Kendrick Lamar - Untitled 02 L 06.23.2014. lyrics

Pimp-pimp hooray Pimp-pimp hooray Hooray Pimp-pimp hooray Pimp-pimp I’m sick and tired of being tired Can’t pick a side, the Gemini Prophesize if we living, I Promise momma not to feel no lie Seen black turn ’em Burgundy Hundred of them, I know I’m greedy Stuck inside the belly of the beast Can you please pray for me? Get God on the phone Said it won’t be long I see jiggaboos, I see Styrofoams My hood going brazy Where did we go wrong? I see jiggaboos, I see Styrofoams Get Top on the phone Tell the squad come home We gon’ ball again ‘fore he call us home World is going brazy Where did we go wrong? It’s a tidal wave, it’s a thunderdome Get God on the phone I just got a raise (I just got a raise) Spent it all on me (I spent it all on me) Diamonds all appraised (diamonds all appraised) And I’m bossing up (and I’m bossing up) b**h get out the way (b**h get out the way) I’m the only way, we can fornicate Ah, pimping and posing, look what I drove in, ah Having these hoes and I know that I’m chosen, ah I live by the code and me and my bros and Ah, my dollars ain’t foldin’, you was never the homie Seen black turn ’em Burgundy Hundred of them, I know I’m greedy Stuck inside the belly of the beast Can you please pray for me? Get God on the phone Said it won’t be long I see jiggaboos, I see Styrofoams My hood going brazy Where did we go wrong? I see jiggaboos, I see Styrofoams Get Top on the phone (What’s up, my n***a?) Cornrow Kenny, he was born with a vision All morning with the mixed dashboards triple digits Parallel park like an alien, can’t visit Slideshow for the night show, ten b**hes Find hoes with a blindfold, King Kendrick (Hello Billy) So many plays on me I finesse Palisade views with some s** I lost a lot of love for missionary This the first time I confess Me and Top is like a Kobe and Phil A father figure f** with him, you get k**ed f** with me and he will k** you himself TDE the mafia of the west Move in silence, yeah, we juggin’ like that Act of violence, yeah, we juggin’ like that I did a lot of dumb sh** in my past Lord forgive me, hoping I don’t relapse Dave just bought a new nine eleven Almost thought I’d seen another plane crash Q just bought a brand new McLaren Rock-a-lack about to buy the projects Moosa got his son dripping in gold Ali ’bout to let his hair down on hoes Me, I’m about to let my hair down on hoes Top billing that’s a million a show Might blow the whole no whammy on Soul Might tell Obama be more like Punch Sounwave caught a Grammy last year Mack wop, bet he do what he want f** you n***as, level two I’m not done 2Teez told me that I am the one I can put a rapper on life support Guarantee that’s something none of you want Ten homies down and they all serving life Water’s like twenty-five hundred a month What if I empty my bank out and stunt? What if I certified all of these ones? b**h I get buck, I’m as real as they come sh** is amazing, I’m feeding my cravings You know that you want me come here now lil’ baby I’m f**in, I’m crazy Serving it like I belong in the basement Or live at the Days Inn Yan Yan my relative, black cherry soda Pistol and poverty, come get to know us (Get Top on the phone) Who doing the drums? Man put that n***a on the drums man Yep all day, Mortal Man and Kunta Alright, from the top!