Bangladesh - 6'7 lyrics

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] Said I'm a f**in' monster A ma**ive attack I haunt ya Mastered the rap then f**ed up the monitors Mastered that after that I went for thermometors Popped 'em all, then popped in the jaw of Tracy Veronica Holla back they promised us No pajamas insomnia Will attack, I attack like piranha does Hit your block like a comet (BLAHH!) And you all know what time it is 2012, mark your calendars calisthenics and silencers exercisin' that trigger strap Rock with us Metallica, competition no talented I'm in a jungle what's wild enough Just might stumble upon a pack of lions No lyin' my soldiers dyin' this is Iraq Alliances lining with stars and bars of a prison rep My science applyin' pressure her stretcher is needed pay the proceeds Or your livin' debt y'all soft as a giga-pet You n***as can't see me unless you watchin' the TV or ultra huggin' my silhouette My flow got the ceiling wet I spit 'til I feel my breath Who sinkin' my f**in' chest She f**in' the f**in' best Mean my dick is the dick of d**h Means I'm k**in that p**y Like Spike whenever that Jerry slept [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] Yeah Dre Me and Andre the Giant, 6'7 and climbin' Whether you storm to your climate Whether your beat makin' or rhyming Bumpin some Phyllis Hyman Hand full of diamonds like Jay fans On a island with Ray Bans Gla**es palmin' a**es that probably came wit a great tan (laughs) I be the motherf**in' mecca of these hub city spectrum Where they at I will dissect them like a f**ing frog rectum Why you wreckin' with irreputable my worst flow incredible They probably call the federal after I slaughter several Etcetera etcetera Bentley pa**in up Celicas They tellin' us about sh**, HiiiPoWeR in your mouth, b**h And Top Dawg can vouch b**h n***a what you 'bout, about face with army outfits The generals here That mean the hustlers and the criminals here Penitence reachin' pinnacles of life and despair and me I solemnly swear to handle mine like a Taliban and die for it Only difference is I ain't never askin' Allah for it Only difference is I be spazzin' and still a proud poet Put me in a category I don't know what's a sadder story Guts and glory Your pain bore me you ain't really lived it I take you to a block where they Crippin Or Piru that 5'2 gun bigger than the torso of Pippen b**h I been doin' before you n***as ruined it Show me somethin' different You either kissin' dick or givin' me distance You live in a district of dimebags and dummies I know your statistics Who your boss, he more like my a**istant Get lost have a egg and a biscuit Break fast when we aimin' them biscuits Pay cash when your chain come up missin' Q...Q [Verse 3: ScHoolBoy Q] Double up, sh**, what the f**? Get me some my promo poppin' Setbacks droppin' Soon they watchin' I just lock and load explode Target flowed I'm somewhere blowed Marriotts and Swisher Sweets LA n***a prolly east Cheerin' for the ragin' beats X O henny scrape the keif Bangin C I'm bangin' B Put them n***as next to me Stop and focus get the lead I'm here now let the hardest speak Ya all them dudes got ovaries, period Run on sentence still I'm ventin' Air conditionin' coolest breeze Ill diseases Grip my penis, shoot my semen Still I'm comin', miles a runnin' I was learnin' getting knowledge Head is throbbin', she's a goblin We be mobbin' over b**hes Stick and miss and she the business Get a witness p**y frenchin Yes, a mission Poppin' off like a mission Proposition, gettin' money Drop a n***a, rush a n***a Stomp a n***a, crush a n***a Dust a n***a, copperhead gon' thrust a n***a Heatin' up the winnnin n***a Somethin' to remember n***a Hella sick, I got a spit Curse with a verse like God told me to k** the sh** Load the clip Heckler & Koch The hoover king Bada bing by the ding a ling Natural hoover Fing ring with a vision clearin' it with Visine Asian from Beijing Money maker, cum she cream Feed the weak that's Wing Stop At the start with rain drops Autobot Space shuttle sh**tin on your car lots Boy style Could at least got a saturn, huh? HiiiPoWer see our patent, huh? Workin' on tracks like we never been free 22 squezze n***as shootin' off C's Please thought a n***a shot 16's Rhyme 16's Bada bing, bing, bing, bing.... bing [Outro: Kendrick Lamar] If you want to be from HiiiPoWeR Please come to friend zone But don't wowwy You will not s** on my dick tonight