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Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar

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Verse 1
Dm
Dm
If you derive your sense of identity
from being a victim
Let's say, bad things were done
to you when you were a child
And you develop a sense of self
That is based on the bad things
that happened to you
Verse 2
Dm
Dm
You ever seen your mama strung
out while you studied division?
Your uncle ever stole from
you day after Christmas?
Seen both of those in them county
jail's visits
The first and the fifteenth,
the only religion
D
D
Noodles in the mi crowave,
Dm
Dm
shark tank tidal wave
Grandma shootin' niggas,
blood on the highway
Crosses on the dashboard,
you just want a platform
Gm
Gm
I wanna take everything that I ask for
Catch me a body,
Dm
Dm
F
F
I'll put that on anybody but my mama
Em
Em
Dm
Dm
She showin' a pattern for cer tain
I think it's white panties
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D
and minimal condoms
Dm
Dm
My uncle would tell me the shit in the
movies could only be magic
Gm
Gm
This year, I did forty- three shows and
Dm
Dm
took it all home to buy him a casket
Jack of all trades, got money out the way,
put my heart in the faith
I'm good, love
Cousin in the courts,
heard he jumped out the porch
Turn a brick to a Porsche, I'm good,
D
D
love
Catch us, you know I'm gon' rack up
Dm
Dm
I need the advance and the equity
to match up
The engineer dead if the
drive don't back up
These words come of God,
you could never out- rap us
Gm
Gm
Nowadays gotta walk cautious, ayy
Dm
Dm
F
F
Nowadays, I'm a new prophet, ayy
Em
Em
Edim
Edim
Em
Em
Game dead, no autopsy, ayy
Dm
Dm
City girl with they new hobby, ayy
Catch a body,
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D
put the product in the ta- da
Dm
Dm
Nigga 'bout to get some pussy,
give me five (give me five)
Gm
Gm
Gun dirty, got the thirty
in the purse- purse
Dm
Dm
Tight bitch, put a perky in her salad
I gotta pray for the basic
Bb
Bb
Dm
Dm
I never seen my niggas
bust down faces
Some niggas not tasteless
I only had one chance,
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D
I ain't even waste it
Dm
Dm
Been down on my luck
Been down on my luck when I fa- a- all
I gotta get up
Gm
Gm
I gotta get back up and ba- a- all
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F
C
C
R.I.P, under my people, I'm proud of my people,
Edim
Edim
I'm proud of my dawgs
Dm
Dm
My ex got a beamer, she want me to see it
D
D
I still ain't gon' see it, like, okay
Dm
Dm
I love when it ratchet,
I don't do her Patek
Gm
Gm
I still do the watches the old way
Dm
Dm
She think I'm conceited,
I'm thinkin' 'bout cheatin'
I don't do the flowers or roleplay
Now, how can I fold lookin'
at twenty million
This money don't come
with a probate
Mama, I said it'd be okay
Gm
Gm
I got this shit brackin' in
Verse 3
four days
Four eyes, four eyes, two eyes
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F
Switch sides, nigga be fresh out
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
Dm
Dm
Suicide doors, I suicide, suicide
Lambo body, who gon' stop me?
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D
Dm
Dm
Baby Keem is too wild
Function at the temple
Gm
Gm
Dm
Dm
Jesus pieces in the luau
Outro 1
Mr. Morale
Bm
Bm
D
D
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
Dm
Dm

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