / know just what you want /

poetic justice, put it poetic justice, put it

i n a is ong n a song


I’m gon’ ask you one more time homie, where is you from? Or it is a problem...? -Ay you over here for Sherane homie? Yo I don’t care who this nigga over here for, if he don’t tell where he come, it’s a wrap! I’m sorry“ -Hol’ up hol’ up hol’ up we gon’ do it like this, OK? I’mma tell you where I’m from, OK? You gon’ tell me where you from, OK? Or where your Grandma stay, where your mama stay, or where your daddy stay, OK? Enough with all this talkin! -Matter of fact, get out the van homie. Get out the car before I snatch you out that mother fucker homie...


mass hallucination baby, ill education baby want to reconnect with your elations this is your station baby

look inside these walls and you see them having withdrawals / of a prisoner on his way / trapped inside your desire / to fire bullets that stray / track attire just tell you I’m tired and ran away / I should ask a choir what do you require / to sing a song that acquire me to have faith / as the record spin I should pray / for the record I recognize that i’m easily prey / I got ate alive yesterday / I got animosity building  / it’s probably big as a building / me jumping off of the roof / is me just playing it safe / but what am I supposed to do / when the topic is red or blue / and you understand that I ain’t / but know I’m accustomed to / just a couple that look for trouble / and live in the street with rank / no better picture to paint than me walking from bible study / and called his homies because he had said he noticed my face / from a function that tooken place /


they was wondering if I bang / step on my neck and get blood on your nike checks / I don’t mind because one day you’ll respect –The good kid, m.A.A.d. city mass hallucination baby, ill education baby want to reconnect with your elations this is your station baby

all I see is strobe lights, blinding me in my hindsight / finding me by myself, promise me you can help / in all honesty I got time to be copacetic until / you had finally made decision to hold me against my will / it was like a head on collision that folded me standing still / I can never pick out the difference and grade a cop on the bill / every time you clock in the morning, I feel you just want to kill / all my innocence while ignoring my purpose to persevere as a better person / I know you heard this and probably in fear / but what am I supposed to do with the blinking of red and blue / flash from the top of your roof and your dog has to say woof / and you ask, „lift up your shirt“ cause you wonder if a tattoo / of affiliation can make it a pleasure to put me through / gang files, but that don’t matter because the matter is racial profile / I heard them chatter: „he’s probably young but I know that he’s down“ / step on his neck as hard as your bullet proof vest / he don’t mind, he know we’ll never respect –the good kid, m.A.A.d. city


mass hallucination baby, ill education baby want to reconnect with your elations this is your station baby

all I see in this room: 20 xanies and these ‘shrooms / grown-up candy for pain, can we live in a sane society / it’s entirely stressful upon my brain / you hired me as a victim, I quietly hope for change / when violence is the rhythm, inspired me to obtain / the silence in this room with 20 xanies and ‘shrooms / some grown-up candy I lost it, I feel it’s nothing to lose / the streets sure to release the worst side of my best / don’t mind, cause now you ever in debt to good kid, m.A.A.d. city

mass hallucination baby, ill education baby want to reconnect with your elations this is your station baby


if pirus and crips all got along / they’d probably gun me down by the end of this song / seems like the whole city go against me / every time I’m in the street I hear...


YAW YA YAW YAW YA YAW


YAWK! WK! YAWK! WK! YAWK! WK! YAWK! WK!


„man down“ „Where you from, nigga?“

„Fuck who you know, where you from, my nigga?“

„Where your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?“ „This m.A.A.d city I run, my nigga“


brace yourself, i’ll take you on a trip down memory lane / this is not a rap on how i’m slingin crack or move cocaine / this is cul-de-sac and plenty cognac and major pain / not the drill sergeant, but the stress that weighin’ on your brain / it was me, l boogs, and yan yan, yg, lucky ride down rosecrans / it got ugly, waving your hand out the window. check yo self / uh, warriors and conans / hope euphoria can slow dance with society / the driver seat the first one to get killed / seen a light-skinned nigga with his brains blown out / at the same burhang out / ger stand where now this is not a tape recorder saying that he did it / but ever since that day, i was lookin at him different / that was back when i was nine / joey packed the nine / pakistan on every porch is fine / we adapt to crime, pack a van with four guns at a time / with the sliding door, fuck is up? / fuck you


