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