Now everybody serenade the new faith of Kendrick Lamar

　　This is king Kendrick Lamar

　　King Kendrick and I meant it my point intended is raw

　　Fix your lenses forensics would’ve told you Kendrick had killed it

　　Pretend it’s a massacre and the masses upon us

　　And I mastered being the master and dodging your honor

　　And the chapter that read at 25 I would live dormant like 5 in the morning

　　Then ring your spot while Kendrick’s performing

　　And if they take everything know I got

　　(Ay Dre what’s happenin’ wit’ it my nigga )

　　Still I’m mad peel the plastic off it you can feel the magic

　　Still I’m laughing at the critics talking I can see ‘em gagging

　　When I’m back in the back of my city back in the back

　　With a batch of them bangin’ Dre Beats with me look where I’m at

　　It’s the murder cap’ and I’m captain at birth of this gangster rap

　　To a hundred mil’ in a day bitch I’m from

　　(Ay Dre what’s happenin’ wit’ it my nigga )

　　Won’t you spend a weekend on Rosecrans nigga

　　Khaki creasing crime increasing on Rosecrans nigga

　　Kendrick Conan nigga

　　Where you sword at hand on the cross and swore that

　　I do it big as Rasputia ( ) Kama Sutra scream f**k your position

　　And make you hold that

　　I’m trying to stay grounded like four flats

　　But I know flats and Piru Crip tats

　　(Will swarm on me like a beehive

　　Hop in the G ride

　　From the West to the East side

　　And that’s a given

　　I pass the blunt then pass the torch of course that’s my decision

　　I crash the Porsche then you report that you see me in Benzes

　　I must report that we import the narcotics you bought it

　　(Then talked about it when crack hit the speakers the music business

　　I blow up every time we throw up a record

　　Depending on what you expecting I’m sure it’s bigger than your religion

　　Perfected by niggas that manifested music to live in)

　　(Ay Dre what’s happenin’ wit’ it my nigga )

　　So tell that gangster throw his set high

　　Roll it up in a blunt I’mma take you on the next high

　　I did exactly what I wanted that’s what made them checks fly

　　In my direction you never questioned when I said I

　　Would be a mogul before I visit 2Pac and Left-eye

　　Eazy and Aaliyah when I see you we gon’ test drive

　　A Lambo in heaven but for now I’m on the redeye

　　Flying back to my city cuz I’ll forever standby

　　(Ay Dre what’s happenin’ wit’ it my nigga )

　　Now we can all celebrate

　　We can all harvest the rap artists of NWA

　　America target our rap market it’s controversy and hate

　　Harsh realities we in made our music translate

　　To the coke dealers the hood rich and the broke niggas that play

　　With them gorillas that know killers that know where you stay

　　Roll that kush crack that case ten bottles of rozay

　　This was brought to you by Dre

　　Now every motherf**ker in here say:

　　I make ‘em holla”