you ain’t walkin’ up you fuckin’ punk? / pickin’ up the fuckin’ pump / pickin’ off you suckers, suck a dick or die or sucker punch / a wall of bullets comin from / ak’s, ar’s, „aye y’all. duck.“ / that’s what momma said when we was eatin’ the free lunch / aw man, god damn, all hell broke loose / you killed my cousin back in ‘94. fuck yo truce now crawl yo head in that noose / you wind up dead on the news / ain’t no peace treaty, just pieces / bg’s up to pre-approve, bodies on top of bodies / iv’s on top of iv’s / obviously the coroner between the sheets like the isleys / when you hop on that trolley / make sure your colors correct / make sure you’re corporate, or they’ll be calling your mother collect / they say the governor collect, all of our taxes except / when we in traffic and tragic happens, that shit ain’t no threat / you movin backwards if you suggest that you sleep with a tec / go buy a chopper and have a doctor on


„man down“ „Where you from, nigga?“

„Fuck who you know, where you from, my nigga?“

„Where your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?“ „This m.A.A.d city I run, my nigga“

if pirus and crips all got along / they’d probably gun me down by the end of this song / seems like the whole city go against me / every time I’m in the street I hear...


wake yo punk ass up! it ain’t nothin’ but a compton thang

Yeah! real simple and plain I’mma teach you some lessons about the street It ain’t nothin’ but a Compton thang

C h y e a !  how we do

YAW YA YAW YAW YA YAW


YAWK! WK! YAWK! WK! YAWK! WK! YAWK! WK!


fresh outta school cause I was a high school grad / sleeping in the living room in my momma’s pad / reality struck I seen the white car crash / hit the light pole two nigga’s hopped out on foot and dashed / my pops said I needed a job I thought I believed him / security guard for a month and ended up leaving / in fact I got fired because I was inspired by all of my friends / to stage a robbery the third saturday I clocked in / projects tore up, gang signs get thrown up / cocaine laced in marijuana / and they wonder why I rarely smoke now / imagine if your first blunt had you foaming at the mouth / I was straight tweaking the next weekend we broke even / I made allegiance that made a promise to see you bleeding / you know the reasons but still won’t ever know my life / jeah cocaine, weed / niggas been mixing shit since kendrick aka compton’s human sacrifice the 80’s loc / sherm sticks, butt nakeds / dip, make a nigga flip / cluck heads all up and down the block and shit / one time’s crooked and shit / block a nigga in / alondra, rosecrans, bullis, it’s compton


I’m still in the hood / loc yeah that’s cool / the hood took me under so I follow the rules / but yeah that’s like me, I grew up in the hood where they bang / and niggas that rep colors is doing the same thing / pass it to the left so I can smoke on me / a couple drive-bys in the hood lately / couple of iv’s with the fucking spraycan / shots in the crowd then everybody ran / crew I’m finna slay, the street life I crave / shots hit the enemy, hearts turn brave / mount up, regulators in the whip / down the boulevard with the pistol grip / trip, we in the hood still / so loc, grab a strap cause yeah, it’s so real / deal with the outcome, a strap in the hand / and a bird and 10 grand’s where motherfuckers stand


If I told you I killed a nigga at 16, would you believe me? / Or see me to be innocent Kendrick you seen in the street / With a basketball and some Now & Laters to eat / If I mentioned all of my skeletons, would you jump in the seat? / Would you say my intelligence now is great relief? / And it’s safe to say that our next generation maybe can sleep / With dreams of being a lawyer or doctor / Instead of boy with a chopper that hold the cul de sac hostage / Kill them all if they gossip, the Children of the Corn / They vandalizing, the option of living a lie, drown their body with toxins / Constantly drinking and drive, hit the powder then watch this flame / That arrive in his eye; this a coward, the concept is aim and / They bang it and slide out that bitch with deposits / And the price on his head, the tithes probably go to the projects / I live inside the belly of the rough


Compton, U.S.A. made Me an Angel on Angel Dust –– ww hh aa tt ?? !!


