Kendrick Lamar - Blame God lyrics

[Intro: Kendrick Lamar] Been ready Jay, I been ready HOV, I been ready They say patience [Verse 1: Kendrick] Everybody wanna know why my game plan so strong Cuz' I ain't gotta think with a light bulb on n***a I eat, sleep, and sh** rap; I never relax, been a busybody since I was born "Is he really f**ing with Sean?" I reply, "His pick, I would take a tool on." Dolce brown n***a, I'm right now, you ain't gotta wait later Where the CD at? Put it in the disc player Tell ho ride to it, I do it like none other Came back definition of a "young motherf**er" with a problem "Future of the West Coast" I am And that's real tough Southern California, Angels, AKA LA's Chucks Make comparisons when I seen him duck Man you think "What was to Pac and Big, before?" And that was before I picked up a pen, and when I did, my thumb and my index sore And then I started writing with it Found that it flows better, like a Venice Beach sea shore He don't wear the same clothes as ya'll He is cut from a different cloth Ya boy is cool, but I'm a different frost Like igloo, every time I come off Every time I take off Pandemonium when I take off They hanging on the wing of that G4 30,000 feet and still won't fall Why you do that for? Why you had to sell out that store You made my record sales come up short My reply is that it ain't my fault Blame God [Hook 1: Kendrick] I can't wait when its my time (I'm coming) No I take that back, cuz' I got time (I'm coming) I know that patience is virtue But that being said, you can't time beef, or I'll hurt you No lie (No lie) I can't wait when its my time (My time) No I take that back, cuz' I got time (Got Time) I know that patience is virtue But that being said, you can't time beef, or I'll hurt you No lie (No lie) [Verse 2: Kendrick] When the lights get dark And every body quiet, know its my part I might start a riot The main event Bulletproof under that black tent, you can't shoot through sh** I never played the bench Star Point Guard Never pa** up money, I'm a ball hog Touch anything I get my hands on, into pushin' like Ray Charles I never had no flaws "Ooos" and "Ahhs" after every bar Take your b**h, then give her back For no reason for, just because, ya'll actin hard I'm bein myself And I got some plastic under my belt, so rest a**ured You don't want your moms thinkin' bout pullin' that hospital cord Went from a Honda Accord, to a Bentley Azure Back seat got a flock of broads And I ain't gotta say to kiss it, just like "Sure" Momma gon' clean or fix it Use Terrific, Easter Brum???????? All it need is a little season on Who said a veteran can't be so young? I sound better than half ya'll on Damn K. Dot, let me see your arm I ain't gotta do a show, my j**els perform I ain't gotta do a show, my j**els perform Princess cut looks stupid dumb Eyes close shut, all I see is dollar signs And I won't get enough till I'm layed in the grave or hand cuffed up bout one time No Lie Blame God [Hook]