I'll tell you what I don't believe in, can I do that? Alright, I don't believe in the, in laws, or the system by any means, whatsoever I try not to obey them at any time That's what I believe in, not believing in (So what keeps you alive?) Four big bottles of water a day, two packs of Marlboro Reds and uh, what keeps me alive? Shit, um Music, I have to listen to music all day long I say that keeps me going I'm a pretty dark person, I've thought about ending it a million times and I have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing Thank you Sitting in the studio thinking about which mood would go right now, freestyle or write down, whatever And still I come up clever, I just need to free my thoughts and Lord knows that I know better, but I ain't perfect I ain't seen too many churches or know them testament verses You should either hear me now or go deaf or end up dead, die trying and know death Might end up dead, swallow blood, swallow my breath Fuck a funeral, just make sure you pay my music respect nigga I mean that from the bottom of my heart You see my art is all I have, and victory tastes sweet even when the enemy can throw salt Still knock 'em out the park like a fucking tow car Let bygones be bygones, but where I'm from we buy guns and more guns to give to the young I'm living the life of a nigga trapped nigga inside the system, all you envision is trap niggas My uncle doing life inside prison, he wasn't wrapped too tight He told me rap about life, not rap, niggas That's why I'm shaking my head when you rap dissing My stomach start turning, my nerves get to twitching I start evaluating, then my final intuition is that you wishing a come up, would just come up We used to beefing over turf, fuck beefing over a verse Niggas dying, motherfuck a double entendre And this is Compton, lions in the land of the triumph Wrap Saran our defiance, ban our alliance Put burners in the hands of the black man One hood with twenty fo'-fo's like a cloned Kobe Bryant You probably heard I wanna be heard and wonder who I am You probably even listen to "Faith" and think I know Zion But really I'm just caught in the loop of understanding the truth because it seem like it's always clashing with science I got a big fear of flying My future so bright I'd probably go blind before I blink twice, I ain't lying I swear to God half of y'all just don't know Kendrick The school of hard knocks, we was the first ones in attendance You walking down the block, he got shot, you wouldn't know I witnessed You just mind your bidness You just turn your head, kneel down, and then tie your tennises It's kinda scary ain't it You can't act like no bitch, that only got Tyler Perry famous Just let me explain this, why you pick up that stainless? Cause your pops wasn't anxious to see you when you hated him so much, you probably had your burner tucked in graduation Said if you see him on them bleachers then you kill him, facing twenty-five to life with a murder charge Your enemies was the prey, and now you pray to God I pray these bars get farther than Compton And if my record never break I still won't break my promise, I promise to keep it honest Secret society, all we ask is trust and all we lack is communication like service sucks The people scared of annihilation when Kingdom Come And I'm like, the Kendrick Lamar O.D. in less than a month Alright? Gotta keep it pushing Can't let the government tell me how my future looking I'm on Rosecrans & Central trying to duck the central bookings If the fucking pigs get behind me then you know I'm bucking, never will I surrender I've been a warrior when I came out of my mom's placenta In the gutter lane like I'm Master Splinter How splendid, I guess my project had did it Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different They said seven tracks, I said fifteen Called it an EP, they said I'm tripping But little did they know, I'm tryna change the rules that we've been confined to, so the corporate won't make decisions Uppity bitches, handling bidness Killing our dreams, stealing our vision Out in Haiti adolescents barely have a home In L.A. everybody think they fucking on Hop on Twitter, perpetrate, we doing big shit Who we hanging with, and bragging about the iPhone I swear to God, most y'all cats just don't know Kendrick You barely know yourself, so I guess most of y'all should be offended Ain't doing this for my health, I'm just trying to purchase my momma them businesses Occupy my time with riches, justify my time, ambition's just to coincide, just to go inside, books we idolize while we living Look the mastermind, took the master's mind, just the perfect time, just to mastermind Just to master grind with precision, look the mastermind, took the... We would like to call this an appreciation tape for those who recognized the Kendrick Lamar EP For this is the Kendrick Lamar O.D. Because of you, we are Overly Dedicated Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com