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King Kunta Lyrics By Kendrick Lamar

    produced by sounwave additional production by terrace martin

    kendrick lamar
    i got a bone to pick
    i don’t want you monkeymouth motherfuckers
    sittin’ in my throne again
    ayy ayy nigga what’s happenin’
    kdot back in the hood nigga
    i’m mad he mad but i ain’t stressin’
    true friends one question

    kendrick lamar
    bitch where you when i was walkin’
    now i run the game got the whole world talkin’
    king kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him
    kunta black man taking no losses oh yeah
    bitch where you when i was walkin’
    now i run the game got the whole world talkin’
    king kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him
    when you got the yamswhat’s the yams

    kendrick lamar
    the yam is the power that be
    you can smell it when i’m walkin’ down the street
    oh yes we can oh yes we can
    i can dig rappin’ but a rapper with a ghostwriter
    what the fuck happened oh no
    i swore i wouldn’t tell but most of y’all sharing bars
    like you got the bottom bunk in a twoman cell a twoman cell
    something’s in the water something’s in the water
    and if i gotta brownnose for some gold
    then i’d rather be a bum than a motherfuckin’ baller oh yeah

    kendrick lamar
    bitch where you when i was walkin’
    now i run the game got the whole world talkin’
    king kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him
    king kunta black man taking no losses oh yeah
    bitch where you when i was walkin’
    now i run the game got the whole world talkin’
    king kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him
    when you got the yamswhat’s the yams

    kendrick lamar
    the yam brought it out of richard pryor
    manipulated bill clinton with desires
    twentyfourseven threesixtyfive days times two
    i was contemplatin’ gettin’ off stage
    just to go back to the hood see my enemy and say… oh yeah

    kendrick lamar
    bitch where you when i was walkin’
    now i run the game got the whole world talkin’
    king kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him
    king kunta black man taking no losses oh yeah
    bitch where you when i was walkin’
    now i run the game got the whole world talkin’
    king kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him

    kendrick lamar
    you goatmouth mammyfucker
    i was gonna kill a couple rappers but they did it to themselves
    everybody’s suicidal they ain’t even need my help
    this shit is elementary i’ll probably go to jail
    if i shoot at your identity and bounce to the left
    stuck a flag in my city everybody’s screamin’ compton
    i should probably run for mayor when i’m done to be honest
    and i put that on my momma and my baby boo too
    twenty million walkin’ out the court buildin’ woowoo
    aw yeah fuck the judge
    i made it past twentyfive and there i was
    a little nappyheaded nigga with the world behind him
    life ain’t shit but a fat vagina
    screamin’ annie are you okay annie are you okay
    limo tinted with the gold plates
    straight from the bottom this the belly of the beast
    from a peasant to a prince to a motherfuckin’ king oh yeah

    kendrick lamar
    bitch where you when i was walkin’gunshot
    by the time you hear the next pop
    the funk shall be within yougunshot
    now i run the game got the whole world talkin’
    king kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him
    king kunta black man taking no losses oh yeah
    bitch where you when i was walkin’
    now i run the game got the whole world talkin’
    king kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him

    kendrick lamar whitney alford
    funk funk funk funk funk funk funk funk funk funk funk
    we want the funk
    we want the funk
    now if i give you the funk you gon’ take it
    we want the funk
    now if i give you the funk you gon’ take it
    we want the funk
    now if i give you the funk you gon’ take it
    we want the funk
    do you want the funk
    we want the funk
    do you want the funk
    we want the funk
    now if i give you the funk you gon’ take it
    we want the funk

    poem kendrick lamar
    i remember you was conflicted misusing your influence

    Artist: Kendrick Lamar

    Year: 2015

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 411