\u4e0b\u8f7d<\/a><\/p>\n[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
\nUh, Most of these niggas shouldn\u2019t be next to us
\nWe keep our distance from those, those acting like hoes
\nZany imposed, weed in my clothes, cubics is gold
\nYa wig\u2019ll get told, put the realest niggas
\nNiggas, product of cap pillers, gangbangers and dealers
\nStreets keep watching, aye, boom, the ghetto bird ya shot down
\nStraight to the top now, they want a third strike on my background
\nBut nah homie, put the mask on when I slide on \u2018em
\nPut the cash in the safe and here\u2019s a extra slug \u2018for I shake
\nYa smoke faster than me with a eighth
\nOr better yet a wet break on a plate
\nBurning ya faith, all senses covered in tape
\nFuckin\u2019 with them boys in blue, chill out \u2018for rags at you
\nYou running to the cops saying: How we do?
\nSaying it\u2019s just rap and them lines ain\u2019t true
\nSo I just threw Q, fuck it, menage a two or maybe trois
\nBaby girl need a pot pie, I be her da da
\nCoochie smacking, give praise to Allah
\nGet blazed in my car, Oxymoron<\/p>\n
[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
\nRock got it, rock came from rock bottom
\nSparked the flames, still remain as a top shotta
\nI ain\u2019t no backpack rapper, I ain\u2019t no lyricist
\nAnd if he ain\u2019t talking to you mind ya business then
\nCold with it, Black Hippy, yeah we cold niggas
\nAll the girlies love us, get a whiff of us
\nThey bones quiver, heard some clown throwing stones at us
\nHolding boulders, champ
\nOnce you hear that yay, watching domes shatter
\nIt\u2019s Top Dawg we runnin\u2019 rap, whack rappers, feline
\nReason why we don\u2019t run with cats, nine double O five nine
\nWhere my family at?
\nPull up in that family van holding 2\u2019s like the handyman
\nAnd to be real not with all this rapping politickin\u2019
\nRapper competition, wrapped up my position
\n\u2019Til I\u2019m finished, \u2018Til I make a couple tickets
\nThen I\u2019m outtie on them islands with my crimmies chillin\u2019
\nHide ya feelings, now can I live?
\nLook I gotta keep my feet on top of the dirt
\n\u2019Cause everywhere I go they like when you dropping some work?
\nBeen a threat since birth
\nThe rap game\u2019s pallbearer when I\u2019m droppin\u2019 the Hearst
\nI ain\u2019t new to this, I\u2019m true to this
\nIndustry\u2019s nightmare, red strings in my Nike Air\u2019s
\nYeah, the white pair, I\u2019m Jay Rock, America\u2019s most wanted
\nMy chargers? Killing MC\u2019s without warning
\nRock!<\/p>\n
[Verse 3: Ab-Soul]
\nIt\u2019s Ab-Soul, gimme the loot, I\u2019m the skinny Biggie
\nIn New York City with Puffy, puffing the sticky
\nAll eyes against me, still even the score
\nProlly why I\u2019m always OT on tour
\nTDE, believe me we want war
\nI don\u2019t even know what piece I like most no more
\nTwo fingers, Two triggers, What\u2019s the difference?
