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wacced out murals

Artist:Kendrick Lamar  Album:GNX 

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Siento aquí tu presencia La noche de anoche Y nos ponemos a llorar Yesterday, somebody whacked out my mural That energy'll make you niggas move to Europe But it's regular for me, yeah, that's for sure The love and hate is definite without a cure All this talk is bitch-made, that's on my Lord I'll kill 'em all before I let 'em kill my joy I done been through it all, what you endure? It used to be fuck that nigga, but now it's plural Fuck everybody, that's on my body My blick first, then God got me I watch 'em pandеr with them back-handed compliments Put thеy head on a Cuban link as a monument I paid homage and I always mind my business I made the— I never lost who I am for a rap image It's motivation if you wonder how I did it Yeah, nigga, go and up your rank Know you a god even when they say you ain't Yeah, nigga, keep your feelings out the way Never let no one put smut up on your name Yeah, nigga, keep your head down and work like I do But understand everybody ain't gon' like you Yeah, nigga, if they say it's love, you've been lied to A couple rules of engagements, I'ma guide you Que refleja en tu mirada La noche, tú y yo Ridin' in my GNX with Anita Baker in the tape deck, it's gon' be a sweet love Fuck apologies, I wanna see y'all geeked up Don't acknowledge me, then maybe we can say it's fair Take it to the internet and I'ma take it there Miss my uncle Lil' Mane, he said that he would kill me if I didn't make it Now I'm possessed by a spirit and they can't take it Used to bump Tha Carter III, I held my Rollie chain proud Irony, I think my hard work let Lil Wayne down Whatever, though, call me crazy, everybody questionable Turn me to an eskimo, I drew the line and decimals Snoop posted "Taylor Made," I prayed it was the edibles I couldn't believe it, it was only right for me to let it go Won the Super Bowl and Nas the only one congratulate me All these niggas agitated, I'm just glad they showin' they faces Quite frankly, plenty artists, but they outdated Old-ass flows, tryna convince me that you they favorite This is not for lyricists, I swear it's not the sentiments Fuck a double entendre, I want y'all to feel this shit Old soul, bitch, I probably built them pyramids Ducking strays when I rap battled in the Nickersons Where you from? Not where I'm from, we all indigenous Against all odds, I squabbled up for them dividends Against all odds, I showed up as a gentleman I done lost plenty friends, sixteen to be specific Put that on my kids'


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