The Show

[Intro: Jay Rock]

Let's start our program ladies and gentlemen

LET'S GO!

NYC baby, haha we here now haha

Let's get it in

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]

Watch her getting jumping like third grade barrettes

Let the beretta blow you die slow while I smoke on chron-ic

Try to throw salt homie like dry sweat gun powder flow through triceps

I'm more advanced got a corvette flow, I spit like Murcielago

Through precipitation I give rappers a sun tan

Rapping like a promotional van when I pull the drum out

Clap more than a Beatle fan, never heard a sound like THIS

I'm number one, you're forever number two like Siamese

This is New York rap on gold d's

Jay Rock proceed

[Verse 2: Jay Rock]

Get it in like IVs

My flow is not on radar, the K-9 D

Play y'all like chess, you can't check us, come correct

Or face a lyrical bomb threat

I bomb first like Makaveli in 9 6

The nine mili have you on your death bed sick

See really I'm a project baby

Niggas are going Barney [?] raised me

Crooked cops

Stop sign got a bullet whole, don't stop

Speed through it like a drag race, or get buried under the state

K.Dot

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]

Expose niggas for who they are

Under their white T might be halter tops

Rap fags, the black mag come with a complimentary black mask

Black Jason, red beam on the Glock

Money talks, I'm trying to have a life long conversation

Live like a silver spoon caucasian with a chain of hotel rooms across the nation

No home training, break 1,000,000 dollar vases

Here we go yo, here we go yo

I got the special kind of flow they call it Hip-Hop antidote

Murder MC's, if you're a rapper please check your pulse

(Hurry Up) too late

(Flat line) John Doe

[Verse 4: Jay Rock]

Dead than a motherfucker, Damn I'm a motherfucker

(BLUCKA BL-BLUCKA BLUCKA BL-BLUCKA)

Let his Momma suffer

I ball like the West Coast at Harlem Rucker

But at venice beach, jump shots I'm finna see

Fuck a drop top, that's how they killed Kennedy

I'm in a bronco, OJ in the city streets

With my AC on (With your AC on?)

Shit don't try to play me homes

Jump stupid, then ask to get filet mignon

I'ma break him in half (and I'ma dumbthe bones)

Spill out (Then light the blunt)

With the butt of the comb

I got a lock like riper

25 to lifers, walk in the yard and never fold in a riot

You know who we are, Top Dawg generals

I thank God for rap, my career was being a criminal

BLISS

[Verse 5: Kendrick Lamar]

New level Hip Hop

Where my shovel? Let me convince Nas

Dig a couple graves tell 'em that the new rap zombie is alive to invade

On the masses south central true best I

40 Glock stashes, buck 50 score left eye

Going back to Cali in a New York state of mind

[Outro: Kendrick Lamar]

I can't wait

You know, nigga ain't never hopped on no, no subway train you know

Might catch the blue line or something

Metro Bus

125 St. down Rosecrans, 53 down central

Hahahaha, It's all new to us you know

Get out the hood for once

Statue of Liberty, I wanna see the fire on that motherfucker

The fire really burn in that motherfucker?

Heh, you see a nigga don't a nigga don't ever know and shit

I ain't never seen snow nigga

Southern California

Crenshaw, gangbanging can't slang it

I wanna see some NY fitteds

Get used to them L.A. cats, heh

Puerto Rican mamis, nigga don't got no puerto rican mamis, nigga we got Mexicans nigga

Straight up, haha