a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

bloody murder* - kendrick lamar lyrics

lyrics from snippet

[intro: kendrick lamar]
the negatives will follow you, whether you a sinner or a saint
[…]
…you see the morgue…
[…]
…i never know will like ’em, but

[chorus: kendrick lamar & ab*soul, both]
murder, bl**dy murder
heard of compton teenagers ready to aim and serve ‘ya
this ain’t the safest of places to raise your children and chill
this is the city of satan, bakin’ hot, you gon’ get k!lled
bakin’ hot, you gon’ get k!lled

[verse 1: kendrick lamar]
k!lled your best friend
your little brother hand*feed your husband
but we don’t give a f*ck, it’s the way of life
around here, you duck or die tonight
is that blood on the curb? oh, yes, sir
one of your homies just got served
pierced through his skin, then went through hers
double homicide, give me high five
[break: kendrick lamar & ab*soul]
see me do that sh*t, n*gga?
ayy, on piru, you did that
see me put that work in? see me noodle that n*gga?
on p*funk, gang
ayy*ayy, tell a*mack to come to the set
we in hov’ right now, blood, on bompton
ayy, pass that black over to muhf*ckin’ mack, dog

[verse 2: kendrick lamar]
n*ggas celebrate over retaliation
beef cooked, they put on two apr*ns
the chef to death, with finesse, in and out
like animals, they’ll rot, these animals don’t cry
no emotions, no fear, pray that god’s here
you should, you could be a little more cautious
like walkin’ outside your house without any arson

[verse 3: kendrick lamar]
sixteen, seventeen*year*olds, colder than an open window in illinois is
noises from the grim reaper poisons the minds of yours and mines
the more confined, more bodies on the slab
shot from a chopper, stabbed
twenty*four times in the abs, that should be a permanent nap (sleep)
deep, eternal, turn on tv
you can see a tg ‘quipped and crazy
tried to k!ll him, but he murdered the lady
now miss daisy push up daisies
cradle to the grave, and our summers be so hot, you can find satan in the shade
runnin’ from a tan, or maybe a black van
pullin’ up with doors that can slide both ways
i always look both ways when i cross avenues
f*ck a car, you can get hit from a clip if a blood or a crip is mad at you
walk around with the right attitude
you ain’t with the business, make that decision right now
if you’re down, then yeah, it’s gon’ go down
f*ck a four*pound, no handgun
big drum, like, pretend that you’re marchin’
cross the line, then go out the margin
park the car, then hop out
walk the dog down the block ’til they hear b*tches barkin’
[chorus: kendrick lamar & ab*soul, both]
murder, bl**dy murder (ah, ha*ha*ha*ha*ha*ha*ha*ha*ha)
heard of compton teenagers ready to aim and serve ‘ya
this ain’t the safest of places to raise your children and chill
this is the city of satan, bakin’ hot, you gon’ get k!lled
bakin’ hot, you gon’ get k!lled
murder, bl**dy murder
heard of compton teenagers ready to aim and serve ‘ya
this ain’t the safest of places to raise your children and chill
this is the city of satan, bakin’ hot, you gon’ get k!lled
bakin’ hot, you gon’ get k!lled

[outro]
yeah, you heard all that shootin’ last night?
yeah, be around that corner
don’t be around that corner, you get your ass shot up
yeah, i was around that corner (don’t give a f*ck about all that organic–)

- kendrick lamar lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular