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Thanksgiving Lyrics - Pre-good Kid In A Mad City - Kendrick Lamar

[Kendrick Lamar] 

Reporting live, from Compton, California 

North Cackalack 

 

Now everybody just bow to the greatness, or die in the matrix 

You're hereby dating, my destiny's waiting 

My itinerary is very hectic 

I break records on every record, I'm truly reckless 

Kendrick Lamar, know how to maul with my wrist 

Shout to writers for holding it down bitch 

Me and my down bitch, get busy 

I'm busy taking over, the world 

with the weight of the world on my shoulder 

My drive is not to be chauffeured 

I'm live, come to the harvest, welcome the artist 

whose lyrics out of the orbit, more than the hardest rapper 

to hit the market and market myself as a shooting target 

with offers that got me up in these offices often 

Boo-yaa, boo-yaa, no one, I've done situated myself, I ain't lying 

Be sure to be friend cause my foes die five times 

The good kid from the mad city 

Holding a cereal box instead of a Glock 

In a 1992 Caddilac that I got from my pops 

Transmission slipping, but I ain't tripping, swallow my pride 

Pop in my tape and roll the window, down 

like Stacie homie when airing out endo 

I wish a nigga would 

 

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[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] 

A yes yes y'all, and you don't stop 

A yes yes y'all, and you don't stop 

A yes yes y'all, and you don't stop 

Kendrick, show these muh'fuckers how we rock 

A yes yes y'all, and you don't stop 

A yes yes y'all, and you don't stop 

A yes yes y'all, and you don't stop 

Big Pooh, show these muh'fuckers how we rock 

 

[Rapper Big Pooh] 

Yo, it's evident, I'm evidently your favorite 

All I ask, open your ears and please savor it 

The taste is un-acquired, quietly, been inspired 

I'm at a point in my life when I was getting tired 

Now I'm brushing off the dust 

We don't need no water, fire burned it to the dust 

Nigga grind hard, roaches turning into musk 

People hear his pain, I consider that a plus 

I'm a grown man, so a few I have trust to Do the Right Thing 

The Spike thing, consider me the in-between 

The new regime taking over 

Either we each other's opposition or you soldier 

Used to have the whole state of NC on my shoulder then I passed it 

off to the next, you unlucky bastard 

I'm getting drunk same time every year 

to celebrate the life, Rosie no longer here 

I swear 

 

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[Chorus] 

 

[Kendrick Lamar] 

Me and Big Pooh like the definition of a two-man city zoo 

Even zoos can beat up from punchlines 

When I kick it and pump mine, I've got to be a prophet 

I've gotta make a profit big enough to have a thirty pound wallet 

I'm a Hub City representer, so I've got to represent the 

city like a District Attorney being the case for killers 

Might walk around in gurney, this is my sickest winter 

since I had the flu and flew in the hospital with the shivers 

 

[Rapper Big Pooh] 

U-P-S, I (deliver) 

Little brown boy get the pick of the litter 

No glitter, all guts, no glory 

Station on repeat, they retread the same story 

New niggas bore me, tryna progress to that old shit 

Have a plate, that food for your soul tip 

Drill it in your head, youngun it's that real Hip- 

Hop along 'fore you get your little ass whipped 

 

[Chorus] 

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