Kendrick Lamar - Ignant lyrics

[Verse 1: Ammo, Tha Warchild] They knew he was West Coast when he walked thru the door In all g**n attire bodies parked on the floor Rag in his back pocket, n***a, dare him to trip Faded and a**ociated with the Bloods and Crips Ask questions if you want to, two to ya dome I stay making donations to the funeral home I gotta aim like a marksman, bet he leave crawlin' Afghanistan spitters on anything walkin' n***a known to keep the burner with some extra shots I let my mothaf**in' tech play connect the dots Same who*es and gang wars, time to settle the score Hit 'em all with the black talons, leave 'em dead on the floor You f**ing with psycho, like no other With a nine in my pocket and the mind of a hustler Certified riders, Comp-town's finest You should rewind this, warhoggz behind this [Hook: Ammo, Tha Warchild] They say we ignant (n***a, what!?) They say we ignant (What it do!?) They say we ignant (What it is!?) They say we ignant (n***a, what!?) They say we ignant (What it do!?) They say we ignant (What it is!?) They say we ignant (n***a, what!?) They say we ignant (What it do!?) [Verse 2: Vincent Maggiano] I don't wanna pop pistols, have something hot hit you Plus I'm running from the feds, got kids in block issues What you gon' do when yo' homies is not with you? Cut out yo' eyes, mail 'em to yo' mom's in box tissue You are not official, I don't do it 'less it's beneficial Vinnie gonna have to let the semi whistle Have that a** on the ten o'clock news Don't get k**ed for tryna pay dues Stay sinning, always be winning while they lose Roll Benzs, f**ing these women off Grey Goose Close your curtains, disconnect your mind You're soul searching, you talk sh** but you won't hurt him Let the fo' burn him, so the next time you speak up on me You gon' feel it up in your sternum I will never leave, that's just how it is so let it be Before I have to hit you with the Desert Eag' I rip the melody, and flip a set of keys I guess it's meant to be to have me sailing on the seven seas [Hook: Ammo, Tha Warchild] They say we ignant (n***a, what!?) They say we ignant (What it do!?) They say we ignant (What it is!?) They say we ignant (n***a, what!?) They say we ignant (What it do!?) They say we ignant (What it is!?) They say we ignant (n***a, what!?) They say we ignant (What it do!?) [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] Ride like it's four wheel drive (Ride) Ride till we forklift the tires (Rde) Ride and we never get tired, ride on our enemies Crime chemistry got me hemorrhaging blood out my memory I'm Ted Bundy if the money exist (Ah, nah) Al Bundy 'cause my other hand is gripping my dick, ain't nothing funny, b**h Monopolize my prophecy, they watching me through bonoculars Obviously, b**h, I'm Pac in these Wallabees Wanna-be's wanna be me, take one of these then take it easy The Lord wants you and Forbes list need me Lord forgive me for my ways, I blame it on how I was raised Inside of a cage, praying with slaves Compton, California, the coroner work for seven days Throughout the week, you might as well leap yourself to a grave Lunges out a bottomless pit, bottles of Hennessy Guzzle another fifth, pop a pill then pop in the clip Pop a shot then circle the block, then you just repeat it again Ammo, reincarnated, Rambo, now tell a friend, motherf**er [Hook: Ammo, Tha Warchild] They say we ignant (n***a, what!?) They say we ignant (What it do!?) They say we ignant (What it is!?) They say we ignant (n***a, what!?) They say we ignant (What it do!?) They say we ignant (What it is!?) They say we ignant (n***a, what!?) They say we ignant (What it do!?)