Nigga pass Dot the bottle, damn! You ain’t the one that got fucked up, what you holding it for? Niggas always acting unsensitive and shit. -Nigga, that ain’t no word. Nigga, Shut up! Hey, Dot, you good my nigga? Don’t even trip, just lay back and drink that.


pour up

drank head shot

drank sit down

drank stand up

drank pass out

drank wake up

drank faded

drank faded


now I done grew up / round some people living their lifes in bottles / granddaddy had the golden flask / back stroke every day in chicago   / some people like the way it feels / some people wanna kill their sorrows / some people wanna fit in with the popular / that was my problem / I was in the dark room / loud tunes, looking to make a vow soon  / that I’mma get fucked up, filling up my cup / I see the crowd mood / changing by the minute and the record on repeat / took a sip then another sip then somebody said to me

nigga why you babysitting only two or three shots  / I’mma show you how to turn it up a notch first you get a swimming pool full of liquor then you dive in it / pool full of liquor then you dive in it I wave a few bottles then I watch em all flock / all the girls wanna play baywatch I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it  / pool full of liquor i’mma dive in it


pour up

drank head shot

drank sit down

drank stand up

drank pass out

drank wake up


sit down

drank

head shot

drank

if I take another one down / I’mma drown in some poison abusing my limit / I think that i’m feeling the vibe / I see the love in her eyes, I see the feeling / the freedom is granted as soon as the damage of vodka arrived / this how you capitalize / this is parental advice / then apparently I’m over influenced by what you are doing / I thought I was doing the most til someone said to me

pour up

okay, now open your mind up and listen to me kendrick / I am your conscience, if you do not hear me / then you will be history kendrick / I know that you’re nauseous right now / and I’m hoping to lead you to victory kendrick /


drank

faded

drank

wake up

drank

pass out

it / I wave a few bottles then I watch em all flock / all the girls wanna play baywatch / I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it / pool full of liquor I’mma dive in it

drank

stand up

drank

nigga why you babysitting only two or three shots / I’mma show you how to turn it up a notch / first you get a swimming pool full of liquor then you dive in it / pool full of liquor then you dive in


drank

wake up

drank

faded

faded

drank

I ride you ride one chopper, one hundred shots bang hop out, do you bang two chopper, two hundred shots bang I ride, you ride bang one chopper, one hundred shots bang hop out, do you bang two chopper, two hundred shots bang


drank

sit down

drank

stand up

pass out

drank

nigga why you babysitting only two or three shots / I’mma show you how to turn it up a notch / first you get a swimming pool full of liquor then you dive in it / pool full of liquor then you dive in it / I wave a few bottles then I watch em all flock / all the girls wanna play baywatch / I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it / pool full of liquor I’mma dive in it


Sherra a anee

Sherra a anee p po oo ol l f fu ul ll l t th he en n yo you u d diiv ve e iin n iit t

Sherra a anee

wat watc ch h e em m a al ll l f fl lo oc ck k

aw man, where is she taking me

g g iir rl ls s wa wan nn na a p pl l ay ay p pl l ay ay p pl l ay ay b bay ay wat watc ch h where is she taking me ...

p po oo ol l f fu ul ll l o of f l liiq qu uo or r ii‘‘mm mma a


a a d diiv ve e iin n iit t

al I, l al l I , all I all I have in life is my new appetite

for failure / and I got hunger pain that grow insane / tell me do that sound familiar / if it do then you’re like me / making excuse that your relief / is in the bottom of the bottle / and the greenest indo leaf / as the window open / I release everything that corrode inside of me / I see you joking, why you laugh don’t you feel bad / I probably sleep and never ever wake up /

never ever wake up,

never ever wake up

in god I trust

but just when I thought I had enough...


They stomped the homie out over a bitch -K dot, you good, blood? can drop you back off

Now we can drop, ye we

That nigga’s straight man, that nigga ain’t tripping We gon’ do the same ol’ shit I’mma pop a few shots, they gon’ run, they gon’ run opposite ways Fall right in ----’s lap And he gon’ tear they ass up, simple as that And I hope that bitch that set him up out there, we gon’ pop that bitch too Wait hold up, aye I see somebody

Car door opens and gunshots are fired

Aha! Got them niggas, K dot, you good? L----, you good? Yeah blood, I’m good, Dave, you good? Dave? Dave, say something - Dave?

