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Текст песни "Kendrick Lamar — untitled 07 (2014-2016)"
Pimp pimp! (horray!)
(horray!)
[Verse 1]
Love won't get you high as this
Drugs won't get you high as this
Fame won't get you high as this
Chains won't get you high as this
Juice won't get you high as this
Crew won't get you high as this
Hate won't get you high as this
Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate
Love won't get you high as this
Drugs won't get you high as this
Fame won't get you high as this
Chains won't get you high as this
Juice won't get you high as this
Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate
[Verse 2]
Life won't get you high like this here, no
He won't get you high like this here, no
She won't get you high like this here, no
For freedom won't get you high like this here, no
Two keys won't get you high, no, no, no
Bentleys won't get you high, like, no
Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate
Life won't get you high, no, no, no
He won't get you high, no, no, no
She won't get you high, no, no, no
For free won't get you high, no, no, no
Two keys won't get you high, no, no, no
Bentleys won't get you high, no, no, no
Bars won't get you high, no, no, no
Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate
[Verse 3]
Shut your fuckin' mouth and get some cash, you bitch, you
You be in your feelings, I be in my bag, you bitch, you
Santa's reindeer better have some ass, you bitch, you
Everything I'm working, gotta be the gas, you bitch, you
Shut your fuckin' mouth and get some cash, you bitch
You be in your feelings, I be in my bag, you bitch
Santa's reindeer better have some ass, you bitch
Everything I'm working, gotta be the
Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate
[Verse 4]
Me don't want problems, me don't want problems
Me don't want tricks, me don't want tricks
Me do want dollars, me do want dollars
Me want it big, me do want dollars
Me don't want problems, we ride Impalas
Me don't want tricks, me don't want tricks
Me do want dollars, me don't want tricks
Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate
We don't want problems, we don't want problems
We don't want tricks, we don't want tricks
We do want dollars, we do want dollars
We do it big, we don't want problems
We do it big, we don't want problems
We do it big, we don't want tricks
We don't want problems, we don't want problems
Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate
[Interlude]
Compton is where I'm from
Is where I'm from, is where I'm from
Yeah, yeah
Young Egypt
Look, look
I feel like Pacino in Godfather, I'm charged
Our father who art in Heaven, Kendrick at large
Came in the game with a plan of beatin' the odds
What an accomplishment, broken promises
Kept my focus anonymous 'til I dealt with the consequence
The greatest and latest mogul, you know what time it is
You niggas fear me like y'all fear God
You sound frantic, I hear panic in your voice
Just know the mechanics of making your choice and writin' your bars
Before you poke out your chest, loosen your bra
Before you step out of line and dance with the star
I could never end a career if it never start
The murderous capital, avenues lookin' like evil dead zombies
With batteries to the head
The flattery of watchin' my stock rise
The salary, the compensation tripled my cock size
I run through these stop signs with no brake fluid
Just premium gas, do it for dolo
Crash markets and prejudiced tags, look at my photo
Black excellence, pessimist died countin' my coin
Hope it's evident that I inspired a thousand emcees to do better
I blew cheddar on youth centers, buildings and Bimmers and blue leather
Forcasted my future, this is the future
The mastermind until my next album, more power to you
Gunshots
