Kendrick Lamar - Hood Politics lyrics

K-Dot, pick up the phone, nigga
Every time I call, it's going to voicemail
Don't tell me they got you
On some weirdo rap shit, nigga
No socks and skinny jeans and shit, ha
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haha
Call me on Shaniqua's phone!

I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo boo
Your home boy, your block that you're from
Boo boo
Lil hoes you went to school with, boo boo
Baby mama and your new bitch, boo boo
We was in the hood
Fourteen with the deuce-deuce
Fourteen years later, going hard
Like we used to, on the dead homies
On the dead homies

I don't give a fuck about no politics in rap
My nigga our lil' homie Stunna Deuce
Ain't never comin' back, my nigga
So you better go hard every
Time you jump on wax, my nigga
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, your
Shit is where it's at, my nigga
Came in this game
You stuck your fangs in this game
You wore no chain in this game, your hood
Your name in this game now you double up
Time to bubble up the bread and huddle up
Stickin' to the scripts, now, here
If them Benjamins go cuddle up
Skip, hop, drip, drop
Flip, flop with the white tube sock
It goes, "Sherm sticks, burn this"
That's what the product smell like
When the chemicals mix
50-nigga salute, out the Compton zoo
With the extras
El Co's, Monte Carlos, Road Kings
And dressers rip Ridaz, P-Funkers, Mexicans
They fuck with you
Asians, they fuck with you
Nobody can fuck with you

I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo boo
Your homeboy, your block that you're from
Boo boo
Lil hoes you went to school with, boo boo
Baby mama and your new bitch, boo boo
We was in the hood
Fourteen with the deuce-deuce
Fourteen years later, going hard
Like we used to, on the dead homies
On the dead homies

Hopped out the Caddy, just got my dick sucked
The little homies called and said
"The enemies done cliqued up"
Oh, yeah? Puto want to
Squabble with mi barrio?
Oh, yeah? Tell 'em they can
Run it for the cardio
Oh, yeah? Everything is everything
It's scandalous
Slow motion for the ambulance
The project filled with cameras
The LAPD gamblin', scramblin'
Football numbers slanderin'
Niggas' names on paper you
Snitched all summer
Streets don’t fail me now
They tell me it's a new gang in town
From Compton to Congress
Set-trippin’ all around
Ain't nothin' new but a flu
Of new Demo-Crips and Re-Blood-icans
Red state versus a blue state
Which one you governin'?
They give us guns and drugs, call us thugs
Make it they promise to fuck with you
No condom, they fuck with you, Obama say
"What it do?"

Obama say, "What it do?"
Obama say, "What it do?"
Obama say, "What it do?"

I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo boo
Your homeboy, your block that you're from
Boo boo
Lil hoes you went to school with, boo boo
Baby mama and your new bitch, boo boo
We was in the hood
Fourteen with the deuce-deuce
Fourteen years later, going hard
Like we used to, on the dead homies
On the dead homies

Everybody want to talk about who
This and who that
Who the realest and who wack
Or who white or who black
Critics want to mention that they
Miss when hip-hop was rappin'
Motherfucker, if you did
Then Killer Mike'd be platinum
Y’all priorities fucked up
Put energy in wrong shit
Hennessy and Crown Vic
My memory been gone since
Don’t ask about no camera
Blocking at award shows
No, don’t ask about my bitch, no
Don’t ask about my Vogues
'Less you askin' me about power, yeah
I got a lot of it
I'm the only nigga next to Snoop
That can push the button
Had the Coast on standby "K dot
What up? I heard they
Opened up Pandora’s box"
I box ‘em all in, by a landslide
Nah, homie, we too sensitive
It spill out to the streets
I make the call and get the Coast involved
Then history repeats
But I resolved inside that private hall
While sitting down with Jay he said
"It's funny how one verse could
Fuck up the game"

I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo boo

I remember you was conflicted
Misusing your influence
Sometimes I did the same
Abusing my power full of resentment
Resentment that turned into a deep depression
Found myself screaming in a hotel room
I didn't want to self-destruct
The evils of Lucy was all around me
So I went running for answers
Until I came home
But that didn't stop survivors guilt
Going back and forth
Trying to convince myself the
Stripes I earned
Or maybe how A-1 my foundation was
But while my loved ones was
Fighting a continuous war back in the city
I was entering a new one