All The Stars - Kendrick Lamar, SZA

Real niggas do not deserve pussy Meaning it's more, you see right through walls Ain't talkin' about pussy Meaning you deserve the whole box of chocolates Come at me Forrest Gump had a lot goin' for him Never without pussy Y'know, Jenny almost gave it all up for him Never even pushed for the pussy Where's Forrest now when you need him? Talk to me, talk to me Hey, ayy, hey Attention, all you niggas All you bitches Sit back and relax your mind, just ride, just ride Sit back and relax, you'll find just why, just why Sit back, relax, just ease your mind, just ride You are now watching MADtv Niggas'll lose they mind for it Wine for it, dine for it (pussy) Spend time for it, see no colored line for it (pussy) Double back handicap and go blind for it (pussy) Pussy got endless prisoners Pussy always revengin' her Pussy is calculating And good pussy is rather dangerous Pussy can be so facetious, the heavyweight champ Pussy is so undefeated, let's amen to that I mean, the pump fakes on the Facebooks And the screw face when the bae look Won't get you no pussy I mean, the fake chains and the gold names For insecure, gon' reassure you not to get pussy You overcompensate too much for the pussy You like to throw all kinda shade for the pussy See, that's what pussy niggas do I know the ways of a pussy, I see pussy lookin' at you How many niggas get mistaken for clitoris in a day? How many sentiments you make before runnin' pussy away? How many times she gotta tell you that dick is disposable? But if she fuck a young nigga like me, it's over for you Solána, middle fingers up, speak your truth You could never trivialize pussy But a bum nigga like you would try it (pussy) I know what you really 'bout High key, your dick is weak, buddy It's only replaced by a rubber substitute We ain't feelin' you Think I caught a vibe, kinda feel a nigga You could touch the booty if you like, I ain't trippin' on ya (Such a nice girl, SZA) I'm really tryna crack off that headboard And bust it wide open for the right one 'Cause you that one Yeah, you that one Like doves in the wind, hey, hey That pussy, like doves in the wind, hey, hey Pussy like doves in the wind I will make you beg for it I wanna see you call out Sit back and relax your mind, just ride (Give you all of me and I won't stop, not a little bit) Sit back and relax, you'll find just why (Dangerous boy, I wanted to do it all) Sit back, relax, just ease your mind, just ride (Unfortunately you couldn't get your shit together) You are now watching MADtv We take things, and my influence so far, and then it's out of my hands And, y'know, while as I said it can be scary, it can also be a little bit comforting Because I've learned that when I get to that point, and I can acknowledge, Okay, Audrey, that's as much as you can do I can actually let it

Crucify, cru-crucify me Crucify, cru-cru I can't recall the last time I took advice from anyone Shaped like a figure eight who trusts pretty girls anyway? And I can't recall the last time I took advice from anyone I'm sure I'll be the death of me And I can't recall the last time I took love from anyone I called daddy, who's got one anyway? Not me Are you hating youself? Do you really hate me? Are you hating yourself? Was it worth it? Would you do it again? Aren't you tired of always making amends? I know you hate me now I bet you hate me now Bring on the thorny crown Crucify me Cross my heart then I hope to die With a peace of mind (a peace of mind) Piece together my brain soon as This beat rewind (beat rewind) Nitrogen and propane I spike your drink at times (turn up, turn up) I make it hard to swallow this game You throw up every line I notice people got Napoleon complex But that's my confession You said that we're equal but I know you're Beyond gassing that I'm beyond desperate (yeah that) 6AM on a Friday morning, my darkest hours Them heartless hours My apartment is lost in a coffin I'm dead to the world like I popped me a couple downers Down & Out on my luck Salt water all on my tux and I call, she don't pick up Then I fall when summer is ending I mean there's no pretending I'm stuck in my ways and you're offended That's life, that's you, this me, that's vice You're wrong, I'm right, that's right I belong somewhere on ice I'm colder a new blood type? Even colder Cold shoulder, Born Sinner, you know? Cole showed us! I have nothing to lose, my dark side been well in-tuned A Gemini go show them faces And this here just one of my moods, Babylon Was it worth it? Would you do it again? Aren't you tired of always making amends? I know you hate me now I bet you hate me now Bring on the thorny crown Crucify me Crucify, cru-crucify me Crucify, cru-cru Crucify, cru-crucify me Crucify, cru-cru

