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Compton, Compton, Bitch I’m from Charlotte
Bitch I’m a monster
Sit next to mobsters
Butch is my Barber
Yeah you’re a part of
The talk at the parlor
You’re raps newest martyr
Compton, Compton, Bitch I’m from Charlotte
Merlot with the arsenic
Scarlet on your carpet
Killed by an arsonist
But Killed by an artist
Bitch I’m from Charlotte
Used to push dimes, you’re fresh out of stock
Fresh out of time, zeroes on the clock
Holes in your mind, zeroed by my Glock
Blow holes in your mind, beached whale on the rock
Burn my disc pass the torch like olympics
As I sit on my porch a top of olympus
My mind the heroine of rap but she a temptress
And tempted you into the trap of addiction
(you don’t sell crack mother fucker you smoke it)
You said you might light when joined by the house
So live the high life enjoy by the ounce
And when you lie iced two joints in your mouth
Remember the plug that made your ass drown
(you don’t sell crack mother fucker you smoke it)
Won the battle run the game ’til death that’s devotion
You built yourself a fortress, but I’m the trojan horse shit
Swords and explosives, busting all the trojans
Left for erosion, you’re dead rigamortis
That song with Big Sean not as hot as you think (Kendrick)
That verse with Big Sean is now obsolete (Kendrick)
I’m shutting you down Control ALT delete (Kendrick)
I’m taking your crown get out of my seat Kendrick
I got your bitch on her knees, guess I’m the top dog
It’s not only my beats that makes her jaw drop
Not talkin’ ’bout the whip when I say drop top
But talkin’ ’bout the whip makes her top drop
She suckin’ on my dick like a cough drop
Say bye to my kids like her tongue is the bus stop
Throw in a twist we already boned
She was the whip I drove her straight home
You gave it your best you had some cute poems
I’ll handle the rest my name will be known
’til I’m flicking the wrist like I’m skipping some stones
King me Kendrick
One more question where your boys
Some are dead some are singing my anthem
Fall of a king he was slayed by a dragon
I spring on the chance you had your feet draggin’
Went to the grammys put a lid on the trash can
So when I pull in the pussy I’m sure you ain’t dragged in
2015 that’s the year of the dragon
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