| Song | Kush & Corinthians |
| Artist | Kendrick Lamar |
| Album | Section.80 |
| [Hook]Ride to it, ride to it | |
| Cause you never know | |
| When a bullet might hit | |
| Then you die to it, die to it | |
| Die to it, die to it | |
| Live your life, live it right | |
| Be different, do different things | |
| Don't do it like he did | |
| Cause he ain't what you is | |
| But we can win, wait, let's be straight to the point | |
| To the meaning of life | |
| What's my purpose? | |
| Maybe this | |
| Earth is ain't a good place to be | |
| How far is heaven? | |
| Let's seeIs it in the clouds like they said it would be? | |
| I wonder when | |
| I dieWill it give me receipts? | |
| I wonder will the eyes of the lord look at me? | |
| Look at me, look at me, | |
| I'm a loser, | |
| I'm a winner | |
| I'm good, | |
| I'm bad, I'm a | |
| Christian, | |
| I'm a sinner | |
| I'm humble, | |
| I'm loud, | |
| I'm righteous, | |
| I'm a killer | |
| What I'm doing, | |
| I'm saying that | |
| I'm humanNow people just:[Hook] | |
| It go 1, 2, 3, two | |
| In the front, one in the back seat | |
| Seat, seat, seat | |
| Looking for a victim of an | |
| AK-47100 round each, each, each | |
| Why must we retaliate? | |
| Is it human nature? | |
| I don't know | |
| I look for the answers later | |
| Make a right, there they go! | |
| Sometimes gotta:[Hook] | |
| As I open this book and then burn up some of this reefer | |
| My plan is to figure out the world and escape all my demons | |
| I'm dying inside, | |
| I wonder if | |
| Zion inside the heavens | |
| A condom, a rollie, pain, a fat blunt and a mack 11 | |
| That's all | |
| I see in my life and they tell me to make it right | |
| But I'm right on the edge of | |
| Everest and | |
| I might jump tonight | |
| Have you ever had known a saint that was taking sinner's advice? | |
| Well it's probably you, am | |
| I right? If | |
| I'm wrong, you a ****ing lie | |
| When I lie on back and look at the ceiling , it's so appealing to pray | |
| I wonder if | |
| I'm just a villan, dealing my morals away | |
| Some people look at my face then tell me don't worry about it | |
| I give em back they deposit, no money, just total silence | |
| I'm running, they say | |
| I'm wylin' a youngun with lack of guidance | |
| That's hundreds of us with problems: more money, more drugs and violence | |
| Look at the soul of an out-of-control artist | |
| That's dealing with life the hardest. | |
| That's on my life, but regardless | |
| I'ma:[Hook] |
| Hook Ride to it, ride to it | |
| Cause you never know | |
| When a bullet might hit | |
| Then you die to it, die to it | |
| Die to it, die to it | |
| Live your life, live it right | |
| Be different, do different things | |
| Don' t do it like he did | |
| Cause he ain' t what you is | |
| But we can win, wait, let' s be straight to the point | |
| To the meaning of life | |
| What' s my purpose? | |
| Maybe this | |
| Earth is ain' t a good place to be | |
| How far is heaven? | |
| Let' s seeIs it in the clouds like they said it would be? | |
| I wonder when | |
| I dieWill it give me receipts? | |
| I wonder will the eyes of the lord look at me? | |
| Look at me, look at me, | |
| I' m a loser, | |
| I' m a winner | |
| I' m good, | |
| I' m bad, I' m a | |
| Christian, | |
| I' m a sinner | |
| I' m humble, | |
| I' m loud, | |
| I' m righteous, | |
| I' m a killer | |
| What I' m doing, | |
| I' m saying that | |
| I' m humanNow people just: Hook | |
| It go 1, 2, 3, two | |
| In the front, one in the back seat | |
| Seat, seat, seat | |
| Looking for a victim of an | |
| AK47100 round each, each, each | |
| Why must we retaliate? | |
| Is it human nature? | |
| I don' t know | |
| I look for the answers later | |
| Make a right, there they go! | |
| Sometimes gotta: Hook | |
| As I open this book and then burn up some of this reefer | |
| My plan is to figure out the world and escape all my demons | |
| I' m dying inside, | |
| I wonder if | |
| Zion inside the heavens | |
| A condom, a rollie, pain, a fat blunt and a mack 11 | |
| That' s all | |
| I see in my life and they tell me to make it right | |
| But I' m right on the edge of | |
| Everest and | |
| I might jump tonight | |
| Have you ever had known a saint that was taking sinner' s advice? | |
| Well it' s probably you, am | |
| I right? If | |
| I' m wrong, you a ing lie | |
| When I lie on back and look at the ceiling , it' s so appealing to pray | |
| I wonder if | |
| I' m just a villan, dealing my morals away | |
| Some people look at my face then tell me don' t worry about it | |
| I give em back they deposit, no money, just total silence | |
| I' m running, they say | |
| I' m wylin' a youngun with lack of guidance | |
| That' s hundreds of us with problems: more money, more drugs and violence | |
| Look at the soul of an outofcontrol artist | |
| That' s dealing with life the hardest. | |
| That' s on my life, but regardless | |
| I' ma: Hook |