Dear, Adonis I'm sorry that that man is your father, let me be honest It takes a man to be a man, your dad is not responsive I look at him and wish your grandpa would've wore a condom I'm sorry that you gotta grow up and then stand behind him Life is hard, I know, the challenge is always gon' beat us home Sometimes our parents make mistakes that affect us until we grown And you're a good kid that need good leadership Let me be your mentor since your daddy don't teach you shit Never let a man piss on your leg, son Either you die right there or pop that man in the head, son Never fall in the escort business, that's bad religion Please remember, you could be a bitch even if you got bitches Never code-switch, whether right or wrong, you a Black man Even if it don't benefit your goals, do some push-ups, get some discipline Don't cut them corners like your daddy did, fuck what Ozempic did Don't pay to play with them Brazilians, get a gym membership Understand, no throwin' rocks and hidin' hands, that's law Don't be ashamed 'bout who you with, that's how he treat your moms Don't have a kid to hide a kid to hide again, be sure Five percent will comprehend, but 95 is lost Be proud of who you are, your strength come from within Lotta superstars that's real, but your daddy ain't one of them And you nothing like him, you'll carry yourself as king Can't understand me right now? Just play this when you 18 Dear, Sandra Your son got some habits, I hope you don't undermine them Especially with all the girls that's hurt inside this climate You a woman, so you know how it feels to be in alignment With emotion, hopin' a man can see you and not be blinded Dear Dennis, you gave birth to a master manipulator Even using you to prove who he is, is a huge favor I think you should ask for more paper, and more paper And more, uh, more paper I'm blaming you for all his gambling addictions Psychopath intuition, the man that like to play victim You raised a horrible fucking person, the nerve of you, Dennis Sandra, sit down, what I'm about to say is heavy, now listen Mm-mm, your son's a sick man with sick thoughts, I think niggas like him should die Him and Weinstein should get fucked up in a cell for the rest they life He hates Black women, hypersexualizes 'em with kinks of a nympho fetish Grew facial hair because he understood bein' a beard just fit him better He got sex offenders on hoe-VO that he keep on a monthly allowance A child should never be compromised and he keepin' his child around them And we gotta raise our daughters knowin' there's predators like him lurkin' Fuck a rap battle, he should die so all of these women can live with a purpose I been in this industry 12 years, I'ma tell y'all one lil' secret It's some weird shit goin' on and some of these artists be here to police it They be streamlinin' victims all inside of they home and callin' 'em tender Then leak videos of themselves to further push their agendas To any woman that be playin' his music, know that you're playin' your sister Or better, you're sellin' your niece to the weirdos, not the good ones Katt Williams said, "Get you the truth," so I'ma get mines The Embassy 'bout to get raided, too, it's only a matter of time Ayy, LeBron, keep the family away, hey, Curry, keep the family away To anybody that embody the love for they kids, keep the family away They lookin' at you too if you standin' by him, keep the family away I'm lookin' to shoot through any pervert that lives, keep the family safe Dear, baby girl I'm sorry that your father not active inside your world He don't commit to much but his music, yeah, that's for sure He a narcissist, misogynist, livin' inside his songs Try destroy families rather than takin' care of his own Should be teachin' you timetables or watchin' Frozen with you Or at your eleventh birthday singin' poems with you Instead, he be in Turks payin' for sex and poppin' Percs, examples that you don't deserve I wanna tell you that you're loved, you're brave, you're kind You got a gift to change the world, and could change your father's mind 'Cause our children is the future, but he lives inside confusion Money's always been illusion, but that's the life he's used to His father prolly didn't claim him neither History do repeats itself, sometimes it don't need a reason But I would like to say it's not your fault that he's hidin' another child Give him grace, this the reason I made Mr. Morale So our babies like you can cope later Give you some confidence to go through somethin', it's hope later I never wanna hear you chase a man 'cause his failed behavior Sittin' in the club with sugar daddies for validation You need to know that love is eternity and trumps all pain I'll tell you who your father is, just play this song when it rains Yes, he's a hitmaker, songwriter, superstar, right And a fuckin' deadbeat that should never say "more