Savior - Interlude (Explicit) - Kendrick Lamar (肯德里克·拉马尔)

Lyrics by：Oklama/Hykeem Carter/J. Pounds/M. Spears

Composed by：Oklama/Hykeem Carter/J. Pounds/M. Spears

If you derive your sense of identity from being a victim

Let's say bad things were done to you when you were a child

And you develop a sense of self

That is based on the bad things that happened to you

You ever seen your mama strung out while you studied division

Your uncle ever stole from you day after Christmas

Seen both of those in the county jail visits

The first and the fifteenth the only religion

Noodles in the microwave shark tank tidal wave

Grandma shootin' n***as blood on the highway

Crosses on the dashboard you just want a platform

I wanna take everything that I ask for

Catch me a body I'll put that on anybody but my mama

She showin' a pattern for certain

I think it's white panties and minimal condoms

My uncle would tell me the s**t in the movies could only be magic

This year I did forty-three shows and took it all home to buy him a casket

Jack of all trades got money out the way

Put my heart in the faith I'm good love

Cousin in the courts heard he jumped off the porch

Turn a brick to a Porsche I'm good love

Catch us you know I'm gon' rack up

I need the advance and the equity to match up

The engineer dead if the drive don't back up

These words come of God you could never outrap us

Nowadays gotta walk cautious ayy

Nowadays I'm a new prophet ayy

Game dead no autopsy ayy

City girl with they new hobby ayy

Catch a body put the Pradain the ta-da

N***a 'boutta get some p***y give me five

Gun dirty got the thirty in the purse purse

Tight b***h put a perky in her salad

I gotta prayfor the basic

I never seen my n***as bust down faces

Them n***as not tasteless

I only had one chance I ain't even waste it

Been down on my luck

Been down on my luck when I fa-a-all

I gotta get up

I gotta get back up and ba-a--a-all

RIP under my people I'm proud of my people I'm proud of my dawgs

My ex got a beamer she want me to see it

I still ain't gon' see it like okay

I love when they ratchet I don't do her Patek

I still do the watches the old way

She think I'm conceited I'm thinkin' 'bout cheatin'

I don't do the flowers or roleplay

Now how can I fold lookin' at twenty million

This money don't come with a probate

Mama I said it'd be okay

I got this s**t brackin' in four days

Four eyes four eyes two eyes

Switch sides n***a be fresh out

Suicide doors I suicide suicide

Lambo body who gon' stop me

Baby Keem is too wild

Function at the temple

Jesus pieces in the luau

Mr. Morale