James Fauntleroy - These Walls lyrics

[Produced by Terrace Martin & Larrance Dopson; Additional production by Sounwave] [Directed by Colin Tilley & The Little Homies] [Intro: Kendrick Lamar] I remember you was conflicted, misusing your influence Sometimes, I did the same [Woman Moaning] If these walls could talk If these walls could talk If these walls could talk If these walls could talk If these walls could talk If these walls could talk Sex [Bridge: Anna Wise & Kendrick Lamar] She just want to close her eyes and sway With you, with you, with you Exercise her right to work it out It's true, it's true, it's true Shout out to the birthday girls, say hey (Hey), say hey (Hey) (Ah, girl) Everyone deserves a night to play (Play) And she plays only when you tell her no [Hook: Anna Wise, Thundercat & Bilal] If these walls could talk (I can feel your reign when it cries, gold lives inside of you) If these walls could talk (I love it when I'm in it, I love it when I'm in it) [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] If these walls could talk, they'd tell me to swim good No boat, I float better than he would No life jacket, I'm not the God of Nazareth But your flood can be misunderstood Walls telling me they full of pain, resentment Need someone to live in them just to relieve tension Me, I'm just a tenant Landlord said these walls vacant more than a minute These walls are vulnerable, exclamation Interior pink, color coordinated I interrogated every nook and cranny I mean, it's still amazing, before they couldn't stand me These walls want to cry tears These walls happier when I'm here These walls never could hold up Every time I come around, demolition might crush [Hook: Anna Wise, Thundercat & Bilal] If these walls could talk (I can feel your reign when it cries, gold lives inside of you) If these walls could talk (I love it when I'm in it, I love it when I'm in it) [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] If these walls could talk, they'd tell me to go deep Yelling at me continuously, I can see Your defense mechanism is my decision Knock these walls down, that's my religion Walls feeling like they ready to close in I suffocate, then catch my second wind I resonate in these walls I don't know how long I can wait in these walls I've been on the streets too long Looking at you from the outside in They sing the same old song About how they walls always the cleanest I beg to differ, I must've missed them I'm not involved, I'd rather diss them I'd rather call on you, put your wall up Cause when I come around, demolition gon' crush [Hook: Anna Wise, Thundercat & Bilal] If these walls could talk (I can feel your reign when it cries, gold lives inside of you) If these walls could talk (I love it when I'm in it, I love it when I'm in it) [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] If your walls could talk, they'd tell you it's too late Your destiny accepted your fate Burn accessories and stash them where they are Take the recipe, the Bible and God Wall telling you that commissary is low Race wars happening, no calling CO No calling your mother to save you Homies to say you're reputable, not acceptable Your behavior is Sammy Da Bull like A k**er that turned snitch Walls is telling me you a b**h You pray for appeals hoping the warden would afford them That sentence so important Walls telling you to listen to "Sing About Me" Retaliation is strong, you even dream 'bout me k**ed my homeboy and God spared your life Dumb criminal got indicted same night So when you play this song, rewind the first verse About me abusing my power so you can hurt About me and her in the shower whenever she horny About me and her in the after hours of the morning About her baby daddy currently serving life And how she think about you until we meet up at night About the only girl that cared about you when you asked her And how she f**ing on a famous rapper Walls could talk [Poem: Kendrick Lamar] I remember you was conflicted Misusing your influence Sometimes I did the same Abusing my power, full of resentment Resentment that turned into a deep depression Found myself screaming in a hotel room