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kendrick lamar
every second every minute
man i swear that she can get it
say if you a bad bitch put your hands up high
hands up high hands up high
tell ’em dim the lights down right now
put me in the mood
i’m talkin’ about dark room perfume go go
kendrick lamar
i recognize your fragrance
hold up you ain’t never gotta say shit
uh and i know your taste is
a little bit hmm high maintenance
uh everybody else basic
you live life on an everyday basis
with poetic justice poetic justice
if i told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room
would you trust it
i mean i write poems in these songs dedicated to you when
you’re in the mood for empathy there’s blood in my pen
better yet where your friends and ’em
i really wanna know you all
i really wanna show you off
fuck that pour up plenty of champagne
cold nights when you curse this name
you called up your girlfriends
and y’all curled in that little bitty range
i heard that she wanna go and party she wanna go and party
nigga don’t approach her with that atari
nigga that ain’t good game homie sorry
they say conversation rule a nation i can tell
but i could never right my wrongs
‘less i write it down for real ps
kendrick lamar
you can get it you can get it
you can get it you can get it
and i know just know just know just
know just know just what you want
poetic justice put it in a song alright
you can get it you can get it
you can get it you can get it
and i know just know just know just
know just know just what you want
poetic justice put it in a song alright
drake
i really hope you play this ’cause ol’ girl you test my patience
with all these seductive photographs
and all these oneoff vacations you’ve been takin’
clearly a lot for me to take in it don’t make sense
young east african girl you too busy fuckin’ with your other man
i was tryna put you on game put you on a plane
take you and your momma to the motherland
i could do it maybe one day
when you figure out you’re gonna need someone
when you figure out it’s alright here in the city
and you don’t run from where we come from
that sound like poetic justice poetic justice
you were so new to this life but goddamn you got adjusted
i mean i write poems in these songs dedicated to the fun sex
your natural hair and your soft skin
and your big ass in that sundress ooh
good god what you doin’ that walk for
when i see that thing move
i just wish we would fight less and we would talk more
they say communication save relations i can tell
but i can never right my wrongs
unless i write ’em down for real ps
kendrick lamar
you can get it you can get it
you can get it you can get it
and i know just know just know just
know just know just what you want
poetic justice put it in a song alright
you can get it you can get it
you can get it you can get it
and i know just know just know just
know just know just what you want
poetic justice put it in a song alright
kendrick lamar
every time i write these words they become a taboo
makin’ sure my punctuation curve every letter here’s true
livin’ my life in the margin and that metaphor was proof
i’m talkin’ poetic justice poetic justice
if i told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room
would you trust it i mean you need to hear this
love is not just a verb it’s you lookin’ in the mirror
love is not just a verb it’s you lookin’ for it maybe
call me crazy we can both be insane
a fatal attraction is common and what we have common is pain
i mean you need to hear this love is not just a verb
and i can see power steerin’ sex drive when you swerve
i want that interference it’s coherent i can hear it
uhhuh that’s your heartbeat
it either caught me or it called me uhhuh
read slow and you’ll find gold mines in these lines
sincerely yours truly and right before you go blind ps
kendrick lamar
you can get it you can get it
you can get it you can get it
and i know just know just know just
know just know just what you want
poetic justice put it in a song
skit
i’m gon’ ask you one more time homie
where is you from or it is a problem
ayy you over here for sherane homie
yo i don’t care who this nigga over here for
if he don’t tell me where he from it’s a wrap i’m sorry
hol’ up hol’ up hol’ up we gon’ do it like this okay
i’ma tell you where i’m from okay
you gon’ tell me where you from okay
or where your grandma stay where your mama stay or where your daddy stay okay
enough with all this talkin’
matter of fact get out the van homie get out the car before i snatch you out that motherfucker homie
Artist: Kendrick Lamar Featuring Drake
Year: 2012
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 454