KENDRICK LAMAR

KENDRICK LAMAR - Cartoon & Cereal

rate me

I wanna hit line drives

Wanna lose weight?

For you

Hey, what's up doc?

Now I was raised in a sandbox next to you and her

You was holding the handgun, she was giving birth

To a baby boy to be just like you, I wonder what's that worth

I-i wonder if you ever knew that you was a role model to me first

The next day i-i woke up in the morning, seen you on the news

Looked in the mirror, then realized i-i-i had something to prove

You told me « don't be like me, just finish watching cartoons »

Which is funny now cause all I see is wile e. coyotes in the room

And I run it

And I run it, yeah bluh

Yes I run it, bluh bluh bluh bluh

I run it, bluh bluh bluh bluh

Yes I run it, I run it

Yeah bluh yeah

Salt all in my wounds

Hear my tears all in my tomb

Let my life loose in this booth

Just for you, muthafucka, hope y'all amused

I run it bluh, bluh, bluh, bluh

And I run it bluh, bluh, bluh, bluh

Yeah yeah bluh

Yes I run it

This shit make a nigga just wanna ride

Reminisce when I had the morning appetite

Apple jacks, had nothing that I hit the tv guide

Animaniac the only thing that gave me peace of mind

I'm a maniac when aiming at the enemy delight

Tell a story that I'll never flourish 25

Not to worry, every warrior will come and see you fully

Young, that's a covenant that I put on every tribe

Ain't nobody go tie your shoe

Nobody grew up by (by) your rule

Nobody horn your gun, how come, your tongue say killa then kill my mood

Light speed living in the world you know

Lit a whole leaf, feeling like a live wire

Bet I put some new tires on a lighting bolt

Til' I wreck into a pole, like a right to vote

I am from the bottom of the jungle

Living in the bottom of the food chain

When you get a new chain, nigga take it from you

A new dame, one stripe, and you a zebra look alike

Hope another homicide don't numb you a nun

Do things we'll never learn soon

And the error where we wanna earn soon

That's an error, you can smell it in the air

Everybody really doomed

That's why I backed on you maa'fuckas

All yall can suck my dick

All them days that the county buildings

I »m bout to make my momma rich

Cartoons and (cereal)

I ain't felt this (good since)

School mixed up (here we go)

Elementary hood shit

Now I was raised in a sandbox next to you and her

You was holding the handgun, she was giving birth

To a baby boy to be just like you, I wonder what's that worth

I-i wonder if you ever knew that you was a role model to me first

The next day i-i woke up in the morning, seen you on the news

Looked in the mirror, then realized i-i-i had something to prove

You told me « don't be like me, just finish watching cartoons »

Which is funny now cause all I see is wile e. coyotes in the room

And I run it

And I run it, yeah bluh

Yes I run it, bluh bluh bluh bluh

I run it, bluh bluh bluh bluh

Yes I run it, I run it

Yeah bluh yeah

This shit make a nigga just wanna shit on everybody

Even with a pot to piss in

I'mma aim sloppy at a loud mouth, discharge

Dismiss any business of yours

Discounts never did amount to a check

That ya ass couldn't cash when the shit bounce

Everything dismounts, niggas gone flip that car

Ak's for the whole hood

House lit went down perfect

Two shots to the head he deserved it

Overheard it hit my bed with a bowl and remote control

Dark winged up, lost service

Mama said I'd better duck, she's nervous

Drama hauled in the clutch, hit the curtains

I mean don't intervene with no drum machine

This block stay jerking, the feds stay lurkin'

Emerging on everbody corner (dash for it)

Get a toe tag, when you play tac with a task of a new (task force)

Everybody wanna know my life

How did I make it (past yours)

Well let me tell you like this

I've been running this shit since (i asked for it)

Cartoons and cereal

I wanna hit line drives

Wanna lose weight?

For you

Hey, what's up doc?

Salt all in my wounds

Hear my tears all in my tunes

Let my life loose in this booth just for you

Ma'fucka hope y'all amused!

I did wrong, karma came

Crackers gave me ball and chain

Friends, enemies all the same

State, fed, both can hang

Nobody can mute me, but I never said nobody can shoot me

Just another stat to the white folks

Still whip work to the white yolk, absolutely!

Everyday feel like the one before

Hunt the money, don't hunt the ho

If you do what you always done

Then you get what you always got

You number fools!

I ain't seen the back of my eyelids

For about the past 72 hours

Hand on my heart, face to the hood

I pledge every word you ever heard was honest

Yeah this me, no mic

No cameras, no lights, just pain

Mama how much trauma can I sustain?

Dirty money come with lots of stains

Road to riches come with lots of lanes

Just another player with lots of game

Never had shit got lots of game

Just another player with lots of game..

Never had shit got lots of game

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