• Title:We Cry Together (Explicit)
  • Artist:Kendrick Lamar;Taylour Paige
  • Album:Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers (Explicit)
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    We Cry Together (Explicit) - Kendrick Lamar (肯德里克·拉马尔)/Taylour Paige
    Lyrics by:Daniel Alan Maman/Daniel Tannenbaum/ F. Welch/G. Peacock/J. LBS/Kendrick Lamar
    Composed by:Daniel Alan Maman/Daniel Tannenbaum/ F. Welch/G. Peacock/J. LBS/Kendrick Lamar
    Produced by:Bekon/J.LBS/The Alchemist
    Florence Welch/Whitney Alford:
    Oh oh oh
    Hold on to each other

    This is what the world sounds like
    Taylour Paige/Kendrick Lamar:
    Nah f**k you n***a
    F**k you b***h
    Oh wow okay
    You got me f**ked up
    F**k you f**k you
    Kendrick Lamar/Taylour Paige:
    I swear I'm tired of these emotional-a*s ungrateful-a*s b***hes
    Shut the f**k up
    Unstable-a*s confrontational-a*s dumb b***hes
    You wanna bring a n***a down even when I'm tryna do right
    We could go our separate ways right now
    You could move on with your life
    I swear to God
    F**k you n***a you love a pity party I won't show up
    Always act like your s**t don't stink motherf**ker grow up
    Man f**k you
    Forever late for s**t won't buy s**t sit around and deny s**t
    Man
    F**k around on a side b***h then come f**kin' up my s**t
    What
    F**kin' up yo' s**t
    You must be bleedin' and some more s**t
    B***h I don't know s**t f**k yo' feelings you on some ho s**t
    See I don't know why you like playin' mind games with me
    Mind games man
    B***h I ain't slow nor ditsy I know when you bein' distant
    I know when you fake busy get out yo' feelings
    And miss me with that reverse psychology
    Man b***h you trippin' who got you that Rollie chain
    And who put that car in my name
    What you think
    I'ma kiss yo' a*s
    Nah n***a you f**kin' lame
    You know what
    F**k you n***a
    Nah f**k you b***h
    F**k you
    Nah f**k you
    Wastin' my time and energy tryna be good to you
    Lost friends family gained more enemies 'cause of you
    B***hes starin' at me in Zara h*es scratchin' my cars up
    Shoulda followed my mind in '09 and just moved to Georgia
    Oh what that's my fault now
    B***h you power trippin' or guilt trippin'
    Okay
    I held your a*s down
    You just kept me down that's a big difference
    Stressin' myself tryna figure why I'm not good enough
    Goin' to church prayin' for you searchin' for good in us
    Lil' d**k-a*s n***a that's tryna go big
    But you was suckin' this d**k though
    Well s**t I shoulda sucked his
    What you say
    I shoulda found a bigger d**k b***h get the f**k out my face
    Oh what you mad
    Shut up b***h you got me f**ked up today on God
    Ah-ha you mad lil' feelings is shot
    Go text that raggedy b***h and tell her you all that she got
    Man what b***h
    Let her know you packin' yo' s**t and gotta move by the first
    Man give me these f**kin' keys
    Give me my keys I'ma be late for work
    F**k yo' job today gon' be the day you walk to that b***h
    Give me my f**kin' keys
    Nah I like you parked in that b***h
    Give me my keys bro
    On God you ain't gettin' these keys
    Give me my f**king keys
    Ah now you mad at me I got you hollerin' for nothin'
    I do the same when we f**kin'
    Act like that p***y ain't loose
    I'd rather act like I'm cummin'
    I'd rather f**k off the juice
    I'd rather f**k on your cousin
    B***h you said you gon' f**k who
    You heard me n***a it's nothing
    Alright
    No f**k you b***h
    F**k you I'm sick of this n***a
    F**k you bi
    F**k you b***h stupid-a*s b***h
    I don't even know why I f**k with you
    I'll be d**ned if I stuck with you
    Changed my number I'm duckin' you b***h
    B***h whatever is comfortable
    S**t this the type of s**t couples do
    Shoulda thought about cuffin' you b***h
    N***a you dirty and you broke
    Ho you goofy and gullible f**k you talkin' 'bout
    Mm the insecurities you got won't mind-f**k me
    Womanizer got no affection from yo' mama I see
    Don't speak on my mama the f**k is yo' problem
    That b***h don't like me anyways
    B***h she gave you the Honda
    And used that s**t to throw it in my face
    Man hol' on bro
    Find it funny you just can't apologize
    This b***h dawg
    Egotistic narcissistic love your own lies
    Bro
    See you the reason why strong women f**ked up
    Why they say it's a man's world see you the reason for Trump
    I'm crying bro
    You the reason we overlooked underpaid under-booked under shame
    If you look I don't speak then I'm called on my name
    Hah
    I am flawed I am pained never yours I remained
    Come on bro
    You the reason b***hes start f**kin' with b***hes when they change
    You the reason b***hes start callin' y'all b***hes 'cause y'all useless
    You the reason Harvey Weinstein had to see his conclusion
    You the reason R. Kelly can't recognize that he's abusive
    Man shut the f**k up we all know you still playin' his music
    Said I'm tired of these emotional-a*s ungrateful-a*s b***hes
    Fake innocent fake feminist stop pretendin'
    Y'all sentiments ain't realer than what you defendin'
    Here he go shut the f**k up
    It's a split decision broads like you and real victims
    Look at you look at you
    Let's talk the truth
    Women in general just can't get along
    Explain n***a
    Hmm when Tash got a man you didn't pick up the phone
    Uh-uh when Nate got a job you said you stayin' home
    Explain
    Oh why R&B b***hes don't feature on each other songs then
    What the f**k is you talkin' 'bout
    Never mind b***h I'm walkin' out
    Whatever n***a I'm off you now
    Yo' evil a*s kept me well in doubt
    P***y n***a best watch your mouth
    P***y and mouth is all you got
    Lay this p***y back on the couch
    Doggie style then you get on top
    F**k me n***a
    I'ma f**k you b***h
    Nah f**k me n***a f**k me
    Nah f**k you f**k me
    You playin' man
    F**k me
    Nah you playin'
    Whitney Alford:
    Stop tap-dancing around the conversation