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untitled 07 l 2014 - 2016

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untitled 07 l 2014 - 2016

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Pimp pimp! (hooray!)

Pimp pimp! (hooray!)

(Hooray!)

Pimp pimp! (hooray!)

(Hooray!)

Love won't get you high as this

Drugs won't get you high as this

Fame won't get you high as this

Chains won't get you high as this

Juice won't get you high as this

Crew won't get you high as this

Hate won't get you high as this

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate

Love won't get you high as this

Drugs won't get you high as this

Fame won't get you high as this

Chains won't get you high as this

Juice won't get you high as this

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate

Life won't get you high like this here, no

He won't get you high like this here, no

She won't get you high like this here, no

"For Free?" won't get you high like this here, no

Two keys won't get you high, no, no, no

Bentleys won't get you high, like, no

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate

Life won't get you high, no, no, no

He won't get you high, no, no, no

She won't get you high, no, no, no

"For Free?" won't get you high, no, no, no

Two keys won't get you high, no, no, no

Bentleys won't get you high, no, no, no

Bars won't get you high, no, no, no

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate

Shut your fuckin' mouth and get some cash, you bitch, you

You be in your feelings, I be in my bag, you bitch, you

Santa's reindeer better have some ass, you bitch, you

Everything I'm working, gotta be the gas, you bitch, you

(Don't fuck around, don't fuck around, don't fuck around, don't fuck a...)

Shut your fuckin' mouth and get some cash, you bitch

You be in your feelings, I be in my bag, you bitch

Santa's reindeer better have some ass, you bitch

Everything I'm working, gotta be the

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate

Me don't want problem (me don't want problem)

Me don't want trick (me don't want trick)

Me do want dollars (me do want dollars)

Me want it big (me do want dollars)

Me don't want problem (we ride Impalas)

Me don't want trick (me don't want trick)

Me do want dollars (me don't want trick)

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate

We don't want problem (we don't want problem)

We don't want trick (we don't want trick)

We do want dollar (we do want dollar)

We do it big (we don't want problem)

We do it big (we don't want problem)

We do it big (we don't want trick)

We don't want problem (we don't want problem)

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate

Compton is where I'm from

Is where I'm from, where is I'm from

Yeah, yeah

Young Egypt

Look, look

I feel like Pacino in Godfather, I'm charged

Our father who art in Heaven, Kendrick at large

Came in the game with a plan of beatin' the odds

What an accomplishment, broken promises

Kept my focus anonymous till I dealt with the consequence

The greatest and latest mogul, you know what time it is

You niggas fear me like y'all fear God

You sound frantic, I hear panic in your voice

Just know the mechanics of making your choice and writin' your bars

Before you poke out your chest, loosen your bra

Before you step out of line and dance with the star

I could never end a career if it never start

The murderous capital, avenues lookin' like evil dead zombies

With batteries to the head

The flattery of watchin' my stock rise

The salary, the compensation tripled my cock size

I run through these stop signs with no brake fluid

Just premium gas, do it for dolo

Crash markets and prejudiced tags, look at my photo

Black excellence, pessimist died countin' my coin

Hope it's evident that I inspired a thousand emcees to do better

I blew cheddar on youth centers, buildings and Bimmers and blue leather

Forecastin' my future, this is the future

The mastermind until my next album, more power to you

Gunshot

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on

This is a fifteen minute song

We're just jammin' out, we on stage

Taz, we just jammin' out (shhh)

Hundred thousand (aw yeah, aw yeah)

Hundred thousand, you gotta see it!

Look, look, look, go back to the down note

They all sing this shit, everybody

Now I don't let you down, and for

You see, you see, you see, you see (right)

But I don't shake you down, dog for you, you, you, you

They say the government ain't the truth, truth, truth, truth (ahhhh Kendrick God)

And the politicians always mislead the youth, youth, youth, youth (what?)

But head is the answer

Head is the future

Don't second guess yourself

Come on, give me some help

Hey one more time, band, I need y'all to help me out right now

Head is the answer (yeah)

Head is the futu—it's the future, that nigga said

Don't second guess yourself (crazy, boy)

Come on, give me some help

Say come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, my background singer (right, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Come on, come—say, come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

I said, girl you make me wanna, uh

Right, the ho screaming now (right, right, yeah)

Uh, I said baby you make..

You make me wanna just, AHHH!

Baby you got me speechless right now

Laughs (you gotta take it there)

I gotta take it there, I ain't even playin' no more

Uh, said you just make me wanna Drake you down

To the ground, to the ground ground

Like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam

You just make me wanna Drake you down

Down, around like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam

And baby if your mama's around, if your mama's around

If your mama's around, if your mama's around

Tell her, tell her

No discrimination, she young nigga chasin'

And she can get this dick too!

I said come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

Yeah, nigga (fuck)

You gotta do it, man

We gonna lay that shit

We gonna lay that shit, and watch what it's gon' do

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Kendrick Lamar performs "untitled 07 l 2014 - 2016", and this lyric page sits inside the Kendrick Lamar catalog on LyroVerse.

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Yes. The related section below points to LOVE. (feat. Zacari) and Die Hard (feat. Blxst & Amanda Reifer) with a short reason for opening each page next.

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