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The Heart Part 5

Artist:Kendrick Lamar  Album:The Heart Part 5  Writer:Kendrick Lamar/Matt Schaeffer/Johnny Kosich/Jake Kosich/L. Ware/A. Ross  Composer:Kendrick Lamar/Matt Schaeffer/Johnny Kosich/Jake Kosich/L. Ware/A. Ross  Release Year:2022 

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As I get a little older, I realize life is perspective And my perspective may differ from yours I wanna say thank you to everyone that's been down with me All my fans, all my beautiful fans Anyone who's ever gave me a listen, all my people I come from a generation of pain, where murder is minor Rebellious and Margielas'll chip you for designer Belt buckles and clout, overzealous if prone to violence Make the wrong turn, be it will or the wheel alignment Residue burned, missed at a inner-city Miscommunication to keep homi' detective busy No protection is risky Desensitized, I vandalized pain Covered up and camouflaged Get used to hearin' arsenal rain Analyze, risk your life, take the charge Homies done fucked your baby mama once you hit the yard, that's Iture Twenty-three hour lockdown, then somebody called Said your lil' nephew was shot down, the culture's involved I done seen niggas do seventeen, hit the halfway house Get out and get his brains blown out, lookin' to buy some weed Car wash is played out, new GoFundMe accounts'll proceed A brand-new victim'll shatter those dreams, the culture (I want, I want, I want, I want) But I want you to want me too (I want, I want, I want, I want) I want the hood to want me back (I want, I want, I want, I want) I want the hood Look what I done for you (Look what I done for you) Look what I done for you I said I'd do this for my culture To let y'all know what a nigga look like in a bulletproof Rover In my mama's sofa was a doo-doo popper Hair trigger, walk up closer, ain't no Photoshoppin' Friends bipolar, grab you by your pockets No option if you froze up, always play the offense Nigga's goin' to work and sellin' work, late for work Workin' late, prayin' for work, but he on paperwork That's the culture, point the finger, promote ya Remote location, witness protection, they gon' hold ya The streets got me fucked up, y'all can miss me I wanna represent, for us New revolution was up and movin' I'm in Argentina wiping my tears full of confusion Water in between us, another peer's been executed History repeats again Make amends, then find a nigga with the same skin to do it But that's the culture, crack a bottle Hard to deal with the pain when you're sober By tomorrow, we forget the remains, we start over That's the problem Our foundation was trained to accept whatever follows Dehumanize, insensitive Scrutinize the way we live for you and I Enemies shook my hand, I can promise I'll meet you In the land where no equal is your equal Never say I ain't told ya, nah In the land where hurt people hurt more people Fuck callin' it culture (I want, I want, I want, I want) But I want you to want me too


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