life" Meet the Grahams Dear, Aubrey I know you probably thinkin' I wanted to crash your party But truthfully, I don't have a hatin' bone in my body This supposed to be a good exhibition within the game But you fucked up the moment you called out my family's name Why you had to stoop so low to discredit some decent people? Guess integrity is lost when the metaphors doesn't reach you And I like to understand 'cause your house was never a home 37, but you showin' up as a seven-year-old You got gamblin' problems, drinkin' problems, pill-poppin' and spendin' problems Bad with money, whorehouse Solicitin' women problems, therapy's a lovely start But I suggest some ayahuasca, strip the ego from the bottom I try to empathize with you 'cause I know that you ain't been through nothin' Crave entitlement, but wanna be liked so bad that it's puzzlin' No dominance, let's recap moments when you didn't fit in No secret handshakes with your friend No cultural cachet to binge, just disrespectin' your mother Identity's on the fence, don't know which family will love ya The skin that you livin' in is compromised in personas Can't channel your masculine even when standin' next to a woman You a body shamer, you gon' hide them baby mamas, ain't ya? You embarrassed of 'em, that's not right, that ain't how mama raised us Take that mask off, I wanna see what's under them achievements Why believe you? You never gave us nothin' to believe in 'Cause you lied about religious views, you lied about your surgery You lied about your accent and your past tense, all is perjury You lied about your ghostwriters, you lied about your crew members They all pussy, you lied on 'em, I know they all got you in 'em You lied about your son, you lied about your daughter, huh You lied about them other kids that's out there hopin' that you come You lied about the only artist that can offer you some help Fuck a rap battle, this a long life battle with yourself

Everything black, I don't want black (They want us to bow) I want everything black, I ain't need black (Down to our knees) Some white, some black, I ain't mean black (And pray to a God) I want everything black (That we don't believe) Everything black, want all things black I don't need black, want everything black Don't need black, our eyes ain't black I own black, own everything black Six in the morn', fire in the street Burn, baby, burn, that's all I wanna see And sometimes I get off watchin' you die in vain It's such a shame they may call me crazy They may say I suffer from schizophrenia or somethin' But homie, you made me Black don't crack, my nigga I'm the biggest hypocrite of 2015 Once I finish this, witnesses will convey just what I mean Been feeling this way since I was 16, came to my senses You never liked us anyway, fuck your friendship, I meant it I'm African-American, I'm African I'm black as the moon, heritage of a small village Pardon my residence Came from the bottom of mankind My hair is nappy, my dick is big, my nose is round and wide You hate me don't you? You hate my people, your plan is to terminate my culture You're fuckin' evil I want you to recognize that I'm a proud monkey You vandalize my perception but can't take style from me And this is more than confession I mean I might press the button just so you know my discretion I'm guardin' my feelings, I know that you feel it You sabotage my community, makin' a killin' You made me a killer, emancipation of a real nigga The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice The blacker the berry, the bigger I shoot I said they treat me like a slave, cah' me black Woi, we feel a whole heap of pain, cah' we black And man a say they put me inna chains, cah' we black Imagine now, big gold chains full of rocks How you no see the whip, left scars pon' me back But now we have a big whip parked pon' the block All them say we doomed from the start, cah' we black Remember this, every race start from the block, just remember that I'm the biggest hypocrite of 2015 Once I finish this, witnesses will convey just what I mean I mean, it's evident that I'm irrelevant to society That's what you're telling me, penitentiary would only hire me Curse me till I'm dead Church me with your fake prophesizing that I'mma be just another slave in my head Institutionalized manipulation and lies Reciprocation of freedom only live in your eyes You hate me don't you? I know you hate me just as much as you hate yourself Jealous of my wisdom and cards I dealt Watchin' me as I pull up, fill up my tank, then peel out Muscle cars like pull ups, show you what these big wheels 'bout, ah Black and successful, this black man meant to be special CAT scans on my radar, bitch, how can I help you? How can I tell you I'm making a killin'? You made me a killer, emancipation of a real nigga