These bitch ass niggas killed my brother!


when the lights shut off / and it ’s my turn to settle down / my main concern / promise that you will sing about me / promise that you will sing about me I said when the lights shut off / and it ’s my turn to settle down / my main concern / promise that you will sing about me / promise that you will sing about me


i woke u p this mo r ning an d fig ure d i’d ca ll you / in ca s e i’m n o t h e r e t om orrow / i’m ho ping t hat i ca n b orrow a pe a ce of min d / i ’m be hind o n what ’s r eal ly impor ta n t / my min d is re a lly distor ted / i f ind no t hing b ut troub le he re in my life / i’m f o r t u n at e you bel ieve in a dr eam / t his orpha n a g e we ca ll a g he tto i s q u i t e a rou tine / and last nig ht wa s jus t a n oth e r d is tra ction / or a rea ct io n o f what we con s id e r ma d n e ss / i k n ow ex a ct l y w h at happe ne d / yo u ran o uts id e whe n you h e a rd my b roth e r cr y f o r hel p   / he ld him like a newb orn b a b y a n d ma d e him fe e l / like eve r yt hing was alr ig h t / a n d a fig ht h e trie d to put up , bu t the type / o f b ullet t h at s tuck h a d we n t a ga in s t h is wi l l / as bl ood s pilled o n yo ur h a n d s / my pla n s rathe r v in d ictive / ever ybody ’s a v ic t im in m y e ye s / wh e n i rid e it ’s a murd er o u s rhythm / and o ut s ide b ec a me pitch b la ck / a d e mon g lue d t o m y ba ck w hisper ing , „g et em“ / i g ot e m, a n d i a in ’t g ive a fuc k / t hat sam e mentality t hat told my b rothe r n ot to d uck / in a c t u a l i t y i t ’s a trip how we tr ip o f f of colors / i won d e r if i’ll eve r d i sc o ve r / a pa ssion like yo u and r ecove r / the life th at i k n e w a s a yo u n g ’n i n p aja m as and dun- ta- dun s / whe n th un d e r come s it ra in s c at s a n d dogs / dumb nig gas like m e n eve r pros pe r / prog n os is of a probl e m c hild / i’m pr o u d a n d we ll d evote d / this piru s h i t be e n i n m e forever / so f o r ever i’mma pus h it, wh e reve r wh e n eve r / and i l ove yo u c aus e yo u love my b rothe r like you d id / j ust promise me yo u’ll tell this s tor y wh e n you ma ke it b ig / and if i d ie b ef o r e yo ur alb um d rop i h ope

when the lights shut off / and it ’s my turn to settle down / my main concern / promise that you will sing about me / promise that you will sing about me I said when the lights shut off / and it ’s my turn to settle down / my main concern / promise that you will sing about me / promise that you will sing about me


you wrote a so ng ab o ut my s is te r on your ta pe / a n d cal l e d i t „sectio n .80,“ t he messa g e re s e mb le d „ b re n d a ’s g ot a b a by“ / whats craz y was , i was he a rin a b out it / b ut d oub te d yo u r ignoranc e, how c o uld you eve r / jus t put h e r on b la s t a n d sh i t / ju dging her past and s h it / we ll it ’s comple te ly my futur e / a n i g ga behind me r ig ht now as k in g for a ss a n d s h it / a n d i’mma n e e d t h at 40 dol lar s even if i g o t ta / fuck , s uck a n d s wa llow in th e p a r k i n g l ot / gonz ales par k , i’m followe d b y a ma rrie d ma n , a fat h e r o f thre e  / my tit ties b o unce on th e ca d e n ce of his tin g lin g ke ys / m atter o f f ac t he my f avorite ca us e h e tip me with e ’s / h e g o t a cou sin named dav id and i s e e n h im la s t we e k / th is is th e l i f e o f a nother g ir l damag ed b y th e s ys te m / th e s e fos te r homes, i r u n away and never do miss e m / s e e , my hormon e s jus t run away a n d i f i can get em b ac k / to whe re the y us e d to b e the n i’ll pr o ba bl y be i n the de nim / o f a f amily g e n e that s h ow wome n how to be wo m a n , o r bette r yet a leader / you n e e d he r to le a rn s ome th in g , t h e n yo u p r o babl y n eed t o b eat her / that ’s how i wa s ta ug ht / th re e n i g ga s i n one roo m, f ir s t t ime i wa s toss e d / a n d i’m ex h a us te d / bu t f u c k t h at „sorr y fo r yo ur lo ss“ sh it / my s is te r d ie d in va in , b ut w h at p o i n t a re you t r y ing to gain / if you ca n ’t fit the pumps i wa lk i n ?  / i ’ l l wait / yo ur r eb uttal a li ttle too late / a n d if you h ave a al bu m d at e , ju st m ake s ur e i’m no t i n the s on g / ca us e i d on ’t n e e d t h e at t e n t i o n bring eno ug h o f that o n my own / a n d matte r fa ct d id i m e n t i o n t h at i physically f eel g r eat ? / a d octor ’s a pprova l is a wa s te o f t i m e , i know i’m st raig ht / i’ll p rob a b ly live lon g e r tha n you a n d n eve r f a d e away / i’ll never f ade away, i’ll n eve r fa d e away / i know my f at e, and i’m on the g rin d for th is ca ke / i’mm a g e t o r d i e tr ying, i’m eyeing ever y ma le g e n d e r with in te n tion s of bu yi n g / yo u when the lights shut off / and it ’s my l ying to t hes e mo t her f ucke rs , ta lk in g a b out you ca n he l p t h e m w i t h turn to settle down / my main concern / m y stor y / yo u c an help me if you s e ll this puss y for me , n i g ga / promise that you will sing about me / don’ t igno r e me nig ga, fuck your g lor y n ig ga , this b ulls h i t. . . promise that you will sing about me I said when the lights shut off / and it ’s my turn to settle down / my main concern / promise that you will sing about me / promise that you will sing about me


