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King’s Dead Lyrics By Jay Rock Kendrick Lamar Future James Blake

    kendrick lamar
    miss me with that bullshit bullshit
    you ain’t really wild you a tourist a tourist
    i be blackin’ out with the purist the purist
    i made a hundred thou’ then i freaked it i freaked it
    i made 500 thou’ then i freaked it i freaked it
    i bought a ’87 for the weekend the weekend
    this ain’t what you want this ain’t what you want what you want
    this ain’t what you want this ain’t what you want what you want

    jay rock
    and it’s like that lil’ bitch
    mvp i don’t get no sleep no i don’t like that lil’ bitch
    bust that open i want that ocean yeah that bite back lil’ bitch
    do it bite back lil’ bitch need two life jackets lil’ bitch
    i ain’t gon’ hold you i ain’t gon’ press you never control you
    i ain’t gon’ front you keep it 00 i don’t know you
    boss like top dawg bossed my life up crossin’ over
    stutter steppin’ got a hall of fame in all my posters
    i’ve been ready my whip been ready
    my bitch been ready my clique been ready
    my shit’s been ready my check’s been ready
    my shot’s on full that’s armageddon
    i got pull i hope y’all ready
    my tank on full you know unleaded
    i gotta go get it i gotta go get it
    i gotta go get it i gotta go get it
    my name gon’ hold up my team gon’ hold up
    my name gon’ hold up my team gon’ hold up
    my shots gon’ fire my team gon’ roll up
    ménage à trois my queen gon’ roll up
    i hope y’all ready you know i’m ready
    i reign all day you know confetti
    i gotta go get it i gotta go get it
    i gotta go get it i gotta go get it skrrt

    future kendrick lamar
    miss me with that bullshit bullshit
    you’re not a gang member you’s a tourist a tourist
    i be blackin’ out i be blackin’ out
    bought an ‘8 cutlass for the weekend for the weekend
    i got a hundred thousand then i freaked it then i freaked it
    i made 500 thousand then i freaked it then i freaked it
    i put a rolls royce on my wrist oh yeah
    fuck his baby mama tryna sneak diss
    i took her to my penthouse then i freaked it then i freaked it
    i haven’t made my mind up should i keep it should i keep it
    i got big dawg status it ain’t no secret

    future jay rock
    la di da di da slob on me knob
    pass me some syrup fuck me in the car
    la di da di da mothafuck the law
    chitty chitty bang murder everything
    bitch i’m on a roll and i put that on the gang

    kendrick lamar
    yeah miss me with that bullshit bullshit
    you ain’t really wild you a tourist a tourist
    i be blackin’ out with the purist the purist
    i made a hundred thou’ then i freaked it i freaked it
    i made 500 thou’ then i freaked it i freaked it
    i bought a ’87 for the weekend the weekend
    this ain’t what you want this ain’t what you want what you want
    this ain’t what you want this ain’t what you want what you want

    interlude james blake kendrick lamar
    changes
    is you gon’ do somethin’
    what you want

    refrain kendrick lamar
    red light green light red light green light
    red light green light they like

    kendrick lamar
    we like fast cars fast money fast life fast broads
    egotistic goin’ ballistic why god
    born warrior lookin’ for euphoria
    but i don’t see it i don’t feel it i’m paraplegic
    tapped in when i’m maxed in comptown with the mac0s
    and the pumps in the background i was absent
    never og standout i was lackin’
    everything else but doubt in the magnum
    holdin’ magnums with a magnum
    nigga adlib and i sing out loud
    never had friends never had ends never had hope
    they was like nope i was like bùyào bùyào
    yeah god
    tee off the day know we off the be off the eat off your plate
    throw me off i be off ya head
    well ate on c4 i’m way off the edge
    fuck integrity fuck your pedigree fuck your feelings fuck your culture
    fuck your moral fuck your family fuck your tribe
    fuck your land fuck your children fuck your wives
    who am i not your father not your brother
    not your reason not your future
    not your comfort not your reverence not your glory
    not your heaven not your angel not your spirit
    not your message not your freedom
    not your people not your neighbor
    not your baby not your equal
    not the title y’all want me under
    all hail king killmonger

    refrain kendrick lamar
    red light green light red light green light
    red light green light they like we like
    fast cars

    Artist: Jay Rock Kendrick Lamar Future James Blake

    Year: 2018

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 460