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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar
Stimme und Gesang
Deyra Barrera
Deyra Barrera
Zusätzlicher Gesang
Dahi
Dahi
Programmierung
Frano
Frano
Tasteninstrumente
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Programmierung
M-Tech
M-Tech
Tasteninstrumente
Mark Spears
Mark Spears
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar
Komponist:in
Dahi
Dahi
Komponist:in
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Komponist:in
Craig Balmoris
Craig Balmoris
Komponist:in
Tim Maxey
Tim Maxey
Komponist:in
Frano Huett
Frano Huett
Komponist:in
Tyler Mehlenbacher
Tyler Mehlenbacher
Komponist:in
Matthew Bernard
Matthew Bernard
Komponist:in
Mark Anthony Spears
Mark Anthony Spears
Komponist:in
Armand Hutton
Armand Hutton
Chor-Arrangeur:in
Mark Spears
Mark Spears
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dahi
Dahi
Produzent:in
Mark Spears
Mark Spears
Produzent:in
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Produzent:in
Tyler Reese
Tyler Reese
Produzent:in
Craig Balmoris
Craig Balmoris
Produzent:in
M-Tech
M-Tech
Zusätzliche:r Produzent:in
Tim Maxey
Tim Maxey
Zusätzliche:r Produzent:in
Ray Charles Brown Jr.
Ray Charles Brown Jr.
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Johnathan Turner
Johnathan Turner
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Laura Sisk
Laura Sisk
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Oli Jacobs
Oli Jacobs
Mischtechniker:in
Ruairí O'Flaherty
Ruairí O'Flaherty
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Frano
Frano
Produzent:in
Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Matt Cerritos
Matt Cerritos
Mischtechniker:in, 3D-Audio

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Siento aquí tu presencia La noche de anoche Y nos ponemos a llorar Yesterday, somebody whacked out my mural That energy'll make you niggas move to Europe But it's regular for me, yeah, that's for sure The love and hate is definite without a cure All this talk is bitch-made, that's on my Lord I'll kill 'em all before I let 'em kill my joy I done been through it all, what you endure? It used to be "fuck that nigga," but now it's plural Fuck everybody, that's on my body My blick first, then God got me I watch 'em pander with them back-handed compliments Put they head on a Cuban link as a monument I paid homage, and I always mind my business I made the- I never lost who I am for a rap image It's motivation if you wonder how I did it Yeah, nigga, go and up your rank Know you a god even when they say you ain't Yeah, nigga, keep your feelings out the way Never let no one put smut up on your name Yeah, nigga, keep your head down and work like I do But understand everybody ain't gon' like you Yeah, nigga, if they say it's love, you've been lied to A couple rules of engagements, I'ma guide you Que reflejan tu mirada La noche, tú y yo Ridin' in my GNX with Anita Baker in the tape deck, it's gon' be a sweet love Fuck apologies, I wanna see y'all geeked up Don't acknowledge me, then maybe we can say it's fair Take it to the internet, and I'ma take it there Miss my uncle Lil' Mane, he said that he would kill me if I didn't make it Now, I'm possessed by a spirit and they can't take it He used to bump Tha Carter III, I held my Rollie chain proud Irony, I think my hard work let Lil Wayne down Whatever, though, call me crazy, everybody questionable Turn me to an eskimo, I drew the line and decimals Snoop posted "Taylor Made," I prayed it was the edibles I couldn't believe it, it was only right for me to let it go Won the Super Bowl, and Nas the only one congratulate me All these niggas agitated, I'm just glad they're showin' they faces Quite frankly, plenty artists, but they outdated Old-ass flows, tryna convince me that you they favorite This is not for lyricists, I swear, it's not the sentiments Fuck a double entendre, I want y'all to feel this shit Old soul, bitch, I probably built them pyramids Ducking strays when I rap battled in the Nickersons Where you from? Not where I'm from, we all indigenous Against all odds, I squabbled up for them dividends Against all odds, I showed up as a gentleman I done lost plenty friends, 16 to be specific Put that on my kids' children, we gon' see the future first They like, "Dot big trippin," I just want what I deserve What bridge they done burnt? All of them, it's over with I'm doin' what COVID did, they'll never get over it Yeah, nigga, go and up your rank Know you a god even when they say you ain't Yeah, nigga, keep your feelings out the way Never let no one put smut up on your name Yeah, nigga, keep your head down and work like I do But understand everybody ain't gon' like you Yeah, nigga, if they say it's love, you've been lied to A couple rules of engagements, here to guide you Niggas from my city couldn't entertain old boy Promisin' bank transactions and even bitcoin I never peaced it up, that shit don't sit well with me Before I take a truce, I'll take 'em to Hell with me If that money got in the hands of a crash dummy Could jeopardize my family and burden the ones who love me Niggas mad 'cause I decided not to pretend Y'all stay politically correct, I'ma do what I did Ain't no sympathy here, this shit's hilarious It's a lot of opinions, but no power to carry it 2025, they're still movin' on some scary shit Tell 'em quit they job, and pay the real niggas they severance Don't insult my intelligence, I'm not just for the television Teleport to Bullis Road and dig up all my relatives Okay, nigga, let's settle it, these niggas been fake loyal Since y'all pandering to choose a side, let me do it for you Okay, fuck your hip-hop, I watched the party just die Niggas cackling about-, while all of y'all is on trial Niggas thought I was antisocial when I stayed inside my house You better off to have one woman, never think tricky right now You niggas live in denial, ay, fuck anybody empathetic to the other side, I vow A bitch nigga love bitch niggas, they exist with them in style Exterminate 'em right now Make Katt Williams and them proud, the truth 'bout to get loud New juice is out of my cup, I sober up, and knock 'em all off Don't let no white comedian talk about no Black woman, that's law I know propaganda work for them, and fuck whoever that's close to them The niggas that coon, the niggas that being groomed, slide on both of them You either have Cap'n Crunch and proceeded to put water in it? Pulled over by the law, you riding dirty, so you can't argue with 'em? Then make it to be a star, bare your soul and put your heart up in it? Well, I did Whacked the murals out, but it ain't no legend if my legend ends
Writer(s): Jack Michael Antonoff, Craig Inocencio Balmoris, Dacoury Dahi Natche, Mark Anthony Spears, Kendrick Lamar Duckworth, Tyler Reese Mehlenbacher, Frano Jay Huett, Timothy Maxey, Matthew Bernard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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