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grant schubert – kendrick lamar’s “for free? (interlude)” lyrics


[produced by terrace martin]

[intro: darlene tibbs]
f-ck you, motherf-cker, you a ho–ss n-gga. i don’t know why you trying to go big, n-gga you ain’t sh-t. walking around like you god’s gift to earth, n-gga you ain’t sh-t. you ain’t even buy me no outfit for the fourth. i need that brazilian, wavy, twenty eight inch, you playin’. i shouldn’t be f-ckin’ with you anyway, i need a baller–ss, boss–ss n-gga. you’se a off brand–ss n-gga, everybody know it, your homies know it, everybody f-ckin’ know. f-ck you n-gga, don’t call me no more. you won’t know, you gonna lose on a good b-tch. my other n-gga is on, you off. what the f-ck is really going on?

this d-ck ain’t free
you lookin’ at me like it ain’t a receipt
like i never made ends meat, eatin’ your leftovers and raw meat
this d-ck ain’t free
livin’ in captivity raised my cap salary
celery, tellin’ me green is all i need
evidently all i seen was spam and raw sardines
this d-ck ain’t free, i mean, baby
you really think we could make a baby named mercedes
without a mercedes benz and twenty four inch rims
five percent tint, and air conditioning vents
h-ll f-ckin’ naw, this d-ck ain’t free
i need forty acres and a mule
not a forty ounce and a pit bull
bullsh-t, matador, matador
had the door knockin’, let ’em in, who’s that?
genital’s best friend, this d-ck ain’t free
pity the fool that made the pretty in you prosper
t-tty juice and p-ssy lips kept me obnoxious
kept me up watchin’ p-rnos in poverty – apology? no
watch you politic with people less fortunate, like myself
every dog has its day, now doggy style shall help
this d-ck ain’t free
matter fact it need interest, matter fact it’s nine inches
matter fact see our friendship based on business
pension, more pension, you’re pinchin’, my consensus
been relentless, f-ck forgiveness, f-ck your feelings
f-ck your sources, all distortion, if you f-ck it’s more abortion
more divorce courts and portion
my check with less endors-m-nt left me dormant
dusted, doomed, disgusted, forced with
f-ck you think is in more sh-t?
porcelain pipes pressure, bust ’em twice
choice is devastated, decapitated the horseman
oh america, you bad b-tch, i picked cotton that made you rich
now my d-ck ain’t free

i’mma get my uncle sam to f-ck you up. you ain’t no king