[Verse: Kendrick Lamar] Yeah... Hit the East Side of the LBC On a mission trynna find Mr. Warren G When I jumped off the porch, I was forced into last resort Of a typical short end, of course where that took us course Hoarse for yelling out Demons that fought inside of me, talk society how to rejoice k**ers aside of me, privacy obviously was lost Fraud, Piracy of the streets of my Odyssey Caught a bullet that probably destroyed A good kid in a mad city slightly annoyed I walk out the street with no heat and wanted to beef when i"m just a vegan Reeking the scent of a saint, sinner smelling the stars squeezing Pillars stumbling straight to my melon apparent reason Probably because i'm a cousin, cousin of blood that blooded in public And Kendrick seen with him last weekend, cousin But you ain't' no friend of me, instead of Kendrick i'm Kennedy Assa**inate my character, sure, if that's your remedy Fair enough, i got enemies, but guess who bang? But that's the repercussion like when your cousin is cussing a blood and your by yourself at the Compton parade Good kid, mad city, life or d**h, is you with me?