The Heart Pt. 1 lyrics

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KENDRICK LAMAR lyrics : "The Heart Pt. 1"

Intro:
A lil' Compton ^!$$%
Just a lil' Compton ^!$$%

One time for my ^!$$%s
You know Compton, ^!$$%
Just a lil' Compton ^!$$%

Kendrick Lamar

Back with a vengeance

Back with my heart and I'm venting
Back with another war pendant, salute me or shoot me
I never wore a kufi, ignore my religion

I believe there's one God, there's one love
And I believe if I fly, we all doves
I make a way for my people to see the light

Brighter than yellow bones
Me and my microphone could be one
Until I see BIG, Pac, see Pun but this ain't Eazy

I can't take a Big L, my city needs me, I gotta win
The proof is in the pudding
And I been $#[email protected] with Cosby since I was ten, you damn right

By any means necessary get campaign right
Very emotional I'm a Gemini, I love hard and I fight harder, a born author
A born starter, in the game for real

And the games appeal to the struggling youth with no father
You can't learn if mistakes ain't made
You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues
And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels
Lifestyles of the young and the broke

With my hand under oath, I recite these quotes
And if I have a life then I die where I stand as a pest not a man what I wrote through a rap
In order to see the front, I had to play the back

We played our position, we let ya'll play ya'll selves, ya'll made ya'll decision
We pray while we prey on competition
To flip another page of Corinthians

I see stars when I write these sentences
Words crash cars when I write these sentences
Open jail bars for my ^!$$%s life sentences

Free J-Dove, kill all witnesses
Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way I feel I'mma make ya'll suffer
And take ya'll supper

I haven't ate in the last 22 summers and I'm 22 now it's about to go down
So en garde, my God we got these artists in awe
Oh, I'm free

Finally I can say I'm me
The Kendrick Lamar EP, classic EP
The question concerns

I dropped it and gave the whole world my germs
Hope ya'll infected
Hope ya'll ain't have no protection

Still I'm progressing, room for improvement
Make room for the groom married to his music
I was at the XXL just trying to excel

Networking, meanwhile my stomach turning
Wanted to be apart of it cater it to my audience
J. Cole runnin' late

If he don't show up, think I can take his place
Ladies start laughing
No pun intended I ain't being sarcastic

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and
Fresh out the plane I couldn't even complain
My ^!$$% was on his hustle I introduced him my name

Said I'll see him on the bubble in the future, my dude I salute ya
Contributing the real %#@!
Talk about it make the people talk about it

Make the world see, for every MC that I see tryna steal flow
Come up in the po' like NORE
And take him to a place that I'm sure we all can blow up, boom

I ain't a star yet but I'm gettin' close to em
And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him
Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

Then kill his manager
Then hang a banner up, that reads you can't proceed without bein' conceived by one album of the 90's
At Rosecrans where you'll find me

And all my ^!$$%s is grimy
But I remain the good kid
Tryna make a difference where I'm from, where you live
Oh no we got to slow the city down
I told the homeboy pump his brakes

He said that he rather put the pump to his face
Sawed off
Torture, turn the saw off, its scorchin'
Hot where I'm from, the newscasters don't come
Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan I ain't done

A baby in there with it
She said postpartum did it
Molested at eleven and she always reminiscing
When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute
That's why I always think I'm kicking something with feeling

I should've been a dentist
I should've been a blizzard-cold
Flash, pose, flash, pose, a critic paparazzi got me on my toes
I wanna jump on him like a tad-pole, tad-pole, $$#-holes
Tryna kill my dreams

Not elevate
Those are not my dreams, I'll be straight
With a little bit of passion
And a drive like an Aston
Motivation from Nipsey or Glasses, Jay Rock
Mykestro , Bad Lucc, U-N-I

Dom Kennedy, Murs and Fashawn
Lady G, Willy B in time
Ima blow like I'm motha$#[email protected]' sniffing lines
Go like I never seen a red light shine
Flow to my heart, hit the flo' when im dying
Heart of a lion, tell em get in line
And pass the baton, I won't pass it back I ain't good at dimes

If the (*##$ bad I could pass you a dime
Haters better duck like I'm passing a pond
Know I'm the king and I'm passing you pawns
Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine
Problem is I shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights
I'mma need two mics just to get my point across
I'mma get my joint across, country ya'll gon' want me

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