Pillars of joy can be far out Through the thought of you I'll be troubled and bustled and scorned for your love Canei Fitch on the beat Turn the headphones up, Ali Here we go I woke up this morning with my dick on hard Didn't know why 'til I said fuck all y'all Or fuck this world, or I'mma fuck that girl Good Kid, m.A.A.d city, watch my day unfurl I put my life in these sentences Fucking right, it's either that or life sentences I'm relatives with Benjamin I used to give a fuck about my luck when I was innocent Now what the fuck is up, I'm at your neck like a pendleton Nigga, I need that, bitch, I need that Twenty-four acres and a mule, best believe that They say he got smoked, like where the weed at And everything you hope, bitch nigga, we that Pockets on Kelly Price back when it was '95 Buy a strap and then we cock it back when it's uncircumcised Write a rap on how we just react when shotty hit the spine Give you dap and then we slide through your hood three dozen times So what's good, I'm looking for a pedicure Pink pussy that pop, preferably the kind that don't stink Bomb ass head 'til she can't blink And her eyes get watery, you gotta pardon me I'm so damn turnt Wheeling in a two-door with two hoes that follow me And you know, Westside, right on time, tell 'em hoes kudos Eastside, right on time, they don't fuck with you though When my hood getting to the money, the pedal never broke Came a long way from the ghetto, dog, but Westside, right on time, only thing fosho Eastside, right on time, gunning through your door I woke up this morning like fuck the world Been hustling since I was twelve, man, I've been through hell Now these motherfuckers is trying to tell me I don't care Trying to tell y'all motherfuckers, look, y'all wasn't there Turnt, posted up on the block, waiting for mail For my niggas posted up in the county, praying for bail Could've cost your boy everything, man, it wasn't cheap Coming for a nigga, just don't sleep, shit for the weak Got on my Malcolm X frames, now I count the check, mane Cause every time I speak, you hear my Malcolm X pain Now them doors go up on that Lamb, they like judo Young, you like your bitches with ass, I like you, ho First, them bitches see me, I'm gone, I'm like Pluto Plus, I keep them choppers that sing, they Mars Bruno Brown bag full of cash, baby, MCM When they ask me my name, I tell 'em MC him, straight up All praise go to the most high All fades turn into a drive-by Part ways from the streets, after fucking with police guaranteed Last nigga did that died, don't you, don't you, don't you Wanna live where the AK go for only 8K Minus six racks, minus one on top of that Melee, stomp him out then drug him out like a date rape Daytonas bending every corner while they say All I ever wanted was a dollar bill and hundreds And my teacher as my woman, when she smiled, I stick my tongue in Plus some cartoons and some cereal, Snoop Doggy on my stereo Some British Knights or LA Gears with glowing lights or Perry Ellis jacket I would love a swapmeet full of Chevrolets in candy paint That's wet with Tammy on the bumper, can I hump her? Poppa tell me yes A DPGC concert and a DJ Quik song on cassette Twenty years later, hi hater, I'm the fucking best TRACK INFO Featuring: Jeezy

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Kendrick Lamar is set to hit the UK and Ireland later this year as part of his 'The Big Steppers Tour'

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Westside, Right on Time