- Kendrick Lamar King Kunta 歌詞
- Kendrick Lamar
- I got a bone to pick
I dont want you monkey mouth motherfuckers sittin in my throne again
(Aye aye nigga whats happenin nigga, K Dot back in the hood nigga)
Im mad (He mad), but I aint stressin
True friends, one question
Bitch where you when I was walkin?
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin, King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta
Black man taking no losses
Bitch where you when I was walkin?
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin, King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
When you got the yams (Whats the yams?)
The yam is the power that be
You can smell it when Im walking down the street
(Oh yes we can, oh yes we can)
I can dig rapping, but a rapper with a ghost writer?
What the fuck happened? (Oh no) I swore I wouldnt tell
But most of yall share bars, like you got the bottom bunk in a two man cell
(A two man cell)
Somethings in the water (Somethings in the water)
And if I got a brown nose for some gold then Id rather be a bum than a motherfuckin baller
Bitch where you when I was walkin?
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin, King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta
Black man taking no losses
Bitch where you when I was walkin?
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin, King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
When you got the yams (Whats the yams?)
The yam brought it out of Richard Pryor
Manipulated Bill Clinton with desires
24/7, 365 days times two
I was contemplatin gettin on stage
Just to go back to the hood see my enemies and say...
Bitch where you when I was walkin?
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin, King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta
Black man taking no losses
Bitch where you when I was walkin?
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin, King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
(You goat mouth mammy fucker)
I was gonna kill a couple rappers but they did it to themselves
Everybodys suicidal they dont even need my help
This shit is elementary, Ill probably go to jail
If I shoot at your identity and bounce to the left
Stuck a flag in my city, everybodys screamin 'Compton'
I should probably run for Mayor when Im done, to be honest
And I put that on my Mama and my baby boo too
Twenty million walkin out the court buildin, woo woo!
Ah yeah, fuck the judge
I made it past 25 and there I was
A little nappy headed nigga with the world behind him
Life aint shit but a fat vagina
Screamin 'Annie are you ok? Annie are you ok?'
Limo tinted with the gold plates
Straight from the bottom, this the belly of the beast
From a peasant to a prince to a motherfuckin king
Bitch where was you when I was-
*POP*
(By the time you hear the next pop, the funk shall be within you)
*POP*
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin, King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, (King) Kunta
Black man taking no losses
Bitch where was you when I was walkin
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin, King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
(Funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk)
We want the funk
We want the funk
( Now if I give you the funk, you gon take it)
We want the funk
(Now if I give you the funk, you gon take it)
We want the funk
(Now if I give you the funk, you gon take it)
We want the funk
(Do you want the funk?)
We want the funk
(Do you want the funk?)
We want the funk
(Now if I give you the funk, you gon take it)
We want the funk
I remember you was conflicted, misusing your influence
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