Kendrick Lamar, Jay Rock - Death Around the Corner lyrics

I rather die on my mother fucking feet
'fore a nigga live on his knees
Twin Glocks in my palm back against
The wall I'm ready for war
My enemies die slow when I ride screaming
THUG LIFE pistol in the sky
Remember me as a real nigga when I go
The Hennessy got me riding
Dirty with my crew, nigga M-O-B
Pussy ass niggas better duck they tails
Niggas can hide when my squad
Bail nigga we ballin
Alizé and weed keept on callin'
Gotta get some more
Intoxicated got almost had me falling
Lemme hit the floor
World Wide MOB figures I bet you all
Of my niggas ready to die nigga
Can you feel me? World Wide MOB Figure
Don't even wear yo strap if you
Ain't ready to die nigga
My attitude like fuck it middle
Finger towards the public
Bringing buckets to all my adversaries
And I love it
My momma stress every night telling
Me to slow down
I said "Momma I'm in too deep
Ain't no turning back now"
Cause the niggas from the other
Side they want me dead
Catch me slipping roll up on me
Put a hole in my head
And the chronic just to got
Me even more paranoid
Looking out the window if they
Coming I'm ready for 'em
Just remember 2Pacalypse never ran from 'em
Ran to 'em eyes open with both guns dump'n
And till then tell them mother
Fuckers to strap up
Guns blazing when they act up

I see death around the corner
I see death around the corner
I see death around the corner
I see death around the corner
I see death around the corner

So I move way different than I used to
Eyes in back of my
Head everything bulletproof
Walking out the house cautious
Circle round the block twice before
My car park it
My allies despise my success so they
Got me watching my every step
No exaggeration I know I can
Feel the reapers breath
Hovering over me like a helicopter
Or a 747 on autopilot
All of my problems dissolve once I
Take control of my own destiny
Hop on my murder chart overcome the odds
This goes out to all my dogs
Just holler if you hear me like a
Charger made by dodge made by dodge
Just ask Pac what it's like
To be ready every night
AK-47 by the window aiming at car lights
For Makaveli the Mac is ready to explode
On any mother fucker who curse his soul
Death around the corner

I see death around the corner
I see death around the corner
I see death around the corner
I see death around the corner
I see death around the corner

I saw him near last week
In my Oldsmobile some niggas try to blast me
So I cocked back the 4-5 no lie
Let my trigger finger fly
Like Nigga Nigga die
Close call player haters wanna see me fall
I shows no mercy you better be ready for war
Fuck the law should I ride on my own two
No crew just see what this Mac-11 gon do
Plenty bodies gon be dropping soon
As I come through
Hop out let it rip head slugs go threw
BOW-BOW-BOW-BOW sound of my melody
Murder murder kill kill what them
Voices be telling me
Ever since a baby a nigga was living crazy
Age 13 playing with heaters
Ready for beef like
You want it you can get it
Anyway that you want it hit yah block
Parents get smoked fast like marijuana
I trust no one everyday I'm watching my back
It's a well known fact that I
See death around the corner