Kendrick Lamar - Good Morning America lyrics

Good morning, America (Ahh)
(Wake up, wake up, wake up)
The saga continues
Good morning, America (Ahh)
(Wake up, wake up, wake up)
'Cause as the gold Daytons spin
(Wake up, wake up, wake up) a new revelation
Good morning, America (Ahh)

Good morning, America a new day
We gotta hit the schedule ahead of us
The letter K, D-O T
Add a space like a Microsoft keypad
You can't see me, invisible ski mask
Poke the eyes out my beanie
Ghetto Zorro on the headlines, I leave
Feces, shit on niggas, nigga
My flow come in plural
Multiple of it, majority love it
I got the masses, meaning societies, public
Low Dickie shorts


LA fashion still holding grudges
Ain't forgot y'all killed Pac, niggas
Ain't forgot y'all left the
West Coast for dead
Tried to play it off like
The paramedics was coming
Instead, we dusted off
Pulled the bullet out our heads
Left a permanent scar for the
Whole world to recognize
California, economics, pay your taxes bitch

It's a new day
New chronic, new hundred spoke, new six tray
New Snoop, new 2Pac, new Doc Dre
A new West Coast to wake up to, Nate

Good morning, America
As a new day begins, the saga continues
A new breeze stepping in
I hope that you're ready
'Cause as the gold Daytons spin
Brings forth new life
A new revelation (The second coming is here)
Show you right

Oh, you done fucked up, baby
Young Kendrick, the grown up baby
On enough to acknowledge your fuck ups
Maybe I spare your life, maybe I won't
Maybe I give you the funk geroge Clinton
Bring my sentence like I got
A English major in it
This is higher academics, pay attention
Students
Niggas, what was you foolin' with a handgun?
Might as well have a harpoon, then
I carry two or more with
Me like I'm carpoolin'
We mobb deep when it's beef
I don't say "get 'em, " I say "move in"
SWAT team so aggressive
Turn a minor problem extreme
Kool-Aid red beam on top of my weapon
Notice my professionalism
I'm perfecting my craft
You niggas is half doin' your job
Insubordination
I'mma have the boss get you fired
Oh, I am the boss get terminated, bitch

It's a new day
New chronic, new hundred spoke, new six tray
New Snoop, new 2Pac, new Doc Dre
A new West Coast, don't wake up too late

Good morning, America
As a new day begins, the saga continues
A new breeze stepping in
I hope that you're ready
'Cause as the gold Daytons spin
Brings forth new life
A new revelation (The second coming is here)
Show you right

The moral is try your best to not
Collide with the best of 'em
I ain't talkin' 'bout you, I
Talk about Jay, Nas, and Em
Crème de la crème, homie
Pockets fat, hand boney how is that?
Kinda ironic, the West Coast, I underline it
Make him my priority, in orderly fashion
I ain't livin' in nobody lasted in time
Nobody closing your blinds
The sun is shining, bitch

It's a new day
New chronic, new hundred spoke, new six tray
New Snoop, new 2Pac, new Doc Dre
A new West Coast, don't wake up too late

Good morning, America
As a new day begins, the saga continues
A new breeze stepping in
I hope that you're ready
'Cause as the gold Daytons spin
Brings forth new life
A new revelation (The second coming is here)
Show you right

My nigga, hahahaha
Roll your window down, start there ahahaha
See, you gotta hear the street
You gotta be snortin', you know
You gotta taste that shit, feel that
Learn that shit, brotha learn that shit
That shit will get you killed
These mothafuckas plottin' all kinds of
Shit behind your back shit