Average Joe - Kendrick Lamar (肯德里克·拉马尔)

The hardest thing for me to do

Is to get you to know me

Within sixteen bars

That's the hardest thing

Who is K Dot

A young ni**a from Compton

On the curb writing raps next to a gun shot

On the corners where the gangsters

And the killers dwell

The fraudulent tender scars

That get unveiled

Everyone I knew was either crip or piru

Cousins in elementary

Relatives in high school

With that being said

Each one of their rivals

Was aiming something at my head

I needed survival

Got jumped got jacked

Shot at shot back

And I don't even push a line

I'm just tryna push these rhymes

In the midst of staying

Neutral and discrete

My momma said you're judged

By the company you keep

But what you can consider

That if it goes down

They'll kill you if you kill me

It gets deep ni**a

So if you ask what I'm doing

I'm tryna duck the influence of my city

That's brewing real talk and

This is why they f**k with me

(real talk ni**a believe it)

This is why they f**k with me

(do what I do y'know )

I'm no gangster no killer

I'm just your average Joe

(know that)

But one thing you should consider

I'm the realest you know

I was walking from Centennial

When an unidentified vehicle rolled up

And I was like hol' up

Where you from

"I don't bang"

Where you stay "Westside"

That's a Piru gang to be exact

Well aware they had blue

Across they hat

Dropped backpack

And ran inside of the cul-de-sac

Shots rang out hoping to God

I wasn't wet

Crossed to cross Rosecrans

And ran inside of the yet

Chirped the homies on the I-95

They said they already knew

What happened

And meet 'em outside the garage

Never seen that many guns in my life

I was paranoid like a fiend in the night

But needed revenge

Grabbed the nine-ball

Opened up the door then got in

Somebody said fall back

We gon' make these niggas suffer

You my brother like a frat

And that's just to remind you

Thought about that so long

I had failed my finals f**k but

This is why they f**k with me

(I told you ni**a)

This is why they f**k with me

(you fake ni**a)

I'm no gangster no killer

I'm just your average Joe (you fake)

But one thing you should consider

I'm the realest you know

I don't do black music

I don't do white music

I do everyday life music

Give 'em cuts like a ni**a

Pierced a knife through it

You say you through

But I've been through it now that's cold

And this is for my county building children

In Hub City on hubcaps

No power-steering

I use perseverance in this mad city

Where the niggas drink Remy

And hold semis for cutthroats

Bernie Mac died it's no joke

Don't ask why if you don't know

About these killers and thieves

Seven grams of w**d you smoke that

But I'm high off life

I could fall out the sky like twice

And land in the land of the AKs

And the minivans where the fan never on

Cause it's hotter than a lunatic's

Underarms in a straitjacket

In other words we get it cracking

But I keep it cool you know

This is why they f**k with me

This is why they f**k with me (real talk)

I'm no gangster no killer

I'm just your average Joe (come on)

But one thing you should consider

I'm the realest you know

So there you have it

But I'mma leave you with this

An O G once told me

A real gangster is either dead or in jail

Or behind the scenes getting real money

I'm gone