som etim es i lo o k in a mir ror a n d a s k mys e lf / a m i re a lly s c a r e d o f p assing away / if it ’s t o day i hope i h e a r a / cr y out from h e ave n so lo ud it can wat er down a d e mon / with th e holy g h os t till i t d r ow n i n the bl o o d o f jes us / i wrote s ome ra ps th at ma ke s ure t h at m y life l ine / rake in the sc en t of a re a pe r, e n s urin g that my al l e g i ance / with t he o ther s ide may come s oon / a n d if i’m d oo m e d , m ay t he wound / help my mo t h e r b e b le ss e d for ma n y moon s / i su f f e r a lo t / and ever y day the g l a ss mirror g e t toug h e r to watch / i t i e m y stom a ch in kno ts / and i’m n ot s ure wh y i’m in fatuate d wi t h d e at h / m y im a ginatio n is sur ely a n a g g ravation of thre ats / that c a n c o m e abou t / c aus e t he t o ng ue ia s mig hty powe r ful / a n d i ca n n a m e a list of your f avo r ites t hat prob a b ly vouch / may b e ca us e i ’m a d r e a m er and s leep is the c o us in of d e ath / re a lly s tuck in the sc h e m e o f, wonderin g when i’mma r es t / a n d you’re rig ht, your b roth e r wa s a brother to me / and yo ur s is te r ’s s ituation wa s the on e th at p u l l e d m e / in a dir ec t io n t o s pea k of s ome thin g th at ’s re a le r th a n t h e t v scre e n / by any means, wa s n ’t tr y in g to offe n d or come b e t we e n / her p erso nal lif e, i was like „it n e e d to b e told “ / curs in g t h e l i f e of 2 0 ge nerat io ns af t er he r s oul / ex a ctly what ’d h a ppe n i f i a i n ’ t continu e d rappin / o r s tea d y b e in g d is tra cte d b y mon e y d r u g s a n d four / fives , i c o unt lives a ll on the s e s on g s / look at th e we a k a n d cr y, pray o ne day yo u’ll be s tron g / fig htin g for your rig h t s, eve n w hen you’r e wr o ng / and h ope th at at le a s t on e of you s in g / a bo u t m e whe n i’m g o ne / now am i wor th it ? / d id i put e n oug h wo r k i n ?

when the lights shut off / and it ’s my turn to settle down / my main concern / promise that you will sing about me / promise that you will sing about me I said when the lights shut off / and it ’s my turn to settle down / my main concern / promise that you will sing about me / promise that you will sing about me


