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Good Kid Maad City Album9/26/2020
Get out thé car before l snatch you óut that mother fckér homie.Do you báng Two chopper, twó hundred shots, báng I ride, yóu ride, bang 0ne chopper, one hundréd shots, bang Hóp out.
Hook Compton, Cómpton Aint nó city quite Iike mine (Hey Dré whats happéning with it my nigga) Dr Dré - Verse 2 Still Im at it, peel the plastic off it You could feel the magic Still Im laughing at the critics talking I can see em gagging when Im back in the back of my city Back in the back with a batch, Im banging Dre Beats with me Look where Im at, its the murder cap And Im captain at birth of this gangsta rap Its a wrap when Im done And Ive come a long way from a hundred dollars a month To a hundred mill in a day Bitch Im from. Good Kid Maad City Album Crack Hit TheHook Compton, Cómpton Aint nó city quite Iike mine Kendrick Lámar - Verse 3 So come and visit, the tires screeching Ambulance, policeman Wont you spend a weekend on Rosecrans nigga Khaki crease and crime increasing on Rosecrans nigga Kendrick Conan nigga Where your sword at Hand on the cross and swore that I do it big, its Rasputia for you shooters Kama sutra screaming fck your position and make you hold that Im trying to stay grounded like four flats But I know Flex and piru crip tatts They swarm on me like a beehive hoop in the G ride From the west to the east side Know just how Compton roll Dr Dre Kendrick Lamar And thats a given I pass the blunt then pass the torch Of course its my decision I crashed the ports that you report That you see me in Benzes I must report that we import them narcotics 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 expected Im sure its bigger than your religion Perfected by niggas that manifested music to live in Hook Compton, compton Aint no city quite like mine Dr Dre So tell that gangsta throw his set high Roll it up in a blunt, Imma take you on that next high I did exactly what I wanted, thats what made them checks fly. Will be a mogul before I visit Tupac and Left Eye Eazy and Aaliyah when I see ya we gon test drive A Lambo in heaven but for now Im on a red eye Flying back to my city cause I forever stand by. Repeats Dr Dré: Every morning whén I waké up Uh, monéy ón my mind Good timés and get cakéd up Sunshine cóming through my bIinds, Im Iiving but Really thóugh, its never énough 10 million, thats a must Living in California, everybody wanna visit for. Nigga I haté it. Frustrated ánd Im riding dówn the back stréets Making my cónscious ask me WouId I survive tó maké it up óut this hoIe in time BIack boy fly BIack boy fly BIack-black boy fIy Black boy fIy Verse 1 I used to be jealous of Aaron Afflalo I used to be jealous of Aaron Afflalo He was the one to follow He was the only leader foreseeing brighter tomorrows He would live in the gym We was living in sorrow Total envy of him He made a dream become a reality Actually making it possible to swim His way out of Compton with further more to accomplish Graduate with honors, a sponsor of basketball scholars Its 2004 and Im watching him score 30 Remember vividly how them victory points had hurt me Cause every basket was a reaction or a reminder That we was just moving backwards The bungalow where you find us The art of us ditching classes heading nowhere fast Stick my head inside the study hall, he focused on math Determination ambition, plus dedication and wisdom Qualities he was given was the shit we didnt have Dug inside of his book bag and Coach Palmer asked for his finals He had his back like a spinal meanwhile We singing the same old song spinning the vinyl 11 graders gone wrong He focused on the NBA we focused on some Patron Now watch that black boy fly Hook Black boy fly Watch that black boy fly Black boy fly Watch that black boy fly Black boy fly Watch that black boy fly Black boy. Verse 2 I used to jealous of Jayceon I used to jealous of Jayceon - Taylor when I was young Taylor made a career out of music from writing songs A Buick had driven past bumping him when I mowed the lawn Money laundering hustling, homies pondering up against Schemes to make a million even if doing you harm Wars the case and just in case you wasnt alarmed The city had fought with firearms and many had died before dawn Its 2004 and Im hearing the people roar For the name of The Game they line in front of the store Swap meets selling our mixtapes Im like oh shit, wait Dont wanna be another nigga stuck regretting mistakes Mixed feelings was my opinion I was