CountMeOut

Count Me Out (Explicit) - Kendrick Lamar (肯德里克·拉马尔)

Lyrics by：Kendrick Lamar/J. Pounds/D. Natche/M. Spears/Sam Dew

Composed by：Kendrick Lamar/J. Pounds/D. Natche/M. Spears/Sam Dew

We may not know which way to go

On this dark road

Mr Duckworth

All of these h*es make it difficult

Session 10 breakthrough

One of these lives I'ma make things right

With the wrongs I've done that's one of you now

With the Father Son 'til then I fight

Rain on me put the blame on me

Got guilt got hurt got shame on me

Got six magazines that's aimed at me

Done every magazine what's fame to me

It's a game to me where the bedroom at

Sleep I ain't had to flex with that

What's fed when the hearts and the words don't reach

What's fed when the money don't take things back

It's rare when somebody take your dreams back

I care too much wanna share too much

In my head too much I shut down too

I ain't there too much I'm a complex soul

They layered me up then broke me down

And moralities dust I lack in trust

This time around I trust myself

Please everybody else but myself

All else fails I was myself

Out done fear out done myself

This year you better one yourself

Masks on the babies mask on an opp

Wear masks in the neighborhood stores when you shop

But a mask won't hide who you are inside

Look around the realities carved in the lies

Wipe my ego dodge my pride

Look myself in the mirror

Amityville I ain't seen nothin' scarier

I fought like a pit bull terrier blood I shed could fill up aquariums

Tell my angels Carry 'em

Every emotion been deprived

Even my strong points couldn't survive

If I didn't learn to love myself forgive myself a hundred times dawg

I love when you count me out

Huh

I love when you count me out

I love when you count me out

I love when you count me out

F**k it up f**k it up

F**k it up f**k it up f**kin' it up

How you gon' win my trust when the lies run deep

Wah woo wah

How you gon' bend your love when the bad don't sleep

Beep beep crash our feelings in the middle of the street

F**k it up f**k it up

F**k it up f**k it up f**kin' it up

When you was at your lowest tell me where the h*es was at

When you was at your lowest tell me where the bros was at

Three thirty in the mornin' scroll through the call log

Ain't nobody but the mirror lookin' for the fall off

I love when you count me out