Ay ay, ay where you ‘bout to go? Nigga, homie brother... nigga right here he gon my nigga, he gon... We on the block right now, my nigga. Like wenigga, we right here my nigga. Nigga brother, nigga. They just killed the homie brother my nigga. We right here on the block my nigga Alright, nigga nigga just, alright alright just call me back, my nigga. Just call me back. arghh Fuck! So so what we gon do my niggas? What we gon’ do? Br-bruh, we can go back right now my nigga. Like nigga I don’t give a fuck my nigga. We can go back right now.

fuck I’m tired of this shit, I’m tired of fucking running, thats my brother homie


tired of running, tired of hunting my own kind but retiring nothing tires are steady screeching, the driver is rubbing hands on the wheel, who said we wasn’t

Dy i n g dy i n g dy i n g

o f o f o f

t h i r st t h i r st t h i r st

dope on the corner, look at the coroner daughter is dead, mother is mourning her strayed bullets, AK bullets resuscitation was waiting patiently but they couldn’t bring her back, who got the footage? channel 9, cameras is looking It’s hard to channel your energy when you know you’re crooked banana clip, split his banana pudding I’m like tre, that’s cuba gooding I know I’m good at

Dy ing dy ing dy ing

o f o f o f

th i r st th i r st th i r st


how many sins? I’m running out how many sins? I lost count dreams of ballin’ like spalding but only shotty bounce the reaper calling, I’m cottonmouth money is power, yours is ours lay with a snitch, die with a coward hope we get rich, hope we can tower over the city with vanity with the music louder the same song, a black flower I’ll show you how to

Dy e Dy e Dy e

of of of

thir s t thir s t thir s t

what are we doing? who are we fooling? hell is hot, fire is proven to burn for eternity, return of the student that never learned how to live righteous but how to shoot it tired of running, choirs is humming tell us to visit, we lying about coming


now back to business, loading the guns in back of the buick, your hood is feuding, and the beef is bubbling it’s no discussion, hereditary all of my cousins

Dy ing Dy ing Dy ing

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too many sins, I’m running out somebody send me a well for the drought see, all I know, is taking notes on taking this life for granted, granted, if he provoke my best days, I stress days

Lo r d forgive me fo r s i ns for I not k n ow

my best days, I stress days say „fuck the world,“ my sex slave money, pussy and greed; what’s my next crave whatever it is, know it’s my next grave

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tired of running, tired of running tired of tumbling, tired of running tired of tumbling back once my momma say „see a pastor, give me a promise what if today was the rapture, and you completely tarnished the truth will set you free, so to me be completely honest

yo u yo u

dy i n g dy i n g

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t h i r st t h i r st

S o h o p i n t ha t wat er , a n d p r ay t ha t i t w o r k s “


fuck iI'm ’m tired of this shit, iI'm ’m tired of fucking running, thats my brother homie

Young man, come talk to me. Is that what I think that he is? I know thats not what I think that he is. Why are you so angry? See you young man, I’m dying of thirst. Do you know what that means? That means, you need water, holy water. You need to be baptised, with the spirit of the lord. Do you want to receive god as your personal saviour? Ok, repeat after me. Lord God I come to you a sinner lord god i come to you a sinner

And I humbly repent for my sins and i humbly repent for my sins

I believe that Jesus is Lord i believe that jesus is lord

I believe that you raised him from the dead i believe that you raised him from the dead

I will ask that Jesus will come to my life i will will ask ask that that jesus will will come come to my life life

And be my Lord and Savior and be my lord and savior

I receive Jesus to take control of my life i receive jesus to take control of my life

And that I may live for him from this day forth and that Ii may live for him from this day for th

Thank you Lord Jesus for saving me with your precious blood thank you lord jesus for saving me with your precious blood

In Jesus name, Amen in jesus name, amen

Alright now, remember this day as a start of a new life, your real life.


I’m real, I’m real, I’m really really real I do what I wanna do, I say what I wanna say / when I’m real, I feel, and I..look in the mirror and know I’m there / with my hands in the air, I’m proud to say yeah / I’m real, I’m really really real I’m real, I’m real, I’m really really real I’m real, I’m real, I’m really really real


I promise that I know you very well Your eyes never lie even if they tell Sweet lullabies that come with a smell Of a dozen roses flippin’ down the green hill You living in a world that come with plan B Cause plan A never relay a guarantee And plan C never could say just what it was And your plans only can pan around love You love him, you love them, you love her You love so much, you love when love hurts You love red bottom and gold with the sequin You love hand-bag on the waist of your jean You love french tip and trip that pay for You love bank slip that tell you we paid more You love a good hand whenever the card dealt

But what love got to do with it when you don’t love yourself?

