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KENDRICK LAMAR lyrics : "Drop The Vibe"

Feeling like a mother $#[email protected] animal,
Cannibal lector, twenty twelve,
Elected to execute every rapper that has excelled,

If music you're calling, then you're on it, pick up your cell,
If a [email protected][email protected] said he can see me, bet he told you in braille.
$#[email protected], put you on from and.. some bread..

[email protected]^% your lunch... should .. work that instead
?I'm a leader, walk behind me, yes I walk?
Watch their face drop, when the beat drop, I drop a?

New occurrence? calling the?
No judgment for the..
They tried to find me guilty for spitting filthy ?

But I bet?. That's March 14, my first recording
I kicked it like.. Chuck Norris.

Look, look, look, I'm J.A.Y Rock to be exact,
..and goddess?
Story of the East Side [email protected][email protected] of my life in the ghetto,

On the beast side, [email protected][email protected]!
..opposites attract, [email protected][email protected] go home for the color of their flag!
Don't make money, wear for?

Unfit mother never heard of obedience.
Oh, so devious, [email protected][email protected] are too,
Right around the corner, déjà vu!

Sam old %#@!, sounding like rerhymes,
It's gotta stay sharp, if you flip, then you bleed on guns and?
Five, ones, [email protected][email protected] don't? they buy old guns!

..on the L.A. streets, don't sleep, don't sleep,
Look, catch me sitting in my truck,
Read e in this cup, no tags on this (*##$!

But I don't give a $#[email protected], I ride till the worlds fall of,
That's some real %#@!, never let 'em get in your mind,
Never reveal %#@!!

Let a [email protected][email protected] know your ?
He's the type of [email protected][email protected]? wishing on you to fall!
Fake [email protected][email protected] try to impersonate your character,

That's why I've got the mother $#[email protected] eyes on?
Watch 'em, my daddy told 'em ? everyday,
Why you have to pass away?

Thinking about my? to kick in,
Roll me up a fat $$# drunk and start drinking!
Damn, the reality start to sit in,

I'm married to the streets and I ain't never had a wedding.
I stopped selling dough because [email protected][email protected]?
Sex, money and weed, the life we start living,

Guns in the closet for [email protected][email protected] who start tripping,
Stay in the house when 'em chops come out spitting.
Stay on your job, keep your eyes opened on every corner,

The blink of your eye, use a?
Dealing with the pains of this hunger,
Shut 'em like?

Just live my life upon some cool %#@!,
So [email protected][email protected] just miss me, with all that bull%#@!!

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