Kendrick Lamar - Spittin' in the Whip lyrics

[Verse 1] f**, watch how I k** 'em with the funky rhythm I'll bomb if you don't feel 'em, piranhas in 'em Feed my persona as I get deep as Nostradamus No stallin' like the [inaudible], nuh-uh, [inaudible] I'm ballin', cut up your pajamas if you're sleepin' on me No promise, no peekin', homie You're tryin' to confiscate the flow, I know So I switch it quicker than my b**hes If they want your attention One thing for sure, they gon' get it I'm cursed with the world's negatives Probably thinkin' I'm hurt, but that's the only way I can live War, money, cash, d**, got me feelin' like AIDS Walkin' inside the club Paid in full, it more be like [inaudible] .38 snub huggin' my waist like it had arms Then I bear it, so I guess it really does No paperwork on this marriage He love when life [inaudible] better than life [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] Drunk off Paul, n***a, pourin' by the Rover, b**hes Pourin' hollows over haters, we k**in' insecure n***as Feelin' like the old Jigga, old Nas, old Big, new 'Pac Oh my God, he's alive, he dropped bombs on you intellects Bombin' everythin' from the streets to the Internet Hear the instrumental wet Then I'm a bust a nut, yep, I'm a f**in' nut That is not an Escalade, that's a damn armored truck Shoot who? Shot what? You ain't popped sh** but some bubblegum and a bump Who you motherf**ers want? Leave a motherf**er slumped from the f**in' pump He's a peanut to an elephant, put that n***a in a trunk Might be out in Houston, lean in my pimp cup Ride in '84s, throwed like a shot put Hoes on my jock like I'm from the ATL In our new block, choppers on the rooftop Flip a n***a like he was a NBA mascot Strip a n***a from his Wade cap to his two socks Got it from them Compton blocks Raised from my grandpa's Every day, caught a fade like we like we own the barber shop Goons in the parkin' lot Who are you to fool if you bark a lot with no bite like an iguana Get k**ed right in front of your momma Hold tight, coroner comin' Summertime, perfect time for dove huntin' And you a woman want to be at my house with her a** out She climaxed and pa**ed out And promotional flyers, K-Dot be the flyest Eat ten rappers a day, that's a hell of a diet Straight up like a kangaroo Pumpin' like a fist do from a pro-black This is automatic rap, made a minute, take a second I'm a get it maybe here for a minute when I'm finished Let's begin it