Set Precedent

[Intro: Mykestro] Oh yeah [Verse 1: Mykestro] Ayy, I hear Skill still slept on, maybe y'all recollect wrong Maybe me writing in retrospect done kept home at a standstill Me and my Chevrolet roam The song of salvation 'til my larynx gone Leveraging, the resurrection was never set in stone Plagiarist-proof endeavors embedded this alone The subject at hand as if my predicates on song set precedent I'm addressing the elements indulged in finesse You less eloquent, rhetoric is strong where I reside at I see irrelevance condoned by the delegates They regressin', it's evident they on What I been off, fuck it, since the samaritans are sold I'ma represent for self, this detrimental tone that I'm taking The front runner of presidential polls No arrogance, should've just got my Jurevicius on A vulgarist, the only heir apparent to the throne Can't wander the Serengeti in a brougham Youngin, I'm eons beyond the box Flow freon and still'll Ghost Recon a cop So phenomenal by design, we still pushing the envelope No kiosk to vote, but, uh Most agree I am hope for the coast Low-key, I'm consulting to triage your pulse On me, I'm the most slept on [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] Stepped on stepsons, father of rap songs Rightin' my wrongs, writin' the Book of Psalms This is the word, word to the Holy Quran Or whatever that's fond to you I find it funny that you embracing the storm Wake up, ring the alarm Or wake up with a bomb through you It's Baghdad, kids with bad dads, cops with bad badges Big bullets, no "my bads" when them guns shoot you Mykestro, I might go Out as the Mike Jordan, lacin' my Jordans and yelling out, "Iso" Ike Turner your idol, whip him and bruise him Stick poison inside of his pipehole, sad that you knew him We influence the heart of thousands That's nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand, but who's countin'? Thirsty for success and we drink from the youth fountain Big-headed, tryna stay grounded like a delinquent in middle school clownin' Drowning emcees, they want life jackets While we swim backwards, we yellin', "Nigga, please" Pay your respect and recognize the alphabet You can't survive in a room full of G's Coached by my uncle Lil' Mane, I resemble him They tryna steal the game and we killin' all thieves Make 'em draw blood, let 'em all bleed Motherfucker die, put a ribbon in the sky, tell Stevie Wonder sing King of all kings, jokers and new jacks'll get dealt with Royal flush when I drop shit and say these things May I lean on 'em? 'Cause half of these niggas Maybelline All made up I'm 'bout to go dummy on a dummy, what? What? Treat 'em like some welterweights and stuff 'em in some trunks Fuckin' with a giant I'm Forest Whitaker sparring with some Forrest Gumps What you want? Huh? Kendrick Lamar [Verse 3: Mykestro] What a dilemma, tryna Dilla the charts with incentive See, I'm a definitive nigga for starts, no one similar Iller the way I deliver, they harp I be rhythm and Ritalin, sittin', assemblin' sentiments Diligence, then again, I did administer art in percentages This is just another sinister start, so consider this Exhibition as a privilege, park And watch me Meadowlark Lemon my part Shit's riveting what I've written, 'til a nigga depart, 'bout a dividend Considering the withering of words Nothing reelin' in the urge to revisit all the shit I been hearin' Emerge through provision and of nerve We stern, this here is endearing and deserved Nothing like y'all as far as era is concerned You don't know about us, then your ear ain't to the curb Sermons be piercin' to your courage For real, against all odds, I'm the fiercest with the term The nonchalant nod when the iffiness occurs Hella picky and done sweated out the prissiest of perms I walk in the room, bitches' Vickies get submerged Shit that used to be clear, the vindictive me done blurred And I ain't satisfied 'til the denser me can splurge At the embassy, my enemies can burn I defer all amenities with hopes that my sins will be adjourned Niggas diddle my abilities to remedy concern We at SkillzStillAppeal let the chemistry converge And the trilogies, the humility is in the urn You ain't feeling me, the new humidity is here I'm somewhere between bein' Kenny G and Murs If shit don't blend like Hennessy and Kern's I'll encourage infamy, you get an empty me in turn [Verse 4: Kendrick Lamar] I return before tables get turned, it's my turn, spur of the moment I reproduce sperm, they tryna clone it Stand firm, bumpin' The Firm, "Phone Tap," I'm on it I slaughter every opponent to bits of components, pwn it You can't fuck with the horsepower, y'all woofin' too much And 'bout to go hoarse, coward, as soon as I bust, pause You put your hands on a broad, then tellin' me you can brawl You thought you saw me when you saw Saw, frightenin' More reckless than a paisa driving without license Hittin' your new truck, then leavin' you hikin' They said no, the industry let it go I cracked the window, then hit the back door like trick dices Stickin' and movin' and movin' and stickin' the prices Uppin' the ante before I'm an antique, I promise you hear me clear Even if you need three ears with Tyson Grippin' the panties, big booty, no whammies, they dykin' I'm likin' 'em all, we sippin' pink panties, haters'll spike it Voicin' opinions, but holdin' laryngitis See, I don't hear 'em, I'm a winner by law Track 'em down like a subway when they subpar Subzero every time I jump in the synagogue Send an angel, send a god, I don't make it look hard, I know (Know, know, know, know) I just let the thoughts take its toll More sentences than level-four yard Bogart, go hard, black tar, concrete Convict times Pappy Mason times three Uncle Toms need Tums to stomach atomic bombs or die from my wizardry RZA, GZA, Method Man, I'm a Killer Bee Kill or be killed, make your embassy yield, this is not your cup of tea And oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh) They say waters run deep, dive in Bermuda Triangles and you'll see us We must leave dust behind, emcees duck Deduct, revenue decline when we touch Down like a running back's grind, can you keep up? Or keep away for keepsake and— fuck We must leave dust behind, emcees duck (Yeah) Deduct, revenue decline when we touch (Yeah) Down like a running back's grind, can you keep up? You keep a safe for keepsake, that ain't safe, bluh (Bluh-bluh-bluh-bluh-bluh-bluh) [Outro: Kendrick Lamar & Mykestro] Kendrick Kendrick Lamar (Bluh-bluh-bluh-bluh) Kendrick motherfuckin' Lamar, nigga You better ask somebody This the Barmittzpha, baby Real rap, that's all It's like my nigga Crooked say We ain't at the round table Then the West ain't back Run and tell that