Untitled 07 (2014 - 2016) Lyrics - Untitled Unmastered. - Kendrick Lamar

Pimp pimp! (horray!) 

Pimp pimp! (horray!) 

(Horray!) 

Pimp pimp! (horray!) 

(horray!) 

Love won't get you high as this 

Drugs won't get you high as this 

Fame won't get you high as this 

Chains won't get you high as this 

Juice won't get you high as this 

Crew won't get you high as this 

Hate won't get you high as this 

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate 

Love won't get you high as this 

Drugs won't get high as this 

Fame won't get you high as this 

Chains won't get you high as this 

Juice won't get you high as this 

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate 

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Life won't get you high like this here, no 

He won't get you high like this here, no 

She won't get you high like this here, no 

For freedom won't get you high like this here, no 

Two keys won't get you high, no, no, no 

Bentleys won't get you high, like, no 

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate 

Life won't get you high, no, no, no 

He won't get you high, no, no, no 

She won't get you high, no, no, no 

For free won't get you high, no, no, no 

Two keys won't get you high, no, no, no 

Bentleys won't get you high, no, no, no 

Bars won't get you high, no, no, no 

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate 

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Shut your fuckin' mouth and get some cash, you bitch, you 

You be in your feelings, I be in my bag, you bitch, you 

Santa's reindeer better have some ass, you bitch, you 

Everything I'm working, gotta be the gas, you bitch, you 

Shut your fuckin' mouth and get some cash, you bitch 

You be in your feelings, I be in my bag, you bitch 

Santa's reindeer better have some ass, you bitch 

Everything I'm working, gotta be the 

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate 

Me don't want problems, me don't want problems 

Me don't want tricks, me don't want tricks 

Me do want dollars, me do want dollars 

Me want it big, me do want dollars 

Me don't want problems, me ride Impalas 

Me don't want tricks, me don't want tricks 

Me do want dollars, me don't want tricks 

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate 

We don't want problems, we don't want problems 

We don't want tricks, we don't want tricks 

We do want dollars, we do want dollars 

We do it big, we don't want problems 

We do it big, we don't want problems 

We do it big, we don't want tricks 

We don't want problems, we don't want problems 

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate 

Compton is where I'm from 

Is where I'm from, is where I'm from 

Yeah, yeah 

Young Egypt 

Look, look 

I feel like Pacino in Godfather, I'm charged 

Our father who art in Heaven, Kendrick at large 

Came in the game with a plan of beatin' the odds 

What an accomplishment, broken promises 

Kept my focus anonymous 'til I dealt with the consequence 

The greatest and latest mogul, you know what time it is 

You niggas fear me like y'all fear God 

You sound frantic, I hear panic in your voice 

Just know the mechanics of making your choice and writin' your bars 

Before you poke out your chest, loosen your bra 

Before you step out of line and dance with the star 

I could never end a career if it never start 

The murderous capital, avenues lookin' like evil dead zombies 

With batteries to the head 

The flattery of watchin' my stock rise 

The salary, the compensation tripled my cock size 

I run through these stop signs with no brake fluid 

Just premium gas, do it for dolo 

Crash markets and prejudiced tags, look at my photo 

Black excellence, pessimist died countin' my coin 

Hope it's evident that I inspired a thousand emcees to do better 

I blew cheddar on youth centers, buildings and Bimmers and blue leather 

Forcasted my future, this is the future 

The mastermind until my next album, more power to you 

Gunshots 

Come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on 

This is a fifteen minute song 

We're just jammin' out, we on stage 

Taz, we just jammin' out 

Hundred thousand 

Hundred thousand, you gotta see it! 

Look, look, look, go back to the down note 

They all sing this shit, everybody 

Now I don't let you down, and for 

You see, you see, you see, you see 

But I don't shake you down, dog for you, you, you, you 

They say the government ain't the truth, truth, truth, truth 

And the politicians always mislead the youth, youth, youth, youth 

But head is the answer 

Head is the future 

Don't second guess yourself 

Come on, give me some help 

Hey one more time, band, I need y'all to help me out right now 

Head is the answer 

Head is the future, it's the future, that nigga said 

Don't second guess yourself 

Come on, give me some help 

Say come on, come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, my background singing 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on 

I said, girl you make me wanna uh 

The whole screaming now 

I said baby you make. 

You make me wanna just AHHH! 

Baby you got me speechless right now 

Laughs 

I gotta take it there, I ain't even playin' no more 

Said you just make me wanna Drake you down 

To the ground, to the ground ground 

Like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam 

You just make me wanna Drake you down 

Down, around like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam 

And baby if your mama's around, if your mama's around 

If your mama's around, if your mama's around 

Tell her, tell her 

No discrimination, she's young nigga chasin' 

And she can get this dick too! 

I said come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on 

Yeah, nigga 

You gotta do it, man 

We gonna lay that shit 

We gonna lay that shit, and watch what it's gon' do