Song | Black Friday (A Tale Of 2 Citiez Remix) |
Artist | Kendrick Lamar |
Album | Black Friday |
[00:02.32] | Dick hard like Rottweiler |
[00:04.12] | Can you handle it? Can you handle it? Woo woo, woo woo |
[00:10.29] | The whole industry been in shambles |
[00:11.94] | Everybody fugazi, I’m just changing the channel |
[00:14.24] | Kendrick Lamar, the people’s champion, I'm animal for analysts |
[00:17.63] | Career damaging verses, meditating with candles lit |
[00:20.63] | I like my raps extra prolific |
[00:21.97] | Since freestyling on lunch tables and park benches |
[00:24.92] | And I won’t mention my ten thousand hours in training |
[00:27.63] | While juggling gang-banging, my balancing was tremendous |
[00:30.31] | And now we look at the competition as quick submission |
[00:32.86] | They tappin’ out before we even get a chance to miss ‘em |
[00:35.32] | What this about, is it money or skill? |
[00:37.41] | Maybe it’s both and I got large amounts of it, it’s real |
[00:39.99] | You see my oath is very unbreakable, my style is never mistakable |
[00:43.22] | I can see y’all incapable |
[00:45.24] | To be the God emcees, you know me well |
[00:47.83] | Ridiculous, venomous, hate in my heart, the sinister |
[00:50.97] | Run for cover, my lineage prove itself |
[00:53.13] | I’m rollin’ deep in that paper like two Adeles |
[00:55.43] | Before scholars, I flowed tighter than virgin lips |
[00:57.87] | We had to shake the game up and you're flying through turbulence |
[01:00.23] | Everything is high stakes nowadays, that’s how it played nowadays |
[01:03.27] | It’s like an 8-ball to the face nowadays |
[01:05.16] | I'm laced nowadays, my gun is off the waist nowadays |
[01:07.72] | It’s seven figures and retainer for the case nowadays, I'm talking |
[01:10.82] | Hiiigher power, every other hour since Eddie Bauer |
[01:13.27] | Since stash boxes and lead showers, breaking the padlock |
[01:15.61] | And the dead coward dying a thousand deaths, entire lion |
[01:18.27] | Surround itself with bears, watch it nigga, you share a profit, ah! |
[01:20.97] | This is what they want, I’m the one |
[01:23.32] | This is vintage from nineteen-eighty-somethin' |
[01:26.02] | I’m the son of the pioneer that got you near the sun |
[01:27.92] | Play with him, bitch you better off voting for Donald Trump |
[01:30.37] | I’m yelling Mr. Kanye West for president |
[01:33.36] | He probably let me get some head inside the residence |
[01:35.62] | I’m in the White House going all out |
[01:38.26] | Bumping College Dropout, God-bless Americans |
[01:40.70] | Nothing more influential than rap music |
[01:43.22] | I merge jazz fusion with the trap music |
[01:45.76] | I mix black soul with some rock and roll |
[01:48.41] | They never box me in, I’m David Blaine-ing all you hoes |
[01:50.81] | Oh yea, let’s go there, my DNA is DMT, I’m so rare |
[01:53.91] | My Juvenile was wilder than the Nolia |
[01:55.82] | A locomotive couldn’t track me down in my career |
[01:57.93] | Runnin’ this shit with four pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish |
[02:01.07] | A bitch right in front ya, chico, what have you done here? |
[02:03.42] | D-Bo, all of it one year, Mississippi to California |
[02:05.87] | It gets annoying, niggas wanna deploy him |
[02:08.52] | And bitches wanna adore him, but industry shit ain’t for him |
[02:10.90] | Probably thinking it’s for him, only one me |
[02:13.00] | Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, never leasing my foreign |
[02:15.74] | Mr. Valevictorian studied the game before them |
[02:18.40] | Listen to you with boredom, baby rappers, abort them |
[02:20.91] | To the grave I deport them, corporations extort them |
[02:23.46] | I’m snapping off my endorphins, I alien mighty morphin’ |
