Kendrick Lamar, GLC - Poe Mans Dreams (His Vice) lyrics
[Kendrick Lamar, GLC - Poe Mans Dreams His Vice lyrics]
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
I used to want to see
The penitentiary way after elementary
Thought it was cool to look the judge
In the face when he sentenced me
Since my uncles was institutionalized
My intuition had said I was
Suited for family ties
My mama is stressin', my daddy tired
I need me a weapon, these niggas ride
Every minute, hour, and second
Ministers tried to save me
How I'm gon' listen when I
Don't even hear God?
Heaven or hell, base it all on my instincts
My hands dirty
You worried 'bout mud in your sink
You like to mistake a street
Nigga for real nigga
The same nigga that kill with
You'll squeal with you
I deal with you like my son, stare at the sun
And you'll be looking in my eyes, homie
Stand for something or fall for anything
And you working with two left
Feet at the skating rink
But anyway, this for my niggas
Uncles, twenty-three hours
Sendin' me pictures i want you to know that
I'm so determined to blow
That you hear the music I wrote
Hope it get you off death row
You came home to a pocket full of stones
A Metro PC phone, then you went back in
So when I touch the pen
The pen is in my view
I'ma get it right, just so you
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
And I do this for the city
Got some Hennessy and my real niggas with me
Fuck the police
They gon' have to come and get me
If it feel good to you, holler if you hear me
You like to mistake a street
Nigga for real nigga
The same nigga that kill with
You'll squeal with you
I like to start it out from
The bottom and build with you
Be on my last dollar and
Split the bill with you
I'm twenty-three with morals and
Plans of living cordial
Not rich, but wealthy
There's nothing you can tell me
My killings are not remorseful
The city got my back, and for that
I give them my torso
You think about it and don't call me lyrical
'Cause really I'm just a nigga
That's evil and spiritual
I know some rappers using big words
To make they similes curve
My simplest shit be more pivotal
I penetrate the hearts of
Good kids and criminals
Worrisome individuals that live life critical
So won't you bear witness while I bare feet?
So you can walk in my shoes
And get to know me
But anyway, this for my pops
On his lunch break eating in that parking lot
On "Wanna Be Heard
" probably thought he worked my nerves
But really he was stressing me
Gettin' what I deserve
Somebody said my name on the radio
He ain't know I was ready
For the world that minute
So the next time he roll up
And drop grams in it
He probably be out of work, laid back
While he
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
And I do this for the city
Got some Hennessy and my real niggas with me
Fuck the police
They gon' have to come and get me
If it feel good to you, holler if you hear me
Church is definitely on the move and now we
Done took it up to the cathedral
'Cause the ism is enormous
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
We out here rotating under the five P's
Proper preparation prevents poor performance
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
Doing my thing 'cause I'm rotating
With my speakers thumping
From the Windy City streets all the way
Out here to the streets of Compton
Know what I'm talking 'bout?
Church is definitely on the move
And we gon' continue
To hustle and grow and develop by far
As I rotate with my true player partner
By the name of Kendrick Lamar
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
This is the ism, this is the vision
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
Gotta get up off your ass and get it, man
That's the only way your pockets gon' expand
I tell you everyday
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
Apply yourself to supply your wealth
Only limitations you'll ever have are those
That you place upon yourself
Church is definitely on the move
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
Exercise your ism
And don't depend on no one else
Cathedral, church, ism
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
I used to want to see
The penitentiary way after elementary
Thought it was cool to look the judge
In the face when he sentenced me
Since my uncles was institutionalized
My intuition had said I was
Suited for family ties
My mama is stressin', my daddy tired
I need me a weapon, these niggas ride
Every minute, hour, and second
Ministers tried to save me
How I'm gon' listen when I
Don't even hear God?
Heaven or hell, base it all on my instincts
My hands dirty
You worried 'bout mud in your sink
You like to mistake a street
Nigga for real nigga
The same nigga that kill with
You'll squeal with you
I deal with you like my son, stare at the sun
And you'll be looking in my eyes, homie
Stand for something or fall for anything
And you working with two left
Feet at the skating rink
But anyway, this for my niggas
Uncles, twenty-three hours
Sendin' me pictures i want you to know that
I'm so determined to blow
That you hear the music I wrote
Hope it get you off death row
You came home to a pocket full of stones
A Metro PC phone, then you went back in
So when I touch the pen
The pen is in my view
I'ma get it right, just so you
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
And I do this for the city
Got some Hennessy and my real niggas with me
Fuck the police
They gon' have to come and get me
If it feel good to you, holler if you hear me
You like to mistake a street
Nigga for real nigga
The same nigga that kill with
You'll squeal with you
I like to start it out from
The bottom and build with you
Be on my last dollar and
Split the bill with you
I'm twenty-three with morals and
Plans of living cordial
Not rich, but wealthy
There's nothing you can tell me
My killings are not remorseful
The city got my back, and for that
I give them my torso
You think about it and don't call me lyrical
'Cause really I'm just a nigga
That's evil and spiritual
I know some rappers using big words
To make they similes curve
My simplest shit be more pivotal
I penetrate the hearts of
Good kids and criminals
Worrisome individuals that live life critical
So won't you bear witness while I bare feet?
So you can walk in my shoes
And get to know me
But anyway, this for my pops
On his lunch break eating in that parking lot
On "Wanna Be Heard
" probably thought he worked my nerves
But really he was stressing me
Gettin' what I deserve
Somebody said my name on the radio
He ain't know I was ready
For the world that minute
So the next time he roll up
And drop grams in it
He probably be out of work, laid back
While he
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
And I do this for the city
Got some Hennessy and my real niggas with me
Fuck the police
They gon' have to come and get me
If it feel good to you, holler if you hear me
Church is definitely on the move and now we
Done took it up to the cathedral
'Cause the ism is enormous
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
We out here rotating under the five P's
Proper preparation prevents poor performance
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
Doing my thing 'cause I'm rotating
With my speakers thumping
From the Windy City streets all the way
Out here to the streets of Compton
Know what I'm talking 'bout?
Church is definitely on the move
And we gon' continue
To hustle and grow and develop by far
As I rotate with my true player partner
By the name of Kendrick Lamar
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
This is the ism, this is the vision
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
Gotta get up off your ass and get it, man
That's the only way your pockets gon' expand
I tell you everyday
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
Apply yourself to supply your wealth
Only limitations you'll ever have are those
That you place upon yourself
Church is definitely on the move
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
Exercise your ism
And don't depend on no one else
Cathedral, church, ism
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