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lirik lagu don’t understand – kendrick lamar


don’t understand

his eyes bloodshot red
i watched him as he took a fifth of henny to the head in memory of his brother
reminiscing on them playing sega with each other
he was hurting, i could see it, plenty tears, no kleenex
i stood by his side because that was my homie
gave him a hug, some of his brother blood got on me
clenching his fists on some angry sh*t
stood up, sat back down on the curb and asked me who they be hanging with
i wasn’t sure so i gave him no answer
but i was sure that he had him a blammer and wanted war
revenge, what do say to a good friend
that just lost it and grabbing choppers out the closet?
i tried my best to make him renege, but he was like my nig’
this feeling is more than personal
i stood down, he hopped in a hour-door honda accord
before he bent the block he said k. dot, you wouldn’t understand

[chorus]
these streets can turn a kid to killer in minutes
not by choice, but forced to be a menace
can someone just pray for me, or war
(or at least, try to understand) the city pressure
the ak-47, twin mac-11s
the desert eagle, shotty and the smith & wessons
pray for me, or war

corners become monuments for the dead
candles on the pavement, postcard read
rest in peace, the yellow tape blocking off the streets
a baby momma yelling at the police
but you don’t understand, you figure that we’re just a bunch of n*gg*s
but the picture is a story untold
see this wasn’t in our plans
babies from the late eighties wasn’t born crazy, we was raised that way
put that malcolm x book down, then raised that k
complete chaos when we off x pills and st. ides
look the devil in the face from a saint eye
cast a ‘spell’ on you like akeelah and the bee
every killer in the street is a teen with a corrupted, mind
substance, time is no longer an issue
we don’t have it, so p*ss the tissue
then close the casket, kiss the momma when you can
then tell her you understand, but you don’t understand

[chorus]
these streets can turn a kid to killer in minutes
not by choice, but forced to be a menace
can someone just pray for me, or war
(and hopefully you’ll understand) the city pressure
the ak-47, twin mac-11s
the desert eagle, shotty and the smith & wessons
pray for me, or war

he came back fifteen minutes later
he said, dot i went on one, do me this favor
dump these guns in a safe place, let n*body see you
this is critical as it gets my n*gg*, i need you
i said alright, so what happened? seen a few n*gg*s slipping
and i just started clapping, i didn’t care who i was h*tting
that’s wild sh*t, but anyway, i got you
i love you my n*gg*, make sure you hit me up by tomorrow
i woke up the next morning with a cold
allergies got me sneezing and wiping my nose when it was leaking
checked the medicine cabinet, looking for some dayquil
but all i seem was some aspirins, just my luck
i got up, went to rite aid
hoping that the pharmacy department had the right aid, i bought it and left
walked to the parking lot, that’s when i seen the faces of death
said they was looking for my man with a chopper in their hand
praying that it would jam, but you don’t understand

[chorus]
these streets can turn a kid to killer in minutes
not by choice, but forced to be a menace
can someone just pray for me, or war
(now tell me, do you understand?) the city pressure
the ak-47, twin mac-11s (huh?)
the desert eagle, shotty and the smith & wessons (do you understand?)
pray for me, or war

[kendrick lamar]
it’s like, it’s a revolving door
that i’ve been a part of my whole life
f*cked up right?


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