\nWe all gon\u2019 die one day until then I\u2019m gettin\u2019 paid
\nMy grandma watching so I ain\u2019t gon\u2019 curse
\nStill gifted like a Wale verse, backwood full of OG
\nBobby Johnson medicine in my soul to trynna dodge the coffin
\nAnd these days are so bittersweet
\nI guess it\u2019s just a balance we battle naturally
\nAnd y\u2019all still trippin\u2019 off of Jay-Z tweets
\nI still got laps to run when me and Jay-Z meet
\nPeep Soul brother number 2
\nThe first one used to make beats for CL Smooth
\nTop got the s550 but the CL smooth
\nAnd rolling weed is the only time I see L\u2019s move
\nSoul!<\/p>\n
[Verse 4: Isaiah Rashad]
\nAye, I think I found my second home
\nSunny California and it\u2019s ya little nigga brother
\nYou ain\u2019t meant for corners, it\u2019s what they told me
\nSo I never looked back, I got a slut in the back
\nFattest elephant ass, so we flirt in the path
\nPassing propellers I tell her, tell her we flying just listen
\nSee we diamond just shining and they gon\u2019 find us glistening
\nBrought sand to the beach and we left with ya bitch
\nFor the record, in Guinness I\u2019m a hecklin\u2019 menace
\nWhere is Robin, I\u2019m givin\u2019
\nFuckin\u2019 minding my business
\nHe a regular victim, us regular in women
\nUh, regular niggas, you always cater to sluts
\nYou always wasting my time, you always faking the funk
\nI\u2019m put ya muthafuckin\u2019 dream in ya face
\nYou keep lookin\u2019 for some women to be all in ya face
\nThat deep dussy reach niggas, keep dussy
\nThat Tennessee dussy make a nigga be dussy
\nYou can never rap better than me, \u2019cause you ain\u2019t dedicated
\nYou ain\u2019t underrated, you ain\u2019t under looked
\nYou ain\u2019t undercooked, you just under booked
\nIt\u2019s supposed to be me and my niggas in the record book
\nNow they got by myself still fresh as fuck<\/p>\n
[Verse 5: Kendrick Lamar]
\nI hate y\u2019all, I\u2019d do anything to replace y\u2019all,shout out to Face Mob
\nA ghetto boy \u2018til I\u2019m unemployed with a day job
\nAnd kicking boxes, I kick ass and then kick knowledge
\nI\u2019m way more polished
\nThan 99% of the scholars you thought had graduated
\nI\u2019m the master that masturbated on ya favorite MC
\n\u2019Til the industry had wanted me assassinated
\nYou either corny or an opportunist
\nI let you eat now go back to church and steal crackers at communion
\nWhat I been doing? I\u2019m about to crack the Da Vinci Code, yeah
\nYeah, and nothing\u2019s been the same since they dropped Control
\nAnd tucked a sensitive rapper back in his pajama clothes
\nHa-ha, joke\u2019s on you, high-five
\nI\u2019m bulletproof, your shits will never penetrate
\nPin a tail on a donkey, boy, you been a fake
\nI got my thumb on hip-hop and my foot in the back of yo ass
\nAftermath get the last laugh
\nI serve niggas like Master Geoffrey
\nJump on this curb turn a shot in a verb if you let me
\nYou know I\u2019m a killer, I\u2019m on ya head, you know I\u2019m a killa
\nThe West Coast cosa nostra under oath \u2018til it\u2019s over
\nYa over owe us so what the fuck?
\nI fuck you niggas up, I fuck you niggas up, she suck and fuck
\nI fuckin\u2019 duck you fuckin\u2019 niggas like when I want
\nYou going dutch, you going fuckkin\u2019 nuts
\nActing irrational, pop you then pop an Adderall
\nKnow the drill like a lateral, nigga
\nI\u2019m more Pappy Mason than Pastor Mason
\nPacing back and forth, racing my thoughts on embracing data
\nI spilled blood on my apron cooking this shit up
\nI feel like some of y\u2019all is hating
\nQuite frankly ya bitch booty should thank me for grabbing it
\nTurn these hoodrats to actresses, what a magic trick?
\nAccidents never happen when murder\u2019s involved
\nEmaculate tactics so follow me, if you need me just call on me
\nI say \u201cHold up wait a minute\u201d
\nYour career ain\u2019t shit less you got some Kendrick in it
\nYa pussy ain\u2019t shit, ain\u2019t no rumors left on my dick
\n\u2018Less you look like Jordin Sparks, make my mark on the cunt, muah
\nHollywood\u2019s been good to me
\nLittle hood nigga used to pawn mom\u2019s jewelry
\nFamily jewels big as fuck and I got the balls to say it
\nBalls deep, ballin out till spalding need a replacement
\nAnd I\u2019m outchea, the rest of your mouth chea
\nInvest in a vest, a Vietnam vet when you out near
\nThe White court building spilling its Merlot
\nFillin\u2019 a woman, pimp the industry
\nRemember these Stacy Adams and furcoats, shook
\nYa scared to death
\nScared to look in the mirror when Kendrick is near ya
\nKing Kendrick\u2026<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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