BLOOD. By Kendrick Lamar
Album : DAMN
Released : 2017
Genre : Hip-Hop/Rap
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”
(Gunshot)
Is it wickedness?
Views on police brutality with that line in the song quote, “And we hate the popo, wanna *** us in the street fosho… I don’t like it”
● Kendrick Lamar – DAMN. ( Album 2017 )
1. BLOOD.
2. DNA.
3. YAH.
4. ELEMENT.
5. FEEL.
6. LOYALTY. ft. Rihanna
7. PRIDE.
8. HUMBLE.
9. LUST.
10. LOVE. ft. Zacari
11. ***. ft. U2
12. FEAR.
13. GOD.
14. DUCKWORTH.
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● ” M.A.A.D. City ”
From Album ” Good Kid, M.A.A.D City ” Featuring (MC eiht)
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Now crawl your head in that noose
You wind up dead on the news
Ain’t no peace treaty
Just pieces BG’s up to pre-approve
Bodies on top of bodies
IVs on top of IVs
Obviously the coroner
Between the sheets like the Isleys
When you hop on that trolley
Make sure your colors correct
Make sure you’re corporate
Or they’ll be calling your mother collect
They say the governor collect
All of our taxes, except
● ” ***, Don’t *** My Vibe ”
☆ World Music Award for World’s Best Video
[ Quotable ]
I’m tryin’ to keep it alive
And not compromise the feeling we love
You’re tryin’ to keep it deprived
And only co-sign what radio does
And I’m lookin’ right past you
We live in a world, we live in a world on two different axles
You live in a world, you livin’ behind the mirror
I know what you scared of
The feeling of feeling emotions inferior
This *** is vital, I know you had to
This *** is vital, I know you had to
To die in a pitiful vain, tell me a watch and a chain
Is way more believable, give me a feasible gain
Rather a seasonal name
I’ll let the people know this is somethin’ you can blame
On yourselves, you can remain stuck in a box
I’ma break out and then hide every lock
I’ma break out and then hide every lock
● ” Poetic Justice ”
From Album “Good Kid, M.A.A.D City” Featuring ” Drake ”
Written By Jimmy Jam & Terry Lewis, Janet Jackson, Drake, Kendrick Lamar & Scoop DeVille
[ Quotable ]
I recognize your fragrance, hold up, you ain’t never gotta say ***, uh
And I know your taste is, a little bit hmm, *** maintenance, uh
Everybody else basic, you live life on an everyday basis
With poetic justice, poetic justice
If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
I mean I write poems in these songs dedicated to you when
You’re in the mood for empathy, there’s blood in my pen
Better yet, where your friends and ’em? I really wanna know you all
I really wanna show you off, *** that
Pour up plenty of champagne, cold nights when you curse this name
You called up your girlfriends and y’all curled in that little bitty Range I heard that
She wanna go and party, she wanna go and party
*** don’t approach her with that Atari, ***, that ain’t good game, homie, sorry
They say conversation rule a nation, I can tell
But I could never right my wrongs ‘less I write it down for real, P.S
● ” Backseat Freestyle ”
Goddamn I feel amazing, damn I’m in the matrix
My mind is living on cloud nine and this 9 is never on vacation
Start up that Maserati and vroom-vroom, I’m racing
Popping pills in the lobby and I pray they don’t find her naked
And I pray you niggas is hating, shooters go after Judas
Jesus Christ if I live life on my knees, ain’t no need to do this
Park it in front of Lueders, next to that Church’s Chicken
All you pussies is losers, all my niggas is winners, screaming