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Cartoon & Cereal Lyrics - Pre-good Kid In A Mad City - Kendrick Lamar

I wanna hit line drives... 

Wanna lose weight and keep eating... 

For you... 

Hey, whats up doc? 

 

Now I was raised in a sandbox, next to you and her 

You was holding the handgun, she was giving birth 

To a baby boy to be just like you, I-I wonder what's that worth 

I-I wonder if you ever knew you was a role model to me first 

The next day I-I woke up in the morning, seen you on the news 

Looked in the mirror, then realized I-I-I had something to prove 

You told me, "Don't be like me, just finish watching cartoons" 

Which is funny now cause all I see is Wile E. Coyotes in the room 

 

And I run it, (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) 

And I run it, (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) 

 

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And I run it, (Yeah! Blow!) 

And I run it, (Yeah! Blow!) 

That's ironic, (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) 

I run it, (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) 

 

That's ironic, (Y-Yeah! Blow!) 

I run it, (Yeah! Blow! Yeah!) 

Salt all in my wounds 

Hear my tears all in my tunes 

Let my life loose in this booth 

Just for you, mothafucka, hope y'all amused 

And I run it, (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) And I run it, (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) 

And I run it, (Y-Yeah! Blow!) 

And I run it, (Yeah! Blow!) 

That's ironic 

 

Liberation... leader... 

Popular pie plant pictured here... 

Wile E. Coyote! Wile E. Coyote! 

 

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This shit make a nigga just wanna write 

Reminisce when I had the morning appetite 

Apple Jacks and after that I hit the TV Guide 

Animaniac the only thing that gave me peace of mind 

I'm a maniac when aiming at the enemy that lied 

Tell a story that I'll never grow to 25 

Not to worry, every warrior will come and see euphoria 

And that's a covenant I put on every tribe 

Ain't nobody gon' tie your shoe 

Nobody gon' abide by your rule 

Nobody holding your gun, how come your tongue say killa then kill my mood 

Light speed living in the world you know 

Little old me, feeling like a live wire 

Bet I put some new tires on a lightning bolt 

'Til I wreck into a pole, like a right to vote 

I'm from the bottom of the jungle 

Living in the bottom of the food chain 

When you get a new chain, nigga take it from you 

A new name, want stripes, and you a zebra look-alike 

 

Hope another homicide don't numb you and none do 

Things we will never learn soon 

In the era where we wanna earn soon 

That's a error, you can smell it in the air and everybody really doomed 

That's why I'm backdooring you motherfuckas 

All y'all can suck my dick 

All them days at the county building 

Now I'm 'bout to make my mama rich 

Cartoons and (cereal!) I ain't felt this (good since!) 

Scrooge McDuck, (here we go!) 

Elementary hood shit 

 

Now I was raised in a sandbox, next to you and her 

You was holding the hangun, she was giving birth 

To a baby boy to be just like you, I-I wonder what's that worth 

I-I wonder if you knew you was a role model to me first 

 

The next day I-I woke up in the morning, seen you on the news 

Looked in the mirror, then realized I-I-I had something to prove 

You told me "Don't be like me, just finish watching cartoons" 

Which is funny now cause all I see is Wile E Coyotes in the room 

 

And I run it, (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) 

And I run it, (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) 

And I run it, (Yeah! Blow!) 

And I run it, (Yeah! Blow!) 

That's ironic, (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) 

I run it, (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) 

That's ironic, (Y-Yeah! Blow!) 

And I run it, (Yeah! Blow! Yeah!) 

Salt all in my wounds 

Hear my tears all in my tunes 

Let my life loose in this booth 

Just for you, mothafucka, hope y'all amused 

And I run, (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) 

And I run it, (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) 

And I run it, (Y-Yeah! Blow!) 

And I run it, (Yeah! Blow!) 

That's ironic 

 

This shit make a nigga just wanna shit on everybody 

Even with a pot to piss in 

I'mma aim sloppy at a loud mouth, discharge 

Dismiss any business of yours 

 

Discounts never did amount to a check 

That ya ass couldn't cash when the shit bounce 

Everything dismounts, niggas gon' flip that car 

AKs for the whole hood 

House lick went down perfect 

Two shots to the head he deserved it 

I overheard it hit my bed with a bowl and remote control 

Dark Wing Duck lost service 

Mama said I'd better duck, she's nervous 

Drama all up in the cut, hit the curtains 

I mean don't intervene with no gun machine 

This block stay jerking, the feds stay lurkin' 

Emerging on everbody corner (dash for it) 

Get a toe tag when you play tag with a task of a new (task force) 

Everybody wanna know my life 

How did I make it (past yours) 

 

Well let me tell you like this 

I've been running this shit since I (asked for) 

Cartoons and cereal 

 

Now I was raised in a sandbox, next to you and her 

You was holding the handgun, she was giving birth 

To a baby boy to be just like you, I-I wonder what's that worth 

I-I wonder if you knew you was a role model to me first 

The next day I-I woke up in the morning, seen you on the news 

Looked in the mirror, then realized I-I-I had something to prove 

You told me "Don't be like me, just finish watching cartoons" 

Which is funny now cause all I see is Wile E Coyotes in the room 

 

And I run it 

 

Salt all in my wounds 

Hear my tears all in my tunes 

Let my life loose in this booth just for you 

Mothafucka hope y'all amused! 

I did wrong, karma came 

Crackers gave me ball and chain 

Friends, enemies all the same 

State, fed, both can hang 

Nobody can mute me 

But I never said nobody can't shoot me 

Just another stat to the white folks 

 

Still whip work to the white yolk, absolutely! 

Everyday feel like the one before 

Hunt the money, don't hunt the ho 

If you do what you always done 

Then you get what you always got 

You dumb buffoons! 

I ain't seen the back of my eyelids 

For about the past 72 hours 

Hand on my heart, face to the hood 

I pledge every word you ever heard was honest 

Yeah this me, no mic 

No cameras, no lights, just pain 

Mama, how much trauma can I sustain? 

Dirty money come with lots of stains 

Road to riches come with lots of lanes 

Just another player with lots of game 

Never had shit, got lots to gain... 

 

Just another player with lots of game 

Never had shit, got lots to gain 

 

(To Be Continued) 

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