Good Kid Lyrics - Good Kid, Maad City - Kendrick Lamar

Mass hallucination, baby 

Ill education, baby 

Want to reconnect with your elations 

This is your station, baby 

Look inside these walls 

And you see I'm havin' withdrawals of a prisoner on his way 

Trapped inside your desire to fire bullets that stray 

Track attire just tell you I'm tired and ran away 

I should ask a choir "What do you require 

To sing a song that acquire me to have faith?" 

As the record spin I should pray 

For the record, I recognize that I'm easily prey 

I got ate alive yesterday 

I got animosity buildin', it's probably big as a buildin' 

Me jumpin' off of the roof is me just playin' it safe 

But what am I 'posed to do when the topic is red or blue 

And you understand that I ain't? 

But know I'm accustomed to just a couple that look for trouble 

And live in the street with rank 

No better picture to paint than me walkin' from bible study 

And called his homies because he had said he noticed my face 

From a function that tooken place, they was wonderin' if I bang 

Step on my neck and get blood on your Nike checks 

I don't mind cause one day you'll respect the good kid, m.A.A.d city 

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Mass hallucination, baby 

Ill education, baby 

Want to reconnect with your elations 

This is your station, baby 

All I see is strobe lights, blinding me in my hindsight 

Finding me by myself, promise me you can help 

In all honesty I got time to be copacetic until 

You had finally made decision to hold me against my will 

It was like a head on collision that folded me standing still 

I can never pick out the difference and grade a cop on the bill 

Every time you clock in the morning, I feel you just want to kill 

All my innocence while ignoring my purpose to persevere as a better person 

I know you heard this and probably in fear 

But what am I supposed to do with the blinking of red and blue 

Flash from the top of your roof and your dog has to say woof 

And you ask, "Lift up your shirt" cause you wonder if a tattoo 

Of affiliation can make it a pleasure to put me through 

Gang files, but that don't matter because the matter is racial profile 

I heard them chatter: "He's probably young but I know that he's down" 

Step on his neck as hard as your bullet proof vest 

He don't mind, he know we'll never respect, the good kid, m.A.A.d. city 

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Mass hallucination, baby 

Ill education, baby 

Want to reconnect with your elations 

This is your station, baby 

All I see in this room: 20's, Xannies and these 'shrooms 

Grown-up candy for pain, can we live in a sane society 

It's entirely stressful upon my brain 

You hired me as a victim, I quietly hope for change 

When violence is the rhythm, inspired me to obtain 

The silence in this room with 20's, Xannies and 'shrooms 

Some grown-up candy I lost it, I feel it's nothing to lose 

The streets sure to release the worst side of my best 

Don't mind, cause now you ever in debt to good kid, m.A.A.d. city 

Mass hallucination, baby 

Ill education, baby 

Want to reconnect with your elations 

This is your station, baby