The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice The blacker the berry, the bigger I shoot I said they treat me like a slave, cah' me black Woi, we feel a whole heap of pain, cah' we black And man a say they put me inna chains, cah' we black Imagine now, big gold chains full of rocks How you no see the whip, left scars pon' me back But now we have a big whip parked pon' the block All them say we doomed from the start, cah' we black Remember this, every race start from the block, just remember that I'm the biggest hypocrite of 2015 When I finish this if you listenin' then sure you will agree This plot is bigger than me, it's generational hatred It's genocism, it's grimy, little justification I'm African-American, I'm African I'm black as the heart of a fuckin' Aryan I'm black as the name of Tyrone and Darius Excuse my French but fuck you — no, fuck y'all That's as blunt as it gets, I know you hate me, don't you? You hate my people, I can tell cause it's threats when I see you I can tell cause your ways deceitful Know I can tell because you're in love with that Desert Eagle Thinkin' maliciously, he get a chain then you gone bleed him It's funny how Zulu and Xhosa might go to war Two tribal armies that want to build and destroy Remind me of these Compton Crip gangs that live next door Beefin' with Pirus, only death settle the score So don't matter how much I say I like to preach with the Panthers Or tell Georgia State "Marcus Garvey got all the answers" Or try to celebrate February like it's my B-Day Or eat watermelon, chicken, and Kool-Aid on weekdays Or jump high enough to get Michael Jordan endorsements Or watch BET cause urban support is important So why did I weep when Trayvon Martin was in the street? When gang banging make me kill a nigga blacker than me? Hypocrite!

Leave the angels in the city" Tell them muthafuckas I'm forever paid California king, wrestle gators in the Everglades Drive up out that muthafuckin swamp in the Escalade So before you put that Red rag in your pocket I wanna see your fuckin resume Started off on Ground Zero, then I start to levitate Rip rappers a new asshole: I never hesitate Dre beats on, smoking that chronic just to meditate I'm a give em hurricanes until another Levee break You niggas is featherweights, I'm Aftermath's heavyweight Now Dre's weapon of mass destruction is 'bout to detonate When a nigga whack, found me shit, I was selling weight Now a nigga's selling millions, now it's time to celebrate Performing in front of millions, nigga, every race 6-4 in the '64, now watch the Chevy scrape 4th album, no 5 mics? Then let em hate But I'm not stopping til I'm the king in every state Recognize my life, ridicule my fight Give me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write Familiar with cartwright, cause I wrote that shot, I'm a raging bull When the needle drops. For the record, I'm a wreck it, even if my record don't pop I'm a tie a knot on a Downtown building Let it toll behind me tell em they can find me In the dark with the ghetto children Look at my heart, nigga fuck your feelings This is me! I'm sick of motherfuckers talking about "the West died" Can't you hear my heart beating? That's the motherfuckin West side, you test me, you test God I'm his son, it says in Psalms, you come at me Then I can split you with this Tommy gun You won't have time to run, I'm from the Compton slums And that's how the West ride I'm from the city where 2 of the best died Rest in peace to both of em, spit like I'm the ghost of em Damn, I said I spit like I'm the ghost of em Name your top 10, I'm harder than the most of em Matter of fact, shorten your list nigga, top 5 Game, Biggie, Hov, prolly Pac, Nas No particular order, bet a mil that I slaughter Serve niggas, give a fuck what you ordered How dare you niggas pop fly when I'm the nigga Sold 5 mil out the gate and numbers do not lie I gave you the Documentary, shit was a classic Gave you Doctor's Advocate, you ripped it out the package Came with LAX, since critics said it was average I was stressed the fuck out, torn between Aftermath and Geffen, Interscope, now I got you in the scope Spill the red ink on the paper, it's like my pen is broke And this is what you all been waiting for I'm the lost angel knocking on Satan's door What the fuck y'all take me for? I love you cause you hate me more I'm Kobe on the Lakers floor, except I give you 84 Shake you like Haiti's floor Walk up on you like "what's going on baby boy? " Shots in that Mercedes door Either I'm crazy, or the black Slim Shady, or That be the reason that Baby said he would pay me more But I still owe Jimmy one more album The best the West has ever seen - no disrespect to Calvin And I wear a pendant on my shoulder Soldier, like a lieutenant, and the coupe tinted Got pulled over, Johnny always lock a nigga down Knowing damn well we don't wanna see the box like Manny Pacquiao Little nigga Mayweather size, ride like Pac in his prime Thug life is now on radar Til the federal come through and raid ours Reminiscing on the LA Raiders Was in my home, snapback fitted on my uncle's dome And I don't condone dickriding, I'm addicted to Westsiding, living in a city where the skinny niggas die And the semi bullets fly, but it turn me to a lion Trying, and I mean that shit Game came through, put the city on his back I was in the city, where a nigga had seen that shit "Compton! ", a nigga gotta scream that shit Never went commercial, Never T.V. screened that shit Can't block or screen that shit, now everybody seen that shit

