Bet Cypher Lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

I hate y'all, I'd do anything to replace y'all, shout out to Face Mob 

A ghetto boy 'til I'm unemployed with a day job 

And kicking boxes, I kick ass and then kick knowledge 

I'm way more polished than 99% of the scholars you thought had graduated 

I'm the master that masturbated on ya favorite MC 

'Til the industry had wanted me assassinated 

You either corny or an opportunist 

I let you eat now go back to church and steal crackers at communion 

What I been doing? I'm about to crack the Da Vinci Code, yeah 

Yeah, and nothing's been the same since they dropped Control 

And tucked a sensitive rapper back in his pajama clothes 

Ha-ha, joke's on you, high-five 

I'm bulletproof, your shots will never penetrate 

Pin a tail on a donkey, boy, you been a fake 

I got my thumb on Hip Hop and my foot in the back of yo ass 

Aftermath get the last laugh 

I serve niggas like Master Geoffrey 

Jump on this curb turn a shot in a verb if you let me 

You know I'm a killer, I'm on ya head, you know I'm a killa 

The West Coast cosa nostra under oath 'til it's over 

Ya over owe us so what the fuck? 

I fuck you niggas up, I fuck you niggas up, she suck and fuck 

I fuckin' duck you fuckin' niggas like when I want 

You going dutch, you going fuckkin' nuts 

Acting irrational, pop you then pop an Adderall 

Know the drill like a lateral, nigga 

I'm more Pappy Mason than Pastor Mason 

Pacing (undefined) and forth, racing my thoughts on embracing data 

I spilled blood on my apron cooking this shit up 

I feel like some of y'all is hating 

Quite frankly ya bitch booty should thank me for grabbing it 

Turn these hoodrats to actresses, what a magic trick? 

Accidents never happen when murder's involved 

Emaculate tactics so follow me, if you need me just call on me 

I say "Hold up wait a minute" 

Your career ain't shit less you got some Kendrick in it 

Ya pussy ain't shit, ain't no rumors left on my dick 

'Less you look like Jordin Sparks, make my mark on the cunt, muah 

Hollywood's been good to me little hood nigga used to pawn mom's jewelry 

Family jewels big as fuck and I got the balls to say it 

Balls deep, ballin out till spalding need a replacement 

And I'm outchea, the rest of your mouth chea 

Invest in a vest, a Vietnam vet when you out near 

The White court building spilling its Merlot 

Fillin' a woman, pimp the industry 

Remember these Stacy Adams and furcoats, sYa scared to death, scared to look in the mirror when Kendrick is near ya 

King Kendrick 

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