[02:26.05] | My radiance rather gorgeous, hundred bill to the doorman |
[02:28.41] | Hundred mil in my fortune, they call me back in the morning |
[02:30.76] | You're racing against the tortoise, pace myself it’s important |
[02:33.56] | Lace myself with the wisdom my playerism enormous |
[02:35.91] | So pay the man for performance, saucy all of my garments |
[02:38.51] | Jimi Kendrix performing, this ****ing studio haunted (Ah!) |
[02:42.86] | I tell a bitch don’t sweat me (Don't sweat me) |
[02:44.51] | I kill this whole ****in’ beat if Cole let me (Please Cole) |
[02:46.71] | Ib should’ve never sent the instrumental |
[02:48.81] | Every time I start writing I get sentimental |
[02:51.29] | This shit is just not fair |
[02:54.19] | But why the **** should I care? |
[02:56.60] | The story of your life here |
[02:58.95] | Two young stars was born and y’all gon’ die here |
[03:01.41] | Oh Lord, gotta be the yams |
[03:03.66] | Billboard list need 2Pac, damn |
[03:05.95] | But number 9 makes sure he lives on, yeah |
[03:08.64] | Hoochie, coochie, pussies in a trance |
[03:11.19] | Every day a celebration, but even the valley peaking me |
[03:15.01] | Is not validation, nigga this TDE |
[03:17.00] | And my doggies be salivating, salaries, better ratings |
[03:19.91] | And casualties all around me, don’t make me do demonstrations |
[03:22.16] | Whoa Murder my allegations and burning my finger traces |
[03:27.00] | Adjourning my power patience and earning royalty payments |
[03:29.80] | I’m sorry y’all not relating, this party is reservated |
[03:31.35] | I kill this whole mutha****ing beat if J. Cole say it |
[03:34.65] | My nigga Ib chopped the instrumental, I gotta slay it |
[03:37.25] | I gotta lay it, gotta show you ****ers I’m not to play with |
[03:39.68] | The ruckus had been my favorite, King Kunta the ****in’ greatest |
[03:42.18] | Whoa Burnin’ my leather- (Nah I’m just ****in’ wit cha) |
[00:02.32] | Dick hard like Rottweiler |
[00:04.12] | Can you handle it? Can you handle it? Woo woo, woo woo |
[00:10.29] | The whole industry been in shambles |
[00:11.94] | Everybody fugazi, I' m just changing the channel |
[00:14.24] | Kendrick Lamar, the people' s champion, I' m animal for analysts |
[00:17.63] | Career damaging verses, meditating with candles lit |
[00:20.63] | I like my raps extra prolific |
[00:21.97] | Since freestyling on lunch tables and park benches |
[00:24.92] | And I won' t mention my ten thousand hours in training |
[00:27.63] | While juggling gangbanging, my balancing was tremendous |
[00:30.31] | And now we look at the competition as quick submission |
[00:32.86] | They tappin' out before we even get a chance to miss ' em |
[00:35.32] | What this about, is it money or skill? |
[00:37.41] | Maybe it' s both and I got large amounts of it, it' s real |
[00:39.99] | You see my oath is very unbreakable, my style is never mistakable |
[00:43.22] | I can see y' all incapable |
[00:45.24] | To be the God emcees, you know me well |
[00:47.83] | Ridiculous, venomous, hate in my heart, the sinister |
[00:50.97] | Run for cover, my lineage prove itself |
[00:53.13] | I' m rollin' deep in that paper like two Adeles |
[00:55.43] | Before scholars, I flowed tighter than virgin lips |
[00:57.87] | We had to shake the game up and you' re flying through turbulence |
[01:00.23] | Everything is high stakes nowadays, that' s how it played nowadays |
[01:03.27] | It' s like an 8ball to the face nowadays |
[01:05.16] | I' m laced nowadays, my gun is off the waist nowadays |
[01:07.72] | It' s seven figures and retainer for the case nowadays, I' m talking |
[01:10.82] | Hiiigher power, every other hour since Eddie Bauer |
[01:13.27] | Since stash boxes and lead showers, breaking the padlock |
