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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"
P***y
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
Ayy
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
What
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
Mm
Mm-mm
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"
OV-ho
Say "OV-ho"
Then step this way step that way
Are you my friend
Are we locked in