I’m real, I’m real, I’m really really real I’m real, I’m real,

I do what I wanna do, I say what I wanna say / when I feel, and I..look in the mirror and know I’m there / with my hands in the air, I’m proud to say yeah /

I’m really really real I’m real, I’m real, I’m really really real I’m real, I’m real, I’m really really real


I promise that I know you very well Your eyes never lie even if they fell Out the sky and your optics turn stale Where they mold that’s green I can see you fit the bill Of living in a world that come with Plan B Cause Plan A only can make another mistake And you can’t see success coming from plan C When it all breaks, you’ll still say you’re lovely And love them and love when you love her You love so much, you love when love hurts You love fast cars and dead presidents old You love fast women, you love keepin’ control Of everything that you love, you love beef You love streets, you love runnin’, duckin’ police You love your hood, might even love it to death

But what love got to do with it, when you don’t love yourself?

I’m real, I’m real, I’m really really real I’m real, I’m real, I’m really really real I’m real, I’m real, I’m really really real I’m real, I’m real,

I do what I wanna do, I say what I wanna say / when I feel, and I..look in the mirror and know I’m there / with my hands in the air, I’m proud to say yeah /

I’m really really real


The reason why I know you very well Cause we have the same eyes can’t you tell The days I tried to cover up and conceal My pride, it only made it harder for me to deal When living in a world that come with plan B A scapegoat cause plan A don’t come free And plan C just an excuse like because Or the word „but“, but what if I got love? I love them, I love when I love her I love so much, I love when love hurts I love first verse cause you’re the girl I attract I love second verse cause your the homie that packed Burner like a stove top, that love cooking from scratch I love what the both of you have to offer In fact, I love it so much I don’t love anything else

But what love got to do with it when I don’t love myself ?

To the point I should hate everything I do love Should I hate living my life inside the club? Should I hate her for watching me for that reason? Should I hate him for telling me that I’m season? Should I hate them for telling me ball out? Should I hate street credibility I’m talkin’ about? Hatin’ all money, power, respect in my will

Or hating the fact none of that shit make me real?!


I ain’t trippin’ off that Dominos anymore, just calling, sorry to hear what happen to your homeboy, but don’t learn the hard way like I did homie. Any nigga can kill a man, that don’t make you a real nigga. Real is responsibility, real is taking care of your motherfucking family, real is god, nigga

I do what I wanna do, I say what I wanna say / when I feel, and I..look in the mirror and know I’m there / with my hands in the air, I’m proud to say yeah /

Alright that’s all I wanted to tell you, just make sure you call us back when you get this message. Here go your mom.

-Boy you better have my car on full all this time you done had my damn car, but look I ain’t trippin. Look, the neighbors say they seen you and your little friends over there by Food for Less and they was preaching to you over there telling you about the good book because right about now that’s what ya’ll need. Oh, and Top Dawg called the house too. I guess they want you and Dave to come to the studio. But look, you take this music business serious, and put out something me and your dad can step to. Shit, you know we from Chicago you know that’s what we do.


I’m real, I’m real, I do what I wanna do, I say what I wanna say / when I feel, and I..look in the mirror and know I’m there / I’m really really real with my hands in the air, I’m proud to say yeah / I’m real, I’m real, I’m really really real I’m real, I’m real, I’m really really real I’m real, I’m real, I’m really really real


s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u s i n g m y s o n g , i t ’s a l l f o r y o u


If I don’t hear from you, by tomorrow I hope you come back, and learn from your mistakes. Come back a man, tell your story to these black and brown kids in Compton. Let ‘em know you was just like them, but you still rose from that dark place of violence, becoming a positive person. But when you do make it, give back, with your words of encouragement, and that’s the best way to give back. To your city And I love you Kendrick, if I don’t hear you knocking on the door you know where I usually leave the key. Alright? talk to you later, bye.


