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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Kendrick Lamar
Stimme und Gesang
James Fauntleroy
Stimme und Gesang
Ronald Isley
Stimme und Gesang
Josef Leimberg
Trompete
Larrance Dopson
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Marlon Williams
Gitarre
Terrace Martin
Tasteninstrumente
Adrienne Woods
Cello
Amy Sanchez
Waldhorn
Andrea Whitt
Bratsche
Gabriel Noël
Bass
Ginger Murphy
Cello
Jen Simone
Geige
Miles Mosley
Bass
Molly Rogers
Bratsche
Neel Hammond
Geige
Paul Cartwright
Geige
Rickey Washington
Flöte
Ryan Porter
Posaune
Tylana Enomoto
Geige
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
James Fauntleroy
Songwriter:in
Terrace Martin
Songwriter:in
Ronald Isley
Songwriter:in
Josef Leimberg
Songwriter:in
Rose McKinney
Songwriter:in
Kendrick Lamar Duckworth
Songwriter:in
Kamasi Washington
Streicher-Arrangeur:in
Mark Spears
Streicher-Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Lovedragon
Produzent:in
Dr. Dre
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mischtechniker:in
Matt Schaeffer
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Mike Bozzi
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Anthony "TOPDAWG" Tiffith
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Dave "Miyatola" Free
Co-Produzent:in
David Kim
Saiteningenieur:in
James "The White Black Man" Hunt
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Thomas Burns
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Thomas Cullison
Saiteningenieur:in
Songteksten
[Verse 1]
How much a dollar really cost?
The question is detrimental, paralyzin' my thoughts
Parasites in my stomach keep me with a gut feeling, y'all
Gotta see how I'm chillin' once I park this luxury car
Hoppin' out feeling big as Mutombo
"20 on pump 6," dirty Marcellus called me Dumbo
20 years ago, can't forget
Now I can lend him a ear or two
How to stack these residuals tenfold
The liberal concept of men'll do
"20 on 6," he didn't hear me
Indigenous African only spoke Zulu
My American tongue slurry
Walked out the gas station
A homeless man with a semi-tan complexion
Asked me for ten rand, stressin' about dry land
Deep water, powder blue skies that crack open
A piece of crack that he wanted, I knew he was smokin'
He begged and pleaded
Asked me to feed him twice, I didn't believe it
Told him, "Beat it"
Contributin' money just for his pipe, I couldn't see it
He said, "My son, temptation is one thing that I've defeated
Listen to me, I want a single bill from you
Nothin' less, nothin' more"
I told him "I ain't have it" and closed my door
Tell me how much a dollar cost
[Chorus]
It's more to feed your mind
Water, sun and love the one you love
All you need, the air you breathe
[Verse 2]
He's starin' at me in disbelief
My temper is buildin', he's starin' at me, I grab my key
He's starin' at me, I started the car, then I tried to leave
And somethin' told me to keep it in park until I could see
The reason why he was mad at a stranger
Like I was supposed to save him
Like I'm the reason he's homeless and askin' me for a favor
He's starin' at me, his eyes followed me with no laser
He's starin' at me, I notice that his stare is contagious
'Cause now I'm starin' back at him, feelin' some type of disrespect
If I could throw a bat at him, it'd be aimin' at his neck
I never understood someone beggin' for goods
Askin' for handouts, takin' it if they could
And this particular person just had it down pat
Starin' at me for the longest until he finally asked
"Have you ever opened up Exodus 14?
A humble man is all that we ever need"
Tell me how much a dollar cost
[Chorus]
It's more to feed your mind
Water, sun and love the one you love
All you need, the air you breathe
[Verse 3]
Guilt trippin' and feelin' resentment
I never met a transient that demanded attention
They got me frustrated, indecisive and power trippin'
Sour emotions got me lookin' at the universe different
I should distance myself, I should keep it relentless
My selfishness is what got me here, who the fuck I'm kiddin'?
So I'ma tell you like I told the last bum
Crumbs and pennies, I need all of mines
And I recognize this type of panhandlin' all the time
I got better judgment, I know when ****'s hustlin', keep in mind
When I was strugglin', I did compromise, now I comprehend
I smell Grandpa's old medicine, reekin' from your skin
Moonshine and gin, **** you're babblin', your words ain't flatterin'
I'm imaginin' Denzel but lookin' at O'Neal
Kazaam is sad thrills, your gimmick is mediocre
The jig is up, I seen you from a mile away losin' focus
And I'm insensitive, and I lack empathies
He looked at me and said, "Your potential was bittersweet"
I looked at him and said, "Every nickel is mines to keep"
He looked at me and said, "Know the truth, it'll set you free
You're lookin' at the Messiah, the son of Jehovah, the higher power
The choir that spoke the word, the Holy Spirit
The nerve of Nazareth, and I'll tell you just how much a dollar cost
The price of having a spot in Heaven, embrace your loss, I am God"
[Outro]
I washed my hands, I said my grace
What more do you want from me?
Tears of a clown, guess I'm not all what it's all meant to be
Shades of grey will never change if I condone
Turn this page, help me change to right my wrongs
Written by: J. Fauntleroy, J. Leimberg, K. Duckworth, R. Isley, R. McKinney, T. Martin