Album: Good Kid, M.A.A.D City (2012)
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  • 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 at dodging your honor
    And the chapter that read at 25 I would live dormant at 5 in the morning
    They raid your spot while Kendrick's performing
    And if they take everything, know I got

    Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine

    (Ay, Dre what's happenin' wit' it my nigga!)

    Still I'm at it, 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 'bach
    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 birthin' this gangsta rap
    It's a wrap when I'm done and I come a long way from a hundred dollars a month
    To a hundred mil' in a day, bitch I'm from

    Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine

    So come and visit the tire screeching, ambulance, policeman
    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 for them shooters
    Kama Sutra scream fuck 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
    Know that's just how Compton roll

    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)

    Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine

    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

    Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine

    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 motherfucker in here say:
    "Look who's responsible for taking Compton international
    I make 'em holla"

    Ain't no city quite like mine, yeah
    In the city of Compton
    Ain't no city quite like mineWriter/s: Sylvester Jordan Jr., Justin Gregory Smith, Charles Richard Cason, Kendrick Duckworth
    Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, MUSIC CITY ASSOCIATES
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