m.A.A.d city (Explicit)

m.A.A.d city (マッド・シティー) (Explicit Version) - Kendrick Lamar (肯德里克·拉馬爾)/MC Eiht

Lyrics by：Kendrick Lamar/M. Spears/Ricci Riera/Axel Morgan/A. Tyler

Composed by：Kendrick Lamar/M. Spears/Ricci Riera/Axel Morgan/A. Tyler

Kendrick Lamar/ScHoolboy Q：

If Pirus and Crips all got along

They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song

Seem like the whole city go against me

Every time I'm in the street I hear

Yawk yawk yawk yawk

Kendrick Lamar：

Man down where you from n***a

F**k who you know where you from my n***a

Where your grandma stay huh my n***a

This m.A.A.d city I run my n***a

Brace yourself I'll take you on a trip down memory lane

This is not a rap on how I'm slingin' crack or move c*****e

This is cul-de-sac and plenty Cognac and major pain

Not the drill sergeant but the stress that weighin' on your brain

It was me L Boog and Yan Yan YG Lucky ride down Rosecrans

It got ugly wavin' yo' hand out the window check yourself

Uh Warriors and Conans hope euphoria can slow dance

With society the driver seat the first one to get killed

Seen a light-skinned n***a with his brains blown out

At the same burger stand where hang out

Now this is not a tape recorder sayin' that he did it

But ever since that day I was lookin' at him different

That was back when I was nine Joey packed the nine

Pakistan on every porch is fine we adapt to crime

Pack a van with four guns at a time

With the sliding door f**k is up

F**k you shootin' for if you ain't walkin' up you f**kin' punk

Pickin' up the f**kin' pump pickin' off you suckers

Suck a d**k or die or sucker punch

A wall of bullets comin' from AK's AR's "Ayy y'all duck"

That's what Momma said when we was eatin' that free lunch

Aw man godd**n all hell broke loose

You killed my cousin back in '94 f**k yo' truce

Now crawl your head in that noose

You wind up dead on the news

Ain't no peace treaty just piecin' BGs up to pre-approve

Bodies on top of bodies IVs on top of IVs

Obviously the coroner between the sheets like the Isleys

When you hop on that trolley make sure your color's correct

Make sure you're corporate or they'll be callin' your mother collect

They say the governor collect all of our taxes except

When we in traffic and tragic happens that s**t ain't no threat

You movin' backwards if you suggest that you sleep with a TEC

Go buy a chopper and have a doctor on speed dial I guess

M.A.A.d. city

Man down where you from n***a

F**k who you know where you from my n***a

Where your grandma stay huh my n***a

This m.A.A.d city I run my n***a

Kendrick Lamar/ScHoolboy Q：

If Pirus and Crips all got along

They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song

Seem like the whole city go against me

Every time I'm in the street I hear

Yawk yawk yawk

MC Eiht：

Wake yo' punk-a*s up

It ain't nothin' but a Compton thang

G-yeah real simple and plain

Let me teach you some lessons about the street

Smoke somethin' n***a

Hood

'Sup Cuz

It ain't nothin' but a Compton thang

G-yeah how we do

Kendrick Lamar：

Fresh outta school 'cause I was a high school grad'

Sleepin' in the living room of my momma's pad

Reality struck I seen the white car crash

Hit the light pole two n***as hopped out on foot and dashed

My pops said I needed a job I thought I believed him

Security guard for a month and ended up leavin'

In fact I got fired 'cause I was inspired by all of my friends

To stage a robbery the third Saturday I clocked in

Projects tore up gang signs get thrown up

C*****e laced in m*******a

And they wonder why I rarely smoke now

Imagine if your first blunt had you foamin' at the mouth

I was straight tweakin' the next weekend we broke even

I made allegiance that made a promise to see you bleedin'

You know the reasons but still will never know my life

Kendrick a.k.a. "Compton's Human Sacrifice"

MC Eiht：

G-yeah c*****e w**d

N***as been mixin' s**t since the '80s loc

Sherm sticks butt-nakeds

Dip make a n***a flip

Cluck heads all up and down the block and s**t

One time's crooked and s**t

Block a n***a in

Alondra Rosecrans Bullis it's Compton

I'm still in the hood loc yeah that's cool

S**t the hood took me under so I follow the rules

But yeah that's like me I grew up in the hood where they bang

And n***as that rep colors is doin' the same thang

Pass it to the left so I can smoke on me

A couple drive-bys in the hood lately s**t

Couple of IV's with the f**kin' spray-can

Shots in the crowd then everybody ran

Crew I'm finna slay the street life I crave

Shots hit the enemy hearts turn brave

Mount up regulators in the whip

Down the boulevard with the pistol grip yeah

Trip we in the hood still

So loc grab a strap 'cause yeah it's so real yeah

Deal with the outcome a strap in the hand

And a bird and ten grand's where a mothaf**ka stand

Kendrick Lamar：

If I told you I killed a n***a at sixteen would you believe me

Or see me to be innocent Kendrick you seen in the street

With a basketball and some Now and Laters to eat

If I mentioned all of my skeletons would you jump in the seat

Would you say my intelligence now is great relief

And it's safe to say that our next generation maybe can sleep

With dreams of bein' a lawyer or doctor

Instead of boy with a chopper that hold the cul-de-sac hostage

Kill 'em all if they gossip

The Children of the Corn they vandalizin' the option

Of livin' a lie drown their body with toxins

Constantly drinkin' and drive

Hit the powder then watch this flame that arrive in his eye

Listen coward the concept is aim and then bang it and slide

Out that b***h with deposit a price on his head the tithes

Probably go to the projects I

Live inside the belly of the rough Compton USA

Made me an Angel on Angel Dust what

M.A.A.d city

Compton

N***a pass Dot the bottle d**n

You ain't the one that got f**ked up

What you holdin' it for

N***as always actin' unsensitive and s**t

N***a that ain't no word

N***a shut up

Hey Dot you good my n***a

Don't even trip

Just lay back and drink that