And my bitch is gor-gor-gorgeous Independent, straight out them apartments I'ma give her maximum performance I can't fall in love because I'm heartless, ooh, mmm, yeah (ayy, ooh) Whole lotta murder when it drop Get the sticks, get the mop Glow seats, gang, goin' ape shit I'ma have the Patek, hold the sky Bad bitches poppin' 'til they not Tame Impala niggas in the cut smokin' pot Prada bag shawty, used the bitch as a prop And my bitch is gor-gor-gorgeous Independent, straight out them apartments (straight out, straight out) I'ma give her maximum performance (straight out) I can't fall in love because I'm heartless Trophies hidin' in the nosebleeds Baby, get to know me, I got rich off no sleep Baby got the Rollie, workin' through the proceeds Baby, I go toe-to-toe-to-toe with the whole league Baby, let's get low-low Hidin' from them cameras, you can tell me what they don't know Take a private flight overseas with these logos Take a private flight to the breeze, fuck the promo (shh, shh, shh) Ego jumpin' out the Birkin, bitch, go lay it down Niggas out here trickin' on you, how is this in style? He gon' send a little bit to keep you down And you might do a little bit to keep him 'round I like my women smart, I like it when they brown (mmh) How did you buy that ass? Did you buy pound-for-pound? I populate the status, populate your crowd Man, let these hoes keep talkin', let 'em run they mouth And my bitch is gor-gor-gorgeous Independent, straight out them apartments I'ma give her maximum performance I can't fall in love because I'm- Ooh, mmm, yeah (ooh)

I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth What's up family, yeah it's yo cousin Carl man, Just given' you a call man. I know you been havin' a lot on yo mind lately And I know you feel like ya know people ain't been prayin' for you But you have to understand this man, that we are just people. Deuteronomy 28:28 says, "The Lord shall smite thee with madness, And blindness, and astonishment of heart." See family that's why you feel like you feel like you got a chip on your shoulder. Until you finally get the memo, you will always feel that way... Why God, why God do I gotta suffer? Pain in my heart carry burdens full of struggle Why God, why God do I gotta bleed? Every stone thrown at you restin' at my feet Why God, why God do I gotta suffer? Earth is no more, why don't you burn this mufucka? I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth [Reversed Intro] I beat yo' ass, keep talkin' back I beat yo' ass, who bought you that? You stole it, I beat yo' ass if you say that game is broken I beat yo' ass if you jump on my couch I beat yo' ass if you walk in this house with tears in your eyes Runnin' from poopoo and 'prentice Go back outside, I beat yo' ass, lil nigga That homework better be finished, I beat yo' ass Yo' teachers better not be bitching 'bout you in class That pizza better not be wasted, you eat it all That TV better not be loud if you got it on Them Jordans better not get dirty when I just bought 'em Better not hear 'bout you humpin' on Keisha's daughter Better not hear you got caught up, I beat yo' ass You better not run to your father, I beat yo' ass You know my patience runnin' thin I got beaucoup payments to make County building's on my ass Tryna take my food stamps away I beat yo' ass if you tell them social workers he live here I beat yo' ass if I beat yo' ass twice and you still here Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself? Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else If I can smoke fear away, I roll that motherfucker up And then I take two puffs I'm high now, I'm high now I'm high now, I'm high now Life's a bitch, pull them panties to the side now Think I can prolly find a way to make it on this earth I'll prolly die anonymous I'll prolly die with promises I'll prolly die walkin' back home from the candy house I'll prolly die 'cause these colors are standin' out I'll prolly die because I ain't know Demarcus was snitchin' I'll prolly die at these house parties, fuckin' with bitches I'll prolly die from witnesses leavin' me false accused I'll prolly die from thinkin' that me and your hood was cool Or maybe die from pressin' the line, actin' too extra Or maybe die because these smokers Are more than desperate I'll prolly die from one of these bats and blue badges Body slammed on black and white paint, my bones snappin' Or maybe die from panic or die from bein' too lax Or die from waitin' on it, die 'cause I'm movin' too fast I'll prolly die tryna buy weed at the apartments I'll prolly die tryna diffuse two homies arguin' I'll prolly die 'cause that's what you do when you're 17 All worries in a hurry, I wish I controlled things If I could smoke fear away, I'd roll that mothafucka up And then I'd take two puffs I've been hungry all my life I'm high now, I'm high now I'm high now, I'm high now Life's a bitch, pull them panties to the side now, now When I was 27, I grew accustomed to more fear Accumulated 10 times over throughout the years My newfound life made all of me magnified How many accolades do I need to block denial? The shock value of my success put bolts in me All this money, is God playin' a joke on me? Is it for the moment and will he see me as Job? Take it from me and leave me worse than I was before? At 27, my biggest fear was losin' it all Scared to spend money, had me sleepin' from hall to hall Scared to go back to Section 8 with my mama stressin' 30 shows a month and I still won't buy me no Lexus What is an advisor somebody that's holdin' my checks? Just to fuck me over and put my finances in debt? I read a case about Rihanna's accountant and wondered How did the bad girl feel when she looked at them numbers? The type of shit'll make me flip out And just kill somethin', drill somethin' Get ill and fill ratchets with a lil' somethin' I practiced runnin' from fear, guess I had some good luck At 27 years old, my biggest fear was bein' judged How they look at me reflect on myself, my family, my city What they say 'bout me reveal If my reputation would miss me What they see from me Would trickle down generations in time What they hear from me Would make 'em highlight my simplest lines I'm talkin' fear, fear of losin' creativity I'm talkin' fear, fear of missin' out on you and me I'm talkin' fear, fear of losin' loyalty from pride 'Cause my DNA won't let me involve in the light of God I'm talkin' fear, fear that my humbleness is gone I'm talkin' fear, fear that love ain't livin' here no more I'm talkin' fear, fear that it's wickedness or weakness Fear, whatever it is, both is distinctive Fear, what happens on Earth stays on Earth And I can't take these feelings With me so hopefully they disperse Within fourteen tracks, carried out over wax Searchin' for resolutions until somebody get back Fear, what happens on earth stays on earth And I can't take these feelings with me So hopefully they disperse Within fourteen tracks, carried out over wax Wonderin' if I'm livin' through fear or livin' through rap Damn Goddamn you Goddamn me Goddamn us Goddamn we Goddamn us all Verse two says you only have I known of all the families of the earth, therefore I will punish you for all your iniquities. So until we come back to these commandments, Until you come back to these commandments, We're gonna be in this place, we're gonna be under this curse. Because he said he's gonna punish us, the so-called Blacks, Hispanics, and Native American Indians, are the true children of Israel. We are the Israelites according to the Bible. The children of Israel, he's gonna punish us for our inequities. For our disobedience because we chose to follow other gods that aren't his son, so the Lord thy God chasten you. So just like your children, your own son, he's gonna chastise you because he loves you. So that's why we get chastised, that's why we're in the position we're in. Until we come back to these laws, statutes and commandments, And do what the Lord said, these curses are gonna be upon us. We're gonna be at a lower state in this life that we live here in today, In the United States of America. I love you, son, and I pray for you. God bless you, shalom

Is it wickedness? Is it weakness? You decide Are we gonna live or die? So I was takin' a walk the other day And I seen a woman, a blind woman Pacin' up and down the sidewalk She seemed to be a bit frustrated As if she had dropped somethin' And havin' a hard time findin' it So after watching her struggle for a while I decide to go over and lend a helping hand, you know? Hello, ma'am, can I be of any assistance? It seems to me that you have lost something I would like to help you find it She replied, "Oh yes, you have lost something" "You've lost your life" Is it wickedness? Lamar stated his views on police brutality With that line in the song quote "And we hate the popo, wanna kill us in the street fo' sho" Oh please, ugh, I don't like it