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King Kunta - Kendrick Lamar lyrics

Lyrics to kendrick lamar's 'King Kunta' on 'To Pimp a Butterfly'
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Answer
I
got
a
bone
to
pick
I
don't
want
you
monkey
mouth
motherfuckers
Sittin'
in
my
throne
again
Ay,
ay,
nigga
what's
happenin'?
K-Dot
back
in
the
hood,
nigga!
I'm
mad
but
I
ain't
stressin'
True
friends,
one
question
CHORUS
Bitch,
where
you
when
I
was
walkin'?
Now
I
run
the
game,
got
the
whole
world
talkin'
King
Kunta,
everybody
wanna
cut
the
legs
off
him
Kunta,
black
man
taking
no
losses,
oh
Answer
yeah
Bitch
where
you
when
I
was
walkin'?
Now
I
run
the
game,
got
the
whole
world
talkin'
King
Kunta,
everybody
wanna
cut
the
legs
off
him
END OF CHORUS
When
you
got
the
yams
The
yam
is
the
power
that
be
You
can
smell
it
when
I'm
walkin'
down
the
street
I
can
dig
rappin',
but
a
rapper
with
a
ghostwriter?
What
the
fuck
happened?
I
swore
I
wouldn't
tell,
but
most
of
y'all
sharing
Answer
bars
Like
you
got
the
bottom
bunk
in
a
two
man
cell
Something's
in
the
water
And
if
I
gotta
brown
nose
for
some
gold
Then
I'd
rather
be
a
bum
than
a
motherfuckin'
baller
CHORUS
The
yam
brought
it
out
Richard
Pryor
Manipulated
Bill
Clinton
with
desires
Twenty
four
seven,
three
sixty
five
days
times
two
I
was
contemplatin'
gettin'
off
stage
Just
to
go
back
to
the
hood,
see
my
enemy,
Answer
and
say...
CHORUS
You
goat
mouth
mammyfucker
I
was
gonna
kill
a
couple
rappers,
but
they
did
it
to
themselves
Everybody's
suicidal,
they
ain't
even
need
my
help
This
shit
is
elementary,
I'll
probably
go
to
jail
If
I
shoot
you
identity
and
bounce
to
the
left
Stuck
a
flag
in
my
city,
everybody's
screamin',
"Compton!"
I
should
probably
run
for
mayor
when
I'm
done,
to
be
honest
And
I
put
that
on
Answer
my
mamma
and
my
baby
boo
too
Twenty
million
walkin'
out
the
court
buildin'
woo
woo!
Aw,
yeah,
fuck
the
judge
I
made
it
past
twenty
five,
and
there
I
was
A
little
nappy
headed
nigga
with
the
world
behind
him
Life
ain't
shit
but
a
fat
vagina
Screamin',
"Annie,
are
you
okay?
Annie,
are
you
okay?"
Limo
tinted
with
the
gold
plates
Straight
from
the
bottom,
this
the
belly
of
the
beast
Answer
From
a
peasant
to
a
prince
to
a
motherfuckin'
king
Bitch,
where
you
when
I
was
walkin'
By
the
time
you
hear
the
next
pop
The
funk
shall
be
within
you
REST OF CHORUS
We
want
the
funk
We
want
the
funk
We
want
the
funk
We
want
the
funk
We
want
the
funk
We
want
the
funk
We
want
the
funk
We
want
the
funk
I
remember
you
was
conflicted,
misusing
your
influence
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