momma

Singer: kendrick lamar

oh shit!

oh

i need that

i need that sloppy

that sloppy

like a chevy in quicksand

that sloppy

this feelin' is unmatched

this feelin' is brought to you by adrenaline and good rap

black ball cap

we don't share the same synonym fall back

been in it before internet had new acts

mimicking radio's nemesis may be wack

my innocence limited the experience lacked

ten of us with no tentative tactic that cracked

the mind of a literate writer but i did it in fact

you admitted it once i submitted it wrapped in plastic

remember scribblin' scratchin' dilligent sentences backwards

visiting freestyle cyphers for your reaction

now i can live in a stadium

pack it the fastest

gamblin' benjamin benefits

sittin' in traffic

spinnin' women in cartwheels

linen fabric on fashion

winnin' in every decision

kendrick is master and mastered it

isn't it lovely how menace has turned attraction?

pivotin' rappers

finish your fraction while writing blue magic

thank god for rap

i would say it got me a plaque

but what's better than that?

the fact it brought me back home

we been waitin' for you

waitin' for you

waitin' for you

waitin' for you

i know everything

i know myself

i know morality

spirituality

good and bad health

i know fatality might haunt you

i know everything

i know compton

i know street shit

i know shit that's conscious

i know everything

i know lawyers

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i know wisdom

i know bad religion

i know good karma

i know everything

i know history

i know the universe works mentally

i know the perks of bullshit isn't meant for me

i know everything

i know cars

clothes

hoes and money

i know loyalty

i know respect

i know those that's ornery

i know everything

the highs to lows to groupies and junkies

i know if i'm generous at heart

i don't need recognition

the way i'm rewarded

well

that's god's decision

i know you know that lines from compton school district

just give it to the kids

don't gossip about how it was distributed

i know how people work

i know the price of life

i know how much it's worth

i know what i know and i know it well

not to ever forget until i realized i didn't know shit

the day i came home

i met a little boy that resembled my features

nappy afro

gap in his smile

hand me down sneakers bounced through the crowd

runnin' home and the man and woman that crossed him

sun beamin' on his beady beads exhausted

tossin' footballs with his ashy black ankles

breakin' new laws mama passed on home trainin'

he looked at me and said kendrick you do know my language

you just forgot because of what public schools had painted

oh i forgot don't kill my vibe

that's right you're famous

i used to watch on channel 5

tv was takin'

but never mind you're here right now don't you mistake it

it's just a new trip

take a glimpse at your family's ancestor

make a new list

of everything you thought was progress

and that was bullshit

i mean your life is full of turmoil

you spoiled by fantasies of who you are

i feel bad for you

i can attempt to enlighten you without frightenin' you

if you resist

i'll back off go catch a flight or two

but if you pick

destiny over rest in peace

than be an advocate go tell your homies especially

to come back home

this is a world premiere

this is a world premiere

this is a world premiere

i been lookin for you my whole life

an appetite

for the feeling i can barely describe

where you reside?

is it in a woman

is it in money

or mankind?

tell me something got me losing my mind

ah!

you make me wanna jump

(jump

jump

jump

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jump

jump

jump

jump

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(jump

jump

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i been lookin for you my whole life

an appetite

for the feeling i can barely describe

where you reside?

is it in a woman

is it in money

or mankind?

tell me something think i'm losing my mind

ah!

i say where you at

from the front to the back

i'm lookin' for you i react

only when you react

ah

i thought i found you

back in the ghetto

when i was seventeen with the.38 special

maybe you're in a dollar bill

maybe you're not real

maybe only the wealthy get to know how you feel

maybe i'm paranoid

ha

maybe i don't need you anyway

don't lie to me i'm suicidal anyway

i can be your advocate

i can preach for you if you tell me what the matter is

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Lyric Context: momma - kendrick lamar