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See any angels in the

Tell them muthafuckas I'm forever paid, king
Wrestle gators in the Everglades, drive up out muthafuckin swamp
In the so before you put that Red rag
In your pocket I wanna see fuckin resume
Started off on Ground Zero, then I to levitate
Rip a new asshole: I never hesitate
Dre Beats on, smoking that chronic to meditate
I'mma give em hurricanes until another levee
You is featherweights, I'm Aftermath's heavyweight
Now weapon of mass destruction is 'bout to detonate
When a nigga Wack found me, shit, I was selling
Now a nigga's selling millions, now it's to celebrate
in front of millions, nigga every race
64 in the '64, now the Chevy scrape
4th album, no 5 mics? Then let 'em
But I'm not stopping 'til I'm the fucking king in every

my life
Ridicule my
me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights
In the midst of the my fingertips start to write
Get familiar Cartwright
Cause I want that shot, I'm a raging bull the needle drops
For the record, I'mma wreck it, even if my don't pop
I'mma tie a on a downtown building, let it tow behind me tell 'em
They can find me in the dark with the ghetto children at my heart
Nigga your feelings, this is me

I'm sick of motherfuckers about "the West died"
Can't you hear my heart
That's the motherfuckin West side, you test me, you God
I'm his son, it say in Psalms, you at me
Then I can split you with this gun, you won't have no time to run
I'm from the Compton slums and that's how the West
I'm from the city where two of the died
Rest in peace to both of 'em, like I'm the ghost of 'em
Damn, I said I spit I'm the ghost of 'em
Name your top 10, I'm than the most of 'em
Matter of fact, shorten list nigga, top 5
Game, Biggie, Hov, Pac, Nas
No order, bet a mil that I slaughter
niggas, give a fuck what you ordered
How dare you pop fly when I'm the nigga
5 mil out the gate and numbers do not lie

Recognize my
Ridicule my
Give me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn lights
In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips to write
Get familiar with
Cause I want that shot, I'm a bull when the needle drops
For the record, I'mma it, even if my record don't pop
tie a knot on a downtown building, let it tow behind me tell 'em
They can find me in the dark with the ghetto children at my heart
Nigga fuck feelings, this is me

I gave you the Documentary, shit was a
you Doctor's Advocate, you ripped it out the package
Came with LAX, critics said it was average
I was stressed the fuck out, between Aftermath and
Geffen, Interscope, now I got you in the
Spill the red ink on the paper, it's my pen is broke
And this is what you all waiting for
I'm the lost knocking on Satan's door
What the fuck y'all take me for? I you cause you hate me more
I'm Kobe on the Lakers floor, except I you 84
Shake you like Haiti's floor, up on you
"what's going on baby boy?" Shots in that Mercedes door
Either I'm crazy, or the black Shady, or
Could that be the reason that Baby said he would pay me
But I still owe one more album
The best the West has ever seen, no disrespect to

my life
Ridicule my
me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights
In the of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write
Get familiar Cartwright
Cause I want that shot, I'm a raging when the needle drops
For the record, wreck it, even if my record don't pop
I'mma tie a knot on a downtown building, let it tow behind me 'em
They can find me in the dark the ghetto children look at my heart
Nigga your feelings, this is me

Kendrick, and I pendant on my shoulder, soldier
Like a lieutenant, and the coupe got pulled over
always lock a nigga down
Knowing damn well we don't wanna see the box like Pacquiao
Little nigga Mayweather size, like Pac
In his prime, life is now on radar
Til the federal come through and ours
Reminiscing when the LA
Was in my home, snapback fitted on my uncle's
And I don't condone dickriding, I'm to
Westsiding, living in a city where the niggas die
And the bullets fly, but it turn me to a lion
Trying, and I mean that
Game came through, put the on his back
I was in the with a nigga, had seen that shit
"Compton!", a nigga scream that shit
Never went commercial, never T.V. screened that
Can't block or screen that shit, now everybody sing shit