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On Me - The Game/Kendrick Lamar (肯德里克·拉马尔)
Back when dot was hangin' at top's in the benzo
Freestylin' to them chronic instrumentals no pens and pencils
I was out there bloodin' like a menstrual
With a backwood clinched between my dentals way back when
When we was outside with the indo
Hotboxin' rentals in front of centennial remedial thoughts
Never thought that I would amount to sh*t
Smoke chronic f**k b**ches ride around bouncin' sh*t
From impalas to that harley truck to dishraggin' b**ches
That was hard to f**k I came up it was hardly luck
Just left compton and I ain't have to use my AK
What a day what a day
Back when my drivers license was baby faced and triflin'
I made my way through crisis I made my tape
And recorded portraits in front of sirens I made you hate the vibrant
You can't escape the tyrant you can't relate where I've been
In 98 my problem actin' too grown and sh*t
Cappin' at b**ches yeah my religion through songs and sh*t
On me that's on me
Raise up ni**a you are not the homie
B**ch I'm well connected from my section down to long beach
Fumblin' with tetris if your block neglectin' your ki
Everyday I wake up with my face up to my father
Makin' sure my heart is pure enough to grow my seed
And harvest all my king stuffin' double up my plantation with dollar
Every dream is such reality my deja vu done caught up
B**ch I'm brought up with the homies that's on me
24/7 kendrick revvin' these cold streets
Know we live by it die by it then reincarnate
And if game told me drive by it I raise ak
Ain't no shame on it cry about it f**k that I'll play
Like no name on it blindsided ain't no one safe
Documentary had identities of where I'm from
Therefore my energy had to make sure the better me won
It ain't no better one son it ain't no tellin' me nothin'
Ni**a it's chuck doc dre and k the legacy's done blaow
Oh man you thought these niggas with attitude would show gratitude
Fooled you
From 2015 to infinity it's still bomb w**d and hennessy
I can pimp a butterfly for the energy
Game I need acapella
There I go give me a minute ni**a
About to hit a home run k dot grab the pennant ni**a
Pin it on my pendleton trap late night jay leno them
Got my mom a tennis bracelet wimbledon of wilmington
Now can I rap for a minute black on the track for a minute
Look in my rhyme book see murder like when
I was a fan of no limit
Ain't no gimmicks 'round here this compton me doc and kendrick
Chronic good kid my first year 3 documentaries
Now I'm blockin' sentries 16 impalas
They bounce like they iguodala
That's on my mama niggas up and did me a solid
I put that on me that's on me
You get a bullet f**kin' with the lil' homie
Thinkin' back then like f**k your rules ni**a this is piru
Slide through with the erykah badu
West side compton ni**a don't mind if I do
From piru street to my old street
Ni**a this compton grew up on a dead end
Got an armful of dead friends
Round here crips be sweatin' us niggas like a headband
Like what's up cuz
Yo dawg where you from
No time to stop and think
Pull your strap before they do or you get shot before you blink
Straight outta compton 3 times I told you
The third time I said it with tde mothaf**ka
I'll make you eat every letter
Spoonfeed you niggas like toddlers from the city of impalas
When shot callers take their pitbulls and feed them niggas rottweilers
My clip full I quick pull no more slangin'8 balls on the corner
And all them niggas I used to freestyle with I ate y'all on the corner
Call the coroner niggas dead out here
Hangin' onto life by a thread out here
Them niggas wearin' all that red out here
P snapbacks on niggas heads out here
So don't you come f**kin' with the little homie
So og they call me tony
Montana no french my red bandana legit
My uncle told me before he died just keep your hand on the brick
So I did
Sell every chicken that a ni**a had in stock yes I did
Walked to compton hot pocket full of rocks yes I did
Skipped class yes I did whooped niggas a** yes I did
F**ked a b**ch behind the bleachers while on the rag that's on bloods
Westside that's on bloods this tec fly that's on bloods
You f**k with dot I'll let you choke on your blood
I put that
On me that's on me
On me that's on me
On me that's on me
Raise up ni**a you are not the homie
On me that's on me
On me that's on me
On me that's on me
Raise up ni**a you are not the homie