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kendrick lamar & jay-z - bitch (don't kill my vibe) lyrics

[chorus: kendrick lamar]
i am a sinner who’s probably gonna sin again
lord forgive me, lord forgive me
things i don’t understand
sometimes i need to be alone
b-tch don’t k!ll my vibe, b-tch don’t k!ll my vibe
i can feel your energy from two planets away
i got my drink, i got my music
i would share it but today i’m yelling
b-tch, don’t k!ll my vibe; b-tch, don’t k!ll my vibe
b-tch, don’t k!ll my vibe; b-tch, don’t k!ll my vibe

[verse 1: kendrick lamar]
look inside of my soul and you can find gold and maybe get rich, hol’ up
trinidad jame$ in four weeks
but now my album platinum and sh-t, so what
y’all keep the numbers
i’m more than another statistic, my n-gga
this courtesy of compton (courtesy of compton)
brooklyn go hard, motherf-cker
love me on the east like i’m chuck d
dominicans wish that i was born there
i’m lookin’ to be the god mc
you look at my hat and see th-rns there
i look at the game and see p-rn there
i’m f-ckin’ this industry hard
i’m bagging this money, tea-bagging your honey
you thought i was fresh out the yard
don’t cry to me dummy, you’re a lightweight
they tell me you nice and i’m like “wait”
go get me a knife, you’re looking like steak
and when the stakes are high, i stake out for days
and when the water reside, you’re bobby boucher
but we ain’t thirsty n-gga, never alert me, n-gga
i got a p89 in a suitcase
i know you heard me, n-gga, this is a burpee, n-gga
lyrical exercise
right now, homie, i’m in the extra vibe
pipe down, on the curb when you heard that i got these words
to the upper echelon, that’s excellent

[verse 2: jay-z]
up in the clouds, me and my spouse
rumors on the ground gettin’ too loud
please turn them sh-ts down, can’t hear myself think
turbulence, sh-t, almost spilled my drink
in the white house with a mink
running through that b-tch like it’s my house
all up in the hall like a mall
told you motherf-ckers, all i do is ball
no, i don’t ‘member you, i don’t intend to empty my memory bank
it’s a million dollars in it, baby, hilary sw-nk
sittin’ next to hillary smellin’ like dank
presidental pardon, name one n-gga out there harder than him
i’ll wait
i’ve been in my wave like 20 years straight
i’ve been on my vibe like 20 years straight
don’t f-ck up my high, f-ck up my high
nights like this, i could f-ck up a pie
an still be straight (still be straight)
fall back, b-tch, i got a lot on my plate
don’t waste my breath
i don’t know how many moons a n-gga got left
back to this joint, smokin’ this sh-t like i’m tryna’ prove a point
i’m the highest, the highest t-tle, numero uno
k!ll my vibe, that’s your motherf-ckin’ funeral

[verse 3: kendrick lamar]
between you and me, turn eulogy to urinals, n-ggas p-ssed off
i ministered this generation by far
leader of the new school, on my toes like a ballerina
who knew i’d be black swan
world in my palms, ironically
i am the globetrotters’ best
’cause i didn’t drop the ball
told n-ggas when i was 16 that i’d write a 16
to put a n-gga right on the big screen
in the paddy wagon with six teens
should have been in the pen but now my pen write with morphine
i heal n-ggas, touch down with more fiends
i k!ll n-ggas, audio crack, khakis to meal ticket
cardio lap, was running for dear life but now i’m running the map
b-tch, i’m here n-gga
picture lil’ ol’ me giving a f-ck for what a f-ck n-gga gotta say
n-gga you never be jay, never be nas, never be snoop nor dre
you ain’t get k!lled in vegas or in a suburban
n-gga, puff daddy wasn’t your favorite
so many washed up with detergent
but i don’t dry tears, i just aim at them on purpose
like blah, mini-14 like blah
empty out another magazine like blah
let a young n-gga get by
i k!ll ’em all when they try to k!ll my vibe
i am the bad, the good god, the last the hood got
the last that would try to p-ss a good job
if shawn’s a black beatle then i need a 10 second drum solo
b-tch see you at woodstock

- kendrick lamar jay z lyrics

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