Kendrick Lamar - Your Honor lyrics

[Verse 1] Oakland and 2Pac I move oak, you see, I'm nothin' like [inaudible] Thinkin' they hot cause they homies said they was a few times Which is too many times of lyin' to you, they tellin' a lie The only time I lie in the booth is when I sleep in it Record twenty-four hours, these n***as better get they bars up I bench press this rap stuff Got it locked like handcuffs, I threw away the key My cool is on, she love my AC My j**els is on and I wish one of y'all'd try ride me I shoot and have you land between the sheets with the Isleys We push the coupe like a [inaudible] The helicopter's comin', realize there's nothin' behind us Behind me, Your Honor I f** over these beats with no condom This ain't rap, it's really a p**no, rewind it back [Inaudible], it's back to definin' a loss, correct, they don't obey Y'all ain't nice, n***a, y'all just okay Yeah, they're more than a little [inaudible] I'm Mike Jordan in his prime, modern-day Isaac Hayes [Inaudible] equivalent to the theme song of your career Study my craft, you ignorant I do it without a pen and a pad, just inspiration Somethin' y'all never had If my pockets is somethin' you tryin' to grab See, I pulled out the rocket and peel you back like scab You old news, old dudes, get out my way Let the young boy come through, don't mention my age sh**, I'm on a mission for pay And you astronaut n***as just crowd in my space Look, you're not in my atmosphere You can act like you're here But actually you ain't accurate f**in' with this music biz The industry like, 'f** it, let the music be his' No theme park, I'm not tryin' to amuse you kids Small shark, Jaws is here, jump in the water Do we really f** with President Carter? My reply's that I can't stay away from the bosses Got the biddin' war poppin' like a auction Five or ten labels like, 'What he hatin' for?' Except the zeros and more Remember havin' Aftermath sittin' on my door Money in front of me, I couldn't open the door [Verse 2] I'm so far ahead of my time I got people five years from now pressin' rewind I'm hardly impressed with y'all I hate rappers, where the true artists at? If it ain't a good picture you draw, don't bring it to the architect Often y'all arguin' about who got next Claimin' y'all runnin' the game, n***as is barely walkin' yet Hoppin' all over beats without going through trainin' camp Try studyin' a few greats, then maybe you'll be where I'm at Your songwritin' ain't great, your mixtapes' medioc' You recycle the same quotes, you're not switchin' your flow Your flow in the same place Don't just [inaudible], expand Try to be more creative, perhaps My rap friends, I ain't sayin' that you wack, psych Like a invoice, I'm just statin' the facts, right? You'd have to count the metaphors I write In fact, you've been a factor you've feared your whole life No TV show, don't compare me with them That's like Jaws versus Nemo, a gorilla to a chimp A Jordan versus Kukoč A Tony Montana with blow in his nose to a Nino