Skill Still Appeal - Kendrick Lamar (肯德里克·拉马尔)

Ughh

Yeah

Kendrick Lamar

Ha ha haha HA

This feels like

Right in front of the freeway

And when I'm done

This should be in front of a DJ

I watch whack rappers put their soul on Ebay

Then expect excellence knowing their effortless

I don't have a preference

I dislike all

Say you run the globe

Well more like a disco ball

I spread love as well

Little ni**a big dreams

Can bear-hug a whale into a lobster's tail

Ugh

Ughh

Yeah

Kendrick Lamar

Ha ha haha HA

This feels like

Right in front of the freeway

And when I'm done

This should be in front of a DJ

I watch whack rappers put their soul on Ebay

Then expect excellence knowing their effortless

I don't have a preference

I dislike all

Say you run the globe

Well more like a disco ball

I spread love as well

Little ni**a big dreams

Can bear-hug a whale into a lobster's tail

Ugh

Evacuate premises

Rap's sinister suspicious

The pastor stand back

The bible is open

The words have been spoken

The moon and the stars align with the bars

The broads are snapping their bras in broad day

Cops meeting their quota running for arcades

The three initial's on the pistols printed all K's

The end is almost near inferior of nothing

Superior is an option

And my synopsis is that I'm Frank Sinatra

On the roster top running

Running races with my own shadow

Look in the mirror then I start to battle

Now a pyru is a crip nor a pyru's

Just a value that is sure to be heard

Like a f**kin sheep's cattle

Niggas got some nerve

Talkin bout they move birds

Only thing I move

Now is a noun and a verb

I am now on the verge of

Telling the real story

Of a Compton native

In the city "that kill for me"

Cus you fabricated the realness

The county building

And the county children on food stamps

Glorifying street cred

Talkin' about "whoop whamp"

But that's never the case

Just a good lawyer

Who can sever the case

Recording live from the city

Where the skinny niggas die

And the semi bullets fly

Drinking Remy out bottle

Till the pain run dry

Like a desert

Once the Desert Eagle ride by

What you reppin

What you reppin my ni**a

You got a weapon

Well I got a profession my ni**a

It's called hip-hop since Pac was on gridlock

Me against the world every hour

Every second my ni**a

You want something get something

I could start a career AND I can end one

I'm H1N1

UGH

Straight-A student who flow stupid

Real raps get permanent income UGH

Beats and bars

Kendrick Lamar

Maestro whattup

Ha ha haha