defending my insecurities Chillin my conscience next to a villain Compton made you believe success wasnt real Be honest, none of us knew of a record deal So as I peel through these lottery tickets I see a Harley Davidson truck visit the same plaza we shopped A tall nigga hopped out with Jordans and a white tank top He was top of the rap game, we was the top of the block So watch that black boy fly Hook Verse 3 My mama didnt raise me up to be jealous-hearted Like most of the winners call it Regardless of where you stay, hold your head and continue marching Thats what she said but in my head I wanted to be like Jordan A Boy touring the country with money from mic recording The only way out the ghetto, you know the stereotype Shooting hoops or live on the stereo like top 40 And shortly, I got discouraged Like every time I walked to the corner had them guns bursting Nigga, I was rehearsing in repetition the phrase Only one in a million will ever see better days Especially when the crime waves was bigger than tsunamis Break your boogie boards to pieces you just a typical homy All these niggas facetious and they all standing beside me They all will buy me a chopper if any one of you try me What am I to do when every neighborhood is an obstacle When 2 niggas making it out had never sounded logical 3 niggas making it out, thats mission impossible So I never believed the type of performance that I could do I wasnt jealous cuz of the talents they got I was terrified theyll be the last black boys to fly. Blige Everywhere l go Im gétting so much Iove Fans, the stárs, everyone Sayin hów they cant wáit for thé LP And lm gonna blow Théy believe in mé Feel so góod in what yóu do Helps somébody else get thróugh Thats why l do the bést I can Bécause I know hów blessed I ám Hook: Im só high I cán touch thé sky I knów its my timé And its nów or never Shiné so bright, l light thé night And it feels só right, aint nóthing better Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar A fool if I take it all for granted A smart man if I keep my feet planted To the earth cause the people that hurt can understand it You speakin outlandish Im a show you how to make it all work Another plan, it a short term goal for me A record sold for me Its just more of me in your ear For you to hear Kendrick persevere Defenses I feel relentless Ambition with a clear vision Takin off I aint takin off these Pistons Im takin off on the inner me - youre distance Came across me, how much ita cost me To get you out my business I set a plan, its a short term goal, no sky is the limit Im past that, now pass that Award, not one but four Times two plus yours Bridge 2: Mary J. Blige I sée myself performing thére, (K.dot) SoId out shows whére the róom is packéd Sitting at thé Grammys winning fivé awards See myseIf on big biIlboards Traveling around thé world with éndorsement deals Cant imaginé how it feeIs Thats why lm smiling everyday Bécause my dream áint far away Hóok: Im só high I cán touch thé sky I knów its my timé And its nów or never Shiné so bright, l light thé night And it feels só right, aint nóthing better Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar You looking at me and you tell me Im blessed Calculated my steps, my heart, my breath Breathe hums of a victory and vividly You see me when at my best, my worst This verse dedicated to the days that I slept With a curse research my paid dues Im reimbursed I burst in the crowd with a voice and crown Im a King on the prowl and I see mama smile And I vow on the tape that Ill never break You can break bread with me now We can all take a bow on the edge of the pedestal Then scream out loud that we made it off the avenue And walked that mile In the darkness I often sit back And get lost in the rap that I wrote When you told me that it spoke to your soul I was talking to you I was walking it through every ghetto Tell success hello We here Bridge 3: Mary J. Blige And Im so happy I cry Cause I cant believe All the things I ever wanted Are finally happening for me And its so surreal That I almost feel That any minute I can wake up From this fantasy When you pray so hard And youve come so far And you know that its the time for you lift your bar And Im gonna do it Watch me Hook: x2 Im so high I can touch the sky I know its my time And its now or never Shine so bright, I light the night And it feels so right, aint nothing better. Universal S, Meeengya Music, Timing Recordings Gbr, WB Music Corp.
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