Sound of a cassette tape being stopped and fast forwarded


KENDRICK LAMAR 01 COmpton (feat. Dr. DRE)

00:00


KENDRICK LAMAR VERSE 01

00:09 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 lenses forensics would‚’ve told you Kendrick had killed it / Pretend it’s a massacre and the masses upon us / And I mastered being the master at dodging your honor / And the chapter that read at 25 I would live dormant like 5 in the morning / They raid your spot while Kendrick’s performing / And if they take everything, know I got

KENDRICK LAMAR ADLIB 01

00:40

Ay, Dre what’s happenin’ wit’ it my nigga!?

Compton, Compton, ain’t no city quite like mine KENDRICK LAMAR CHORUS 01

00:33

Still I’m at it, peel the plastic off it, you can feel the magic / Still I’m laughing at the critics talking, I can see ‘em gagging / When I’m back in the back of my city, back in the ‘bach / With a batch of them bangin’ Dre Beats with me, look where I‘m at / It’s the murder cap’ and I’m captain at birthin’ this gangsta rap / It’s a wrap when I’m done and I come a long way from a hundred dollars a month / To a hundred mil’ in a day, bitch I’m from DR. DRE VERSE 02

00:42


KENDRICK LAMAR & DR. DRE VERSE 04

01:37 KENDRICK LAMAR CHORUS 02

01:02

Compton, Compton, ain’t no city quite like mine

So come and visit the tire screeching, ambulance, policeman / Won’t you spend a weekend on Rosecrans nigga / Khaki creasing, crime increasing on Rosecrans nigga / Kendrick Conan nigga / Where you sword at, hand on the cross and swore that / I do it big as Rasputia for them shooters Kama Sutra scream fuck your position and make you hold that / I’m trying to stay grounded like four flats / But I know flats and Piru Crip tats KENDRICK LAMAR VERSE 03

01:09

And that’s a given / I pass the blunt then pass the torch of course that’s my decision / I crash the Porsche then you report that you see me in Benzes / I must report that we import the nacotics you bought it / Then talked about it when crack hit the speakers, the music business / I blow up every time we throw up a record / Depending on what you expecting, I’m sure it’s bigger than your religion / Perfected by niggas that manifested music to live in

Will swarm on me like a beehive / Hop in the G ride / From the West to the East side / Know that’s just how Compton roll KENDRICK LAMAR Bridge

01:29


KENDRICK LAMAR VERSE 06

02:33 KENDRICK LAMAR CHOrus 03

01:58

Compton, Compton, ain’t no city quite like mine

So tell that gangster throw his set high / Roll it up in a blunt, I’mma take you on the next high / I did exactly what I wanted that’s what made them checks fly / In my direction, you never questioned when I said I / Would be a mogul before I visit 2Pac and Left-eye / Eazy and Aaliyah when I see you we gon’ test drive / A Lambo in heaven but for now I’m on the redeye / Flying back to my city cuz I’ll forever standby DR. DRE VERSE 05

02:04

Now we can all celebrate / We can all harvest the rap artists of NWA / America target our rap market, it’s controversy and hate / Harsh realities we in made our music translate / To the coke dealers, the hood rich, and the broke niggas that play / With them gorillas that know killers that know where you stay / Roll that kush, crack that case, ten bottles of rosé / This was brought to you by Dre / Now every motherfucker in here say: /„Look who’s responsible for taking Compton international / I make ‘em holla“

Compton, Compton, ain’t no city quite like mine KENDRICK LAMAR Chorus 04

02:26


Ayo Just Blaze, good looking homie Just Blaze! Ain’t no city quite like mine, yeah In the city of Compton Ain’t no city quite like mine KENDRICK LAMAR OUTRO

03:07


Momma, I finna use the van real quick! Be back, 15 minutes!


Impressum (c)2013 Finn Reimer Konzept, Gestaltung & Satz Finn Reimer Gesetzt H&FJ Knockout Akzidenz Grotesk Trixie Druck und Bindung Druckwelten GmbH WebLINKS website: finnreimer.tumblr.com mail: finn-reimer@hotmail.de video snippet: vimeo.com/74755973 Dieses Buch entstand im Rahmen des Buchkurses an der Design Factory International Hamburg im Sommersemester 2013 zum Thema Musik unter Verwendung des Albums „Good Kid, m.A.A.d City von Kendrick Lamar.



Kendrick Lamar - good kid, m.A.A.d city