Ft: Kendrick Lamar [Produced by Flying Lotus] [Verse: Kendrick Lamar] Thuggin' on other planets, pluckin' my black antennas Listenin' for freelancers that bitted my style in famish I don't allow the cameras, I don't allow the managers I just break down the answers and hope humanity handles it This is no radio fluke, this is me takin' your food This is you bullied to school, give up your jacket and shoes This how I practice the rules, this is what happen with dudes Like Flying Lotus notice the genius they wrote it is rude You should promote it, I diagnosis it when virus is through Microphone's hopin' the plug is runnin' inside of Pro Tools How can I dodge you buffoons? I could collide a kaleidoscope with the stars and the moon The moment I morph in my mood These are the gorgeous'd of tunes Police reported then tried to sort it with criminal views This is intentional fuel For the fireball dragon, fire shots where you wrastlin' AK over the dash and now vacate with the jura**ics The jungle, the wicked ma**es, the sabertooth eighty proof On my breath, this the look of d**h, this ain't auntie's Mercedes Coupe, yes [Outro] Buffalo soldiers at war, you shot fast, but that ain't the final score Buffalo soldiers at war, you shot fast, but that ain't the final score