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XXX. (Explicit) - Kendrick Lamar (肯德里克·拉马尔)/U2

Lyrics by：Anthony Tiffith/D. Natche/M. Spears/Bono/The Edge/Adam Clayton/Larry Mullen/Kendrick Lamar/Michael L. Williams II

Composed by：Anthony Tiffith/D. Natche/M. Spears/Bono/The Edge/Adam Clayton/Larry Mullen/Kendrick Lamar/Michael L. Williams II

Bēkon/Kid Capri：

America god bless you if it's good to you

America please take my hand

Can you help me underst

New kung fu kenny

Kendrick Lamar：

Throw a steak off the ark

To a pool full of sharks he'll take it

Leave him in the wilderness

With a sworn nemesis he'll make it

He'll make it

Take the gratitude from him

I bet he'll show you somethin' whoa

Whoa

I'll chip a little bit of nothin'

I'll chip a little bit of nothin'

I'll chip a little bit of nothin'

I'll chip a then throw the blower in his lap

Walk myself to the court like I did that

X rated

Johnny don't wanna go to school no mo' no mo'

Johnny said books ain't cool no mo' no mo'

Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin

Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin'

God bless America you know we all love him

Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101

Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds

He was sobbin' he was mobbin' way belligerent and drunk

Talkin' out his head philosophin' on what the lord had done

He said K Dot can you pray for me

It been a up day for me

I know that you anointed show me how to overcome

He was lookin' for some closure

Hopin' I could bring him closer

To the spiritual my spirit do know better but I told him

I can't sugarcoat the answer for you this is how I feel

If somebody kill my son that mean somebody gettin' killed

Tell me what you do for love loyalty and passion of

All the memories collected moments you could never touch

I'll wait in front a spot and watch him hit his block

I'll catch a leavin' service if that's all I got

I'll chip a then throw the blower in his lap

Walk myself to the court like I did that

Ain't no black power when your baby killed by a coward

I can't even keep the peace don't you with one of ours

It be murder in the street it be bodies in the hour

Ghetto bird be on the street paramedics on the dial

Let somebody touch my mama

Touch my sister touch my woman

Touch my daddy touch my niece

Touch my nephew touch my brother

You should chip a then throw the blower in his lap

Matter fact I'm 'bout to speak at this convention

Call you back

Alright kids we're gonna talk about gun control

Pray for me damn

Bono：