Kendrick Lamar - Poetic Justice (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Kendrick Lamar - Poetic Justice (en) Lyrics
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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 talking 'bout dark room, perfume, go, go
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, P.S
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
I really hope you play this,
'cause ol' girl, you test my patience
With all these seductive
photographs and all these one off vacations
You've been taking clearly a lot
for me to take in, it don't make sense
Young East African girl, you
too busy fucking 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 doing that walk for?
When I see that thing move, I just wish
we would fight less and we would talk more
And they say communication save relations, I can tell
But I can never right my wrongs
unless I write 'em down for real, P.S
Every time I write these words, they become a taboo
Making sure my punctuation
curve, every letter here's true
Living my life in the
margin and that metaphor was proof
I'm talking poetic justice, poetic justice
I mean you need to hear this, love is not just a verb
It's you looking in the
mirror, love is not just a verb
It's you looking for it, maybe,
call me crazy, we can both be insane
A fatal attraction is common
and what we have common is pain
And I can see power
steering, sex drive when you swerve
I want that interference, it's
coherent, I can hear it, uh-huh
That's your heartbeat, it either
caught me or it called me, uh-huh
Read slow and you'll find gold mines in these lines
Sincerely, yours truly and
right before you go blind, P.S
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