Code Red - The Casket Lottery

[Featuring: Kendrick Lamar] [Verse 1: Jay Rock] (What's up, Jay Rock?) Shit, just the same old same old Same fiends in the hood, chasing the best dope Project hustling, chasing them pesos It's a struggle everyday, man, you know how this shit goes But my demeanor'll never switch, cherry red beamer Gangbanged the fuck out, red rag around the nina No doubt, I'm living it Been claiming the set since the year found Snoop innocent Slanging hard rock when the rap game was ran by Timberlands Deport ya asses back, where's my strap? Lemme put a hole in 'em, and what's concealed in the black denim Will rock 'em to sleep like I babysit 'em I seen it all - loyalty, betrayal, envy My close homie died in my arms 12 hundred project units under the sun Ain't about where you at, it's about where you're from [Hook: Kendrick Lamar] Welcome to Watts, California Where we ain't scared to run up on ya You ain't prepared when it go down You already dead right about now Welcome to Watts, California Where we ain't scared to run up on ya If you're prepared when it go down Then you know it's Jay Rock turn now [Verse 2: Jay Rock] The homie told me, "Put your feelings aside" But since I got signed I been feeling the Vibes Niggas play the background and screw they face all day Wanna walk in my shoes, wanna take my place So at any given time they might take my life So I take the .38 when I ride at night Broad day, no exempt, niggas kill you when the sun is out Make sure your gun is out or stay inside your mama house It's that real, you don't feel me yet? Fine, niggas, drop the beat and just let me vent No mask on, fuck around and kill your whole squad Be the last person you see before you meet god Keep the rifle on top of the tripod Aim art, if you live your body might need parts Jay Rock, putting it down for Top Dawg From the bottom to the top, we shooting straight for the stars [Hook]

Verse 1: Here's a little story 'bout a Friday night, Buckwild, 'cause yo, that's kind of my style, Check it, On the town with a girl named Kay-Bee, And a bow-wow-wow yippie-yo yippie any way, I was straight out illin', Why do I say so? 'casue yo, my girl was home chillin, Fancy resteraunt me and Kay frontin, It was called Lay... um, Jay... um, somethin, I was ready to attack her, unh, Giving this sexy look like Dracula, A little bit of soft music playin, And Don Perrier, it was on, know what I'm sayin, Every thing was lovely, but then, What the damn, my girlfriend walked in, Oh my goodness, danger, trouble, dread, Oh I'm dead, mayday code red Verse 2: My oh my, what am I to do? Gotta get away, cause my girlfriend's coming through, Um Jay, I gotta, um, well, see, there's well, this, um, exscuse me, To the back with the mucho-quickness, My girl's gonna kill me and leave no witnesses, I'm in the bathroom hiding like a punk, But there's bars on the windows, I can't jump, Exit stage left, quickly plan B, Gotta find a way that my girl won't see me, Crawling on the floor, I'm feeling sick, Like this some old Charlie Chaplin flick, ? Pound and a round a mile-a-minute, This time I really done did it, Down on my hands and knees on the floor, I'm looking at the front door, Ready, set, make the dash, Her back is turned, maybe I can get past, I almost made it, but then, damn, she turned her head, Code red Break it on down Verse 3: All was perfect, the ship was sailing, But now it's sinking, so yo, I'm bailin', I kept on runnin' even though she saw me, And I sat and waited at home for baby to call me, I watched a little TV, Phone started ringing 'bout 12: 23, I picked it up real slow, and said, "Mmmmm.hello?", She wasn't having it, she snapped, went bezerk, Girl made my head hurt, I tried to be as cool as I could be, I said hey, wadn't me, She wasn't having that melody, Needless to say, she left me, Another brother just couldn't control his head, (the other one) Code red