Heaven & Hell Kendrick Lamar (Ft. Alori Joh)
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[Produced by Tommy Black]
[Intro: Ab-Soul]
My nigga, what it look like?
[Verse: Kendrick Lamar]
Niggas hatin', bitches hatin', babies dyin'
Bullets flyin', helicopters, police sirens, preachers lying
Genocism, criticism, unemployment, racism
Burning buildings, AIDS victims, cancer killin', no cure
Oil spillin', turmoil, poverty-stricken, police brutality
Kickin' ass of us Africans, hostages in Afghanistan
Not to mention another prison, child molesting
Cow intestines, Botox injections, earthquakes that's government tested
Secret society weapon, opium plant manifested
Then turn to crack, then invested amongst us Blacks, just a message
To hold us back, great depression amongst Iraq, no direction, no Google map
Just a Tec for the soo-woop swerving, izuzu, then blap-blap-blap
Adolescents go cuckoo, mothers are boo-hoo crying
The governor keeps us starvin', these commercials keep us buyin'
These cigarettes supermarkets fill up our liver with triumph
Distincted livin' with science, no place to live in, no Zion
See that's forbidden, we fryin'
My nigga, what it look like?
That's exactly what Hell look like
[Intro: Ab-Soul]
My nigga, what it look like?
[Verse: Kendrick Lamar]
Niggas hatin', bitches hatin', babies dyin'
Bullets flyin', helicopters, police sirens, preachers lying
Genocism, criticism, unemployment, racism
Burning buildings, AIDS victims, cancer killin', no cure
Oil spillin', turmoil, poverty-stricken, police brutality
Kickin' ass of us Africans, hostages in Afghanistan
Not to mention another prison, child molesting
Cow intestines, Botox injections, earthquakes that's government tested
Secret society weapon, opium plant manifested
Then turn to crack, then invested amongst us Blacks, just a message
To hold us back, great depression amongst Iraq, no direction, no Google map
Just a Tec for the soo-woop swerving, izuzu, then blap-blap-blap
Adolescents go cuckoo, mothers are boo-hoo crying
The governor keeps us starvin', these commercials keep us buyin'
These cigarettes supermarkets fill up our liver with triumph
Distincted livin' with science, no place to live in, no Zion
See that's forbidden, we fryin'
My nigga, what it look like?
That's exactly what Hell look like
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