Kendrick Lamar - Not Like Us (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Kendrick Lamar - Not Like Us (en) Lyrics
(Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...)
I am...
Reincarnated
I was stargazing
Life goes on, honey all my
babies (gyah, gyah)
Woke up,
lookin' for the broccoli
Hot key, keep a horn
on me, that kamasi
Ip ownership
the blue print is by me
Mister get off
I get off at my feet
What's
the password?
I see
dead people.
You late.
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
Ayy, mustard on the beat, ho
Deebo, any rap nigga,
he a free throw
Man down, call an amber lamps,
tell him, "breathe, bro"
Nail a nigga to the cross, he
walk around like teezo
What's up with these jabroni-ass
niggas tryna see compton?
The industry can hate me, fuck
'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 ass 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 them
Walk him down, whole time I know
he got some hoe in him
Pole on him, extort shit,
bully, death row on him
Say, drake,
I hear you like 'em young
You better not ever go
to cell block one
To any bitch 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, fuck 'em up
Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop,
I'ma do my stuff
Why you trollin' like a bitch?
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 foul, I don't know
why you still pretendin'
What is the owl? Bird niggas
and burnt bitches
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 bitch and you
malibu most wanted
Ain't no law boy, you ball boy,
fetch gatorade or somethin'
Since 2009,
I had this bitch jumpin'
You niggas'll get a wedgie, be
flipped over your boxers
What ovo for? The "other
vaginal option"?
Pussy
Nigga better straighten they posture,
got famous all up in compton
Might write this with a doctrine, tell
the pop star, "quit hidin'"
Fuck a caption, want action, no
accident, and I'm hands-on
He fuck around, get polished
Fucked on wayne girl while he was
in jail, that's connivin'
Then get his face tatted like
a bitch 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-ass niggas need to stay
they ass inside, ayy
Roll they ass 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 using town
folk to make them 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 (ayy, what?)
Quavo said you can be from
northside (what?)
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 fuckin' 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 (mm)
He a fan, he a fan, he a...
Freaky-ass nigga,
he a 69 god
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
run for your life
Hey, hey, hey,
hey, run for your life
Let me hear
you say, "ov-ho" (ov-ho)
Say, "ov-ho" (ov-ho)
Then step this way,
step that way
Are you
my friend?
Are we locked in?
Are you my friend?
...now
y'all wanna do it again?
Yeah!
Oh,
we gotta do one thing. Back up.
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