[01:15.61] | And the dead coward dying a thousand deaths, entire lion |
[01:18.27] | Surround itself with bears, watch it nigga, you share a profit, ah! |
[01:20.97] | This is what they want, I' m the one |
[01:23.32] | This is vintage from nineteeneightysomethin' |
[01:26.02] | I' m the son of the pioneer that got you near the sun |
[01:27.92] | Play with him, bitch you better off voting for Donald Trump |
[01:30.37] | I' m yelling Mr. Kanye West for president |
[01:33.36] | He probably let me get some head inside the residence |
[01:35.62] | I' m in the White House going all out |
[01:38.26] | Bumping College Dropout, Godbless Americans |
[01:40.70] | Nothing more influential than rap music |
[01:43.22] | I merge jazz fusion with the trap music |
[01:45.76] | I mix black soul with some rock and roll |
[01:48.41] | They never box me in, I' m David Blaineing all you hoes |
[01:50.81] | Oh yea, let' s go there, my DNA is DMT, I' m so rare |
[01:53.91] | My Juvenile was wilder than the Nolia |
[01:55.82] | A locomotive couldn' t track me down in my career |
[01:57.93] | Runnin' this shit with four pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish |
[02:01.07] | A bitch right in front ya, chico, what have you done here? |
[02:03.42] | DBo, all of it one year, Mississippi to California |
[02:05.87] | It gets annoying, niggas wanna deploy him |
[02:08.52] | And bitches wanna adore him, but industry shit ain' t for him |
[02:10.90] | Probably thinking it' s for him, only one me |
[02:13.00] | Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, never leasing my foreign |
[02:15.74] | Mr. Valevictorian studied the game before them |
[02:18.40] | Listen to you with boredom, baby rappers, abort them |
[02:20.91] | To the grave I deport them, corporations extort them |
[02:23.46] | I' m snapping off my endorphins, I alien mighty morphin' |
[02:26.05] | My radiance rather gorgeous, hundred bill to the doorman |
[02:28.41] | Hundred mil in my fortune, they call me back in the morning |
[02:30.76] | You' re racing against the tortoise, pace myself it' s important |
[02:33.56] | Lace myself with the wisdom my playerism enormous |
[02:35.91] | So pay the man for performance, saucy all of my garments |
[02:38.51] | Jimi Kendrix performing, this ing studio haunted Ah! |
[02:42.86] | I tell a bitch don' t sweat me Don' t sweat me |
[02:44.51] | I kill this whole in' beat if Cole let me Please Cole |
[02:46.71] | Ib should' ve never sent the instrumental |
[02:48.81] | Every time I start writing I get sentimental |
[02:51.29] | This shit is just not fair |
[02:54.19] | But why the should I care? |
[02:56.60] | The story of your life here |
[02:58.95] | Two young stars was born and y' all gon' die here |
[03:01.41] | Oh Lord, gotta be the yams |
[03:03.66] | Billboard list need 2Pac, damn |
[03:05.95] | But number 9 makes sure he lives on, yeah |
[03:08.64] | Hoochie, coochie, pussies in a trance |
[03:11.19] | Every day a celebration, but even the valley peaking me |
[03:15.01] | Is not validation, nigga this TDE |
[03:17.00] | And my doggies be salivating, salaries, better ratings |
[03:19.91] | And casualties all around me, don' t make me do demonstrations |
[03:22.16] | Whoa Murder my allegations and burning my finger traces |
[03:27.00] | Adjourning my power patience and earning royalty payments |
[03:29.80] | I' m sorry y' all not relating, this party is reservated |
[03:31.35] | I kill this whole mutha ing beat if J. Cole say it |
[03:34.65] | My nigga Ib chopped the instrumental, I gotta slay it |
[03:37.25] | I gotta lay it, gotta show you ers I' m not to play with |
[03:39.68] | The ruckus had been my favorite, King Kunta the in' greatest |
[03:42.18] | Whoa Burnin' my leather Nah I' m just in' wit cha |