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kendrick lamar - backseat freestyle lyrics

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martin had a dream
martin had a dream
kendrick have a dream

all my life i want money and power
respect my mind or die from lead shower
i pray my d-ck get big as the eiffel tower
so i can f-ck the world for 72 hours

god d-mn i feel amazing, d-mn i’m in the matrix
my mind is living on cloud 9 and this 9 is never on vacation
start up that maserati and vroom vroom! i’m racing
poppin pills in the lobby and i pray they don’t find her naked
and i pray you n-gg-s is hating, shooters go after judas
jesus christ if i live life on my knees, ain’t no need to do this
park it in front of lueders, next to that church’s chicken
all you p-ss-es is losers, all my n-gg-s is winners, screaming

godd-mn i got b-tches (okay!) d-mn i got b-tches (okay!)
d-mn i got b-tches, wifey, girlfriend and mistress
all my life i want money and power
respect my mind or die from lead showers

i’ve got 25 lighters on my dresser, yes sir
put fire to that -ss body cast on a stretcher
and her body got that -ss that a ruler couldn’t measure
and it make me c-m fast but i never get embarr-ssed
and i recognize you have what i’ve been wanting since that record
that adina howard had pop it fast to impress her
she rollin’ i’m holding my scr-t-m imposing
this voice here is golden so f-ck y’all i goes in and

d-mn i got b-tches, d-mn i got b-tches
d-mn i got b-tches, wifey, girlfriend and mistress
all my life i want money and power
respect my mind or n-gg-…

it’s go time!!!
i roll in dough with a good grind
and i run at ho with a baton
that’s a relay race with a bouquet
they say, ”k, you goin’ marry mines?”
beeitch!!! (no way) beeitch!!! (no way)
beeitch!!! (no way) beeitch!!! (okay)
i’m never living life confined
it’s a failure even if i’m blind
i can tell ya who what when where how
to sell ya game right on time
beeitch!!! (go play) beeitch!!! (go play)
beeitch!!! (go play) beeitch!!! i look like oj
killing everything from p-ssy to a mothaf-ckin’ hit-boy beat
she p-ssy poppin’ and i got options like an audible, i be
c-o-m-p-t-o-n i win then ball at your defeat
c-o-m-p-t-o-n my city mobbin’ in the street, yellin’



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