• Backseat Freestyle
  • Bitch, Don’t Kill My Vibe
  • King Kunta
  • Poetic Justice
  • A.D.H.D
  • Swimming Pools (Drank)
  • i
  • The Art of Peer Pressure
  • Alright
  • Swimming Pools (Drank) (extended version)
  • m.A.A.d city
  • good kid
  • Money Trees
  • Sherane a.k.a Master Splinter’s Daughter
  • Hol' Up
  • The Blacker the Berry
  • Wesley's Theory
  • u
  • Sing About Me, I'm Dying of Thirst
  • HiiiPower
  • Rigamortus
  • These Walls
  • Momma
  • Hood Politics
  • Institutionalized
  • Ronald Reagan Era
  • You Ain't Gotta Lie (Momma Said)
  • Chapter Six
  • HUMBLE.
  • Ignorance Is Bliss
  • Tammy's Song (Her Evils)
  • How Much a Dollar Cost
  • For Free? - Interlude
  • Mortal Man
  • Compton
  • Chapter Ten
  • DNA.
  • Complexion (A Zulu Love)
  • Average Joe
  • Blow My High (Members Only)
  • Money Trees (feat. Jay Rock)
  • Real
  • m.A.A.d city (feat. MC Eiht)
  • BLOOD.
  • ELEMENT.
  • YAH.
  • For Sale? - Interlude
  • FEEL.
  • The Recipe
  • PRIDE.

[Now I don't give up a fuck if you
Black, White, Asian, Hispanic, Goddammit
Yellow P, Sugar P, Fuck your ethnicity, nigga]

[Verse 1]
Fire burning inside my eyes
This the music that saved my life
Y'all be calling it hip-hop
I be calling it hypnotize
Yeah, hypnotize
Trapped my body but freed my mind
What the fuck is you fighting for?
Ain't nobody gonna win at war
My details be retail
Man, I got so much in store
Rasicism is still alive
Yellow tape and colored lines
Fuck that, nigga look at that line
It's sold out first day
Getting off work
And they wanna see Kendrick
Everybody can't drive Benz's, and I been there
So it make it my business, staying giving my
Full attention. 10-hut!
Man, I gotta get my wind up
Man, gotta get down with God
Cause I got my sins up
Matter of fact, don't mistake me
For no fucking rapper
They sit backstage and hide
Behind the fucking cameras
I mosh pit
Had a microphone and I tossed it
Had a brain, then I lost it
I'm out of my mind, so don't
You mind how much the cost is
Penny for my thoughts
Everybody, please hold up your wallets
Yeah man, I'm the mailman
Can't you tell, man?
Going postal, never freeze up
When I approach you
That's star struck and roast you, oh my..

[Verse 2]
I'm tired of y'all
Cause everybody lie to y'all
Do you believe it?
Recognize them false achievements
It's treason and I'm Tylenol
I knock out when you knock it off
Knock on the doors of opportunity
I'm too involved, I'm no activist
I'm no Einstein before calculus
I was kicking in Math
Dropping that science
Like an alchemist, and I be
Kicking that ass
Lyrically, I'm UFC, if a UFO
Had came for me
I'mma come back with the head of an alien
Don't alienate, my dreams
Get it right, get a life
I got 2
That's a metaphor for the
Big shit I do, boy
TMI, TSA, man I'm fly
Put wings on my back
That a plane or angel? Both
Like a pilot with a halo - whoa..
Gross..

I don't mean, nothing
So many things come through
Them, Him, Her, You
Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm
I'm just a messenger
Yeah I know life's a bitch
Get the best of her
Put them 3's up
They notice that we up
HiiiPower and the power and the people
And if they don't believe us
They'll die

[Now I don't give up a fuck if you
Black, White, Asian, Hispanic, Goddammit
Yellow P, Sugar P, Fuck your ethnicity, nigga]
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