See yall dont understand me My plan B is to win yall hearts before I win a Grammy Kendrick Lamar, words like a sword in the hands of a Spartan Marching on Rosecrans in Compton You cant cause conflict or corrupt my spirit Im on point like period Ive been there and gone before you get near it Ooh wee, that boy remind me of a young Martin Luther The way he piece up troopers, then round up shooters Like Malcolm X did, I stand for what I believe in Family, God and honor From Chicago, my daddy and my momma Came to Compton to accomplish one thing Raise a king, reign supreme, named Kendrick I aint lying, it stand for king and I am one My unborn son and grandson will live royal From the coochie to the soil The meek shall inherit the Earth Well Ive had this world since birth Feel the good kids hunger The Crips made strong, the Pirus made stronger Muscle in my heart Stare at the eyes of Mozart, then tell him Im the genius Do my dougie and grab my penis Cause I means this with all my soul And you cant control greatness less you hating with the heart of Satan But even that cant stop it Nigga, get out my wallet and put passion in your logic Passion in your life, the passion of my Christ is in me And if you say it aint, you may offend me Damn that boy good Bright as Thomas Edison, but Gucci man hood He stood alone for so long Prolonged his whole career, but now hes here You can shoot shots or cheer cause I... am
Posted on: Mon, 25 Nov 2013 18:22:14 +0000