Hood Politics

Album: To Pimp A Butterfly (2015)
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  • K-Dot, pick up the phone, nigga
    Every time I call, it's going to voicemail
    Don't tell me they got you on some weirdo rap shit, nigga?
    No socks and skinny jeans and shit, ha
    Call me on Shaniqua's phone!

    I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo boo
    Your home boy, your block that you're from, boo boo
    Lil hoes you went to school with, boo boo
    Baby mama and your new bitch, boo boo
    We was in the hood, 14 with the deuce-deuce
    14 years later going hard, like we used to on the dead homies
    On the dead homies

    I don't give a fuck about no politics in rap, my nigga (my nigga)
    My lil' homie Stunna Deuce ain't never comin' back, my nigga (my nigga)
    So you better go hard every time you jump on wax, my nigga (my nigga)
    Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, your shit is where it's at, my nigga (my nigga)
    Came in this game, you stuck your fangs in this game
    You wore no chain in this game, your hood, your name in this game
    Now you double up, time to bubble up the bread and huddle up
    Stickin' to the scripts, now here if them Benjamins go cuddle up
    Skip, hop, drip, drop, flip, flop with the white tube sock
    It goes "Sherm Sticks, burn this"
    That's what the product smell like when the chemicals mix
    50 nigga salute, out the Compton zoo, with the extras
    El Cos, Monte Carlos, Road Kings, and dressers
    Rip Ridaz, P-Funkers, Mexicans, they fuck with you
    Asians, they fuck with you, nobody can fuck with you

    I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo boo
    Your homeboy, your block that you're from, boo boo
    Lil hoes you went to school with, boo boo
    Baby mama and your new bitch, boo boo
    We was in the hood, 14 with the deuce-deuce
    14 years later going hard, like we used to on the dead homies
    On the dead homies

    Hopped out the Caddy, just got my dick sucked
    The little homies called and said, "the enemies done cliqued up"
    Oh, yeah? Puto want to squabble with mi barrio?
    Oh, yeah? Tell 'em they can run it for the cardio
    Oh, yeah? Everythin' is everythin', it's scandalous
    Slow motion for the ambulance, the project filled with cameras
    The LAPD gamblin', scramblin', football numbers slanderin'
    Niggas names on paper, you snitched all summer
    Streets don’t fail me now, they tell me it's a new gang in town
    From Compton to Congress, set trippin’ all around
    Ain't nothin' new, but a flu of new Demo-Crips and Re-Blood-licans
    Red state versus a blue state, which one you governin'?
    They give us guns and drugs, call us thugs
    Make it they promise to fuck with you
    No condom, they fuck with you, Obama say, "What it do?"

    (Obama say, "What it do?")
    (Obama say, "What it do?")

    I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo boo
    Your homeboy, your block that you're from, boo boo
    Lil hoes you went to school with, boo boo
    Baby mama and your new bitch, boo boo
    We was in the hood, 14 with the deuce-deuce
    14 years later going hard, like we used to on the dead homies
    On the dead homies

    Everybody wanna talk about who this and who that
    Who the realest and who wack, or who white or who black
    Critics want to mention that they miss when hip-hop was rappin'
    Motherfucker, if you did, then Killer Mike'd be platinum
    Y’all priorities fucked up, put energy in wrong shit
    Hennessy and Crown Vic, my memory been gone since
    Don’t ask about no camera blocking at award shows
    No, don’t ask about my bitch, no, don’t ask about my Vogues
    'Less you askin' me about power, yeah, I got a lot of it
    I'm the only nigga next to Snoop that can push the button
    Had the Coast on standby
    "K. Dot, what up? I heard they opened up Pandora’s box"
    I box ‘em all in, by a landslide
    Nah homie we too sensitive, it spill out to the streets
    I make the call and get the coast involved then history repeats
    But I resolved inside that private hall while sitting down with Jay
    He said "it's funny how one verse could fuck up the game"

    I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo boo-

    I remember you was conflicted
    Misusing your influence
    Sometimes I did the same
    Abusing my power full of resentment
    Resentment that turned into a deep depression
    Found myself screaming in a hotel room
    I didn't want to self-destruct
    The evils of Lucy was all around me
    So I went running for answers
    Until I came home
    But that didn't stop survivors guilt
    Going back and forth, trying to convince myself the stripes I earned
    Or maybe how A-1 my foundation was
    But while my loved ones was fighting a continuous war back in the city
    I was entering a new one Writer/s: Donte Perkins, Kendrick Lamar, Mark Spears, Stephen Lee Bruner, Sufjan Stevens
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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