Kendrick Lamar DUCKWORTH. Lyrics

DAMN. Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 BLOOD.
  • 2 DNA.
  • 3 YAH.
  • 4 ELEMENT.
  • 5 FEEL.
  • 6 LOYALTY.
  • 7 PRIDE.
  • 8 HUMBLE.
  • 9 LUST.
  • 10 LOVE.
  • 11 XXX.
  • 12 FEAR.
  • 13 GOD.
  • It was always me versus the world
    Until I found it's me versus me
    Why, why, why, why?
    Why, why, why, why?
    Just remember what happens on earth stays on earth!
    We gon' put it in reverse

    Darling I told you many times
    And I am telling you once again
    Just to remind you sweetheart that my—

    Oh Lamar, Hail Mary and marijuana, times is hard
    Pray with the hooligans, shadows all in the dark
    Fellowship with demons and relatives, I'm a star
    Life is one funny motha****a
    A true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him
    I might be buggin', infomercials and no sleep
    Introverted by my thoughts
    Children listen, it gets deep
    See once upon a time inside the Nickerson Garden projects
    The object was to process and digest poverty's dialect
    Adaptation inevitable, gun violence, crack spot
    Federal policies raid buildings and drug professionals
    Anthony was the oldest of seven
    Well respected, calm and collected
    Laughin' and joking made life easier
    Hard times, momma on crack
    A four-year-old telling his nanny he needed her
    His family history pimpin' and bangin'
    He was meant to be dangerous
    Clocked him a grip and start slangin'
    Fifteen scrapin' up his jeans with quarter pieces
    Even got some head from a smoker last weekend
    Dodged a policeman workin' for his big homie
    Small time hustler, graduated to a brick on him
    Ten thousand dollars out of a project housing
    That's on the daily, seen his first mil twenty years old
    Had a couple of babies, had a couple of shooters
    Caught a murder case, fingerprints on the gun
    They assumin', but witnesses couldn't prove it
    That was back when he turned his back
    And they killed his cousin
    He beat the case and went back to hustlin'
    Bird shufflin', Anthony rang
    The first in the projects with the two-tone Mustang
    That 5.0 thing, they say 5-0 came
    Circlin' parkin' lots and parking spots
    And hoppin' out while harrasing the corner blocks
    Crooked cops told Anthony he should kick it
    He brushed them off and walked back
    To the Kentucky Fried Chicken
    See at this chicken spot
    There was a light-skinned ***** that talked a lot
    With a curly top and a gap in his teeth
    He worked the window, his name was Ducky
    He came from the streets the Robert Taylor Homes
    Southside Projects, Chiraq, the Terror Dome
    Drove to California with a woman on him and 500 dollars
    They had a son hoping that he'd see college
    Hustlin' on the side with a nine to five to freak it
    Cadillac Seville, he'd ride his son around on weekends
    Three-piece special with his name on the shirt pocket
    'Cross the street from the projects
    Anthony planned to rob it
    Stuck up the place before back in '84
    That's when affiliation was really eight gears of war
    So many relatives telling us, selling us devilish works
    Killing us crime, intelligent, felonious
    Prevalent proposition with nines
    Ducky was well aware, they robbed the manager
    And shot a customer last year
    He figured he'd get on these *****s good sides
    Free chicken every time Anthony posted in line
    Two extra biscuits, Anthony liked him and then let him slide
    They didn't kill him, in fact it look like
    They're the last to survive
    Pay attention, that one decision changed both of they lives
    One curse at a time, reverse the manifest
    And good karma and I'll tell you why
    You take two strangers
    And put 'em in random predicaments
    Give 'em a soul so they can
    Make their own choices and live with it
    Twenty years later them same strangers
    You make 'em meet again
    Inside recording studios where they reaping their benefits
    Then you start reminding them 'bout that chicken incident
    Whoever thought the greatest rapper
    Would be from coincidence
    Because if Anthony killed Ducky
    Top Dawg could be servin' life
    While I grew up without a father and die in a gunfight

    So I was taking a walk the other day

    Written by: Don D. Robey, Jean Matyka, Joseph W. Scott, Kendrick Duckworth, Patrick Douthit
    Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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