Kendrick Lamar - good kid, m.A.A.d city Songs

Lyric

Song

I met her at this house party on El Segundo and Central / She had the credentials of strippers in Atlanta

Look inside my soul and you can find gold and maybe get rich / Look inside of your soul and you can find out it never exist

All my life I want money and power / Respect my mind or die from lead shower

That's ironic cause I've never been violent until I'm with the homies

It go Halle Berry or hallelujah / Pick your poison tell me what you doin' / Everybody gon' respect the shooter / But the one in front of the gun lives forever

If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?

But what am I supposed to / When the topic is red or blue / And you understand that I ain't / But know I'm accustomed to

Now this is not a tape recorder saying that he did it / But ever since that day, I was lookin at him different

Now I done grew up 'round some people living their life in bottles / Granddaddy had that golden flask

Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big / And if I die before your album drop I hope- *gunshots*

You living in a world that come with Plan B / Cause Plan A never relay a guarantee / And Plan C never could say just what it was

Come and visit, the tires screeching / Ambulance, policeman / Won't you spend a weekend on Rosecrans