Kendrick Lamar - A Little Appalled lyrics

[Kendrick Lamar - A Little Appalled lyrics]

Gimme that '94 Puff shit, Ali
I'm so appalled, Louis Vuitton draws
The shit, a booth for me is a bathroom stall
If you're not fond of me, you're comedy
Little Duval
I have a lot of flaws, I'm human before all
I wake up in the morning smell some coffee
Then tell your bitch to get off me
Mos Def, word to every autopsy
Man that boy bad, man that boy spaz
'Til he crash like Sandra Bullock
And Luda on the ave
He changed his name, he a conscious rapper
Naw mutha'fucka I'm just Compton's rapper
I might spit some intricate shit
For retards not to get
But really I'm just as
Rude as Marshall Mathers
Is that a contradiction? He
Contradicting himself again?
Of course that's a contradiction
The fuck you think life is?
We not like like Christ is
We all want ices and devices to make
The bitches say I like this
People don't understand why I went southpaw
I looked in the mirror and said
I can't be like y'all
I can't be like Game, I can't be like Eazy
To get in this rap game
I know it won't be easy
Cause my shit different i know
He from Compton, where he from
Have he killed before?
Truth is, I ain't the most ruthless
But I'm not cupid before she had two kids my
Momma worked two gigs to get out Chicago
To move right back to another ghetto
On Sante Fe playing the lotto
I used to want a champagne two door Tahoe
Until I seen that same truck shot by five-o
Dead with his eyes closed
Y'all should've seen him
Off a gallon of cough syrup
But rifles had leaned him
That's why these tough rappers man
I don't believe 'em y'all wanna be 'em
I wanna grab bats and beat 'em
So they can feel the pain
Of the blocks I'm from
Where my heart turned numb
And the powder and the shells
Come up off that gun come up off your chain
Or come up off your life
And have a fatherless son
It's the syllabus for the
Ignorant militant mind
'quivalent crimes for jail sentencin'
No one preventin' this war
You sure, you sure
Sure as the edges on every ocean
Now let's explore
The Kendrick Lamar LP I been
Promotin' for 'bout a month
Don't worry it's comin' soon, like a fast nut
I never be gassed up
Some labels they passed up
Now the industry crashin'
I guess they got bad luck your bad
You don't write neither? There
Goes another fad shit I write ether
I get it in like the Vanna on
Wheel of Fortune forcin' your forfeit
With the strength of the prime
Forces of four fork lifts
This is very extra necessary
This extra scary, this is Amityville
This the Exorcist on ecstasy pills
And if I can't do it my integrity will
Head dog wishes, every Compton bitch is
I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous
Fucking ridiculous
They all got a fat ass but lower case titties
Now I gotta mix and match, jungle fever
White and black double D, Brittney
Becky get your mouth intact
Reg call 'em Jabberjaw
She gon' hop skip and jog
Just to read my twitter blog
Man these hoes pitiful
And to you bloggers that say I'm weak
You know how long I took
To chop this fuckin' beat?
Y'all don't 'preciate shit
All y'all do is hate shit
And if I don't say shit y'all
Still say I ain't shit and that's ridiculous
I mean that shit is fucking ridiculous

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