• Title:Not Like Us (Explicit)
  • Artist:Kendrick Lamar
  • Album:Not Like Us (Explicit)
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    Not Like Us (Explicit) - Kendrick Lamar (肯德里克·拉马尔)
    Lyrics by:Kendrick Lamar
    Composed by:Kendrick Lamar
    Produced by:Mustard
    Psst I see dead people

    Mustard on the beat ho
    Ayy Mustard on the beat ho
    Deebo any rap nigga he a free throw
    Man down call an amberlamps tell him "Breathe bro"
    Nail a nigga to the cross he walk around like Teezo
    What's up with these jabroni-a*s niggas tryna see Compton
    The industry can hate me **** 'em all and they mama
    How many opps you really got
    I mean it's too many options
    I'm finna pass on this body I'm John Stockton
    Beat your a*s and hide the Bible if God watchin'
    Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas
    Certified boogeyman I'm the one that up the score with 'em
    Walk him down whole time I know he got some ho in him
    Pole on him extort **** bully Death Row on him
    Say Drake I hear you like 'em young
    You better not ever go to cell block one
    To any ***** that talk to him and they in love
    Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from him
    They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand-me-downs
    And Party at the party playin' with his nose now
    And Baka got a weird case why is he around
    Certified Lover Boy
    Certified pedophiles
    Wop wop wop wop wop Dot **** 'em up
    Wop wop wop wop wop I'ma do my stuff
    Why you trollin' like a *****
    Ain't you tired
    Tryna strike a chord and it's probably A-Minor
    They not like us they not like us they not like us
    You think the Bay gon' let you disrespect Pac nigga
    I think that Oakland show gon' be your last stop nigga
    Did Cole fouI I don't know why you still pretendin'
    What is the owl
    Bird niggas and bird ******* go
    The audience not dumb
    Shape the stories how you want hey Drake they're not slow
    Rabbit hole is still deep I can go further I promise
    Ain't that somethin'
    B-Rad stands for *****
    And you Malibu most wanted
    Ain't no law boy you ballboy fetch Gatorade or somethin'
    Since 2009 I had this ***** jumpin'
    You niggas'll get a wedgie be flipped over your boxers
    What OVO for
    The "Other Vaginal Option"
    Nigga better straighten they posture got famous all up in Compton
    Might write this with a doctrine tell the pop star "Quit hidin'"
    **** a caption want action no accident and I'm hands-on
    He **** around get polished
    ****** on Wayne girl while he was in jail that's connivin'
    Then get his face tatted like a ***** apologizin'
    I'm glad DeRoz' came home y'all didn't deserve him neither
    From Alondra down to Central nigga better not speak on Serena
    And your home boy need subpoena that predator move in flocks
    That name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch
    I lean on you niggas like another line of Wock'
    Yeah it's all eyes on me and I'ma send it up to Pac ayy
    Put the wrong label on me I'ma get 'em dropped ayy
    Sweet Chin Music and I won't pass the aux ayy
    How many stocks do I really have in stock
    One two three four five plus five ayy
    Devil is a lie he a 69 God ayy
    Freaky-a*s niggas need to stay they a*s inside ayy
    Roll they a*s up like a fresh pack of 'za ayy
    City is back up it's a must we outside ayy
    Once upon a time all of us was in chains
    Homie still doubled down callin' us some slaves
    Atlanta was the Mecca buildin' railroads and trains
    Bear with me for a second let me put y'all on game
    The settlers was usin' town folk to make 'em richer
    Fast-forward 2024 you got the same agenda
    You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance
    Let me break it down for you this the real nigga challenge
    You called Future when you didn't see the club
    Ayy what
    Lil Baby helped you get your lingo up
    21 gave you false street cred
    Thug made you feel like you a slime in your head
    Quavo said you can be from Northside
    2 Chainz say you good but he lied
    You run to Atlanta when you need a few dollars
    No you not a colleague you a ******* colonizer
    The family matter and the truth of the matter
    It was God's plan to show y'all the liar
    He a fan he a fan he a fan
    He a fan he a fan he a
    Freaky-a*s nigga he a 69 God
    Hey hey hey hey run for your life
    Let me hear you say "OV-ho"
    Say "OV-ho"
    Then step this way step that way
    Are you my friend
    Are we locked in