BET BackRoom Freestyle

[Verse 1] When I jumped off the porch I was forced into last resorts of a temper gone short And, of course, when that took it's course, hoarse when yelling out Demons that fought inside of me taught society how to rejoice Killers on side of me, privacy obviously was lost For a piracy of the streets and my Odyssey Caught a bullet that probably destroyed... A good kid in a mad city, slightly annoyed I walk down the street with no heat and run into beef when I’m just a vegan Reeking the scent of a saint, sinners smell it then start squeezing Pellets tumbling straight at my melon, apparent reason... Because my cousin's cuzzin a Blood That was Blooding in public and Kendrick seen with him last weekend, cousin But you ain't no kin to me, probably Kendrick I'm Kennedy Assassinate my character, shoot as your remedy Fair enough I got enemies but I don’t bang But that's the repercussion like when your cousin’s cuzzin a blood And you’re by yourself at the Compton parade Good Kid M.A.A.D City Life or death Is you with me? Wassup