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Kendrick Lamar - The Proof Lyrics

[Verse 1]
All my life I had to fight, nigga
Goals all in my sights, nigga
Sleep these days and nights, nigga
I done reached the pole then what I speak is strong
I give Minaj this and Jay-Z, eat the [?], uh
These other niggas only good for the turn up but fuck it boy
I ain't dissin' man, to each it's own
Breakin' in the game, boy the breach is strong
I need that Maserati with the features on
So I be goin' balls out like no briefs is on
Do a little of everything, get my [?] on
Shout out my nigga, shit they call the corners, yes
I been fuckin' the game, havin' gorgeous sex
Real recognize real so of course we next
Flow strong, flow strong, call it morning breath
Like wait, wait, boy I been patient
Del Amo, we hold it down but we been sinkin'
They say "REASON, why you actin' like your shit stinkin'?"
Boy, I been on one-hunnid like Ben Franklin, mmm
Streets need a nigga 'fore they been waitin'
So I'm aimin' for the corner 'fore I been bangin'
My opponents is weak and it's a [?] disease
Regardless of how they try, boy they so basic
Wait, wait, [?] disease? So basic?
'Cause if [?] was ill, the whole base sick
Cray shit, make sense 'cause they flow basic
And my ex-buddy ill 'fore my [?] basic
Lost that, I ain't trippin', REASON do replacements
Cray whip, changed grill, get a group a face lift
Nobody to steal from, ain't no competitions
So I steal my own flow, that's that OJ shit
Wait, let me slow it down, flow so Matrix
All black diamonds, boy I'm so racist
Del Amo in this bitch, run the whole nation
Comin' for niggas spots, boy they so vacant, uh
There's REASON nigga, flow so tight (so tight)
Del Amo in this bitch fo' life, stop gassin' weak flows
Got these niggas so hyped
When that shit just alright
[Hook 1]
Hah, and nigga we gon' be alright
Nigga, we gon' be alright
Hah, nigga we gon' be alright

[Interlude]
Do some shit y'all niggas wanna hear
Mixtape heavyweights
REASON, REASON
Ooh
[?]
Look at the flicka da wrist

[Verse 2]
Uh, REASON this bitch, ho (ho)
Now open up and show me what them lips fo' (wha?)
Baby, I don't care about you and I still don't
I can't even give a fake fuck, that's a deal though, REASON
I just came here for the sex, fuck 'em then dip
Baby, it's onto the next, uh
Hit 'em and I'm never callin'
Hoes fallin' for a nigga, they be Chris Paul'n

[Hook 2]
Boy, I'm ballin', look at the flicka da wrist (wrist)
Look at the waist on my bitch (bitch)
That shit don't even exist (hah!)
But her ass is great as it gets, uh
[Verse 3]
She go down like ankles on ships (wha?)
And stay down locked up as a miss (yeah)
That's my boo, that's my trap queen and shit
When there's beef, she be clappin' and shit (brr, brr)
Light a nigga up like skin bleach
Guns silent like a pipsqueak (uh)
I ain't never listen when a bitch speak (wait)
So if it ain't about the money, you can miss me, wait (wait)
I just killed a nigga, he prolly deserve it (deserve it)
Gun blockin', throwin' caps, uh, Bobby Shmurda
White bitch only shop at Saks Fifth
She be doin' lines like a actress
Told her give a nigga head, baby that's it
And use your hands first like a back-flip, uh
I got the hottest flow, this that oven music
Kill a beast like like porn, girl it's nothin' to it
I kill a beat and a pussy on the same night
And she know I beat the pussy, boy I'm so abusive
Club the pussy, club the pussy, bring the supper through it
Her son cryin' in the room but we fuckin' through it
I told her "Wait up, turn the Drake up"
A couple strokes now and I'm cummin' through it
Fightin' in that pussy and I prevailed then eye-roll like females
Her friends share this dick but don't share no details like ahh!
[Hook 2]
Look at the flicka da wrist (wrist)
Look at the waist on my bitch (wha?)
That shit don't even exist, uh
But her ass is great as it gets

[Outro]
Pussy feelin' like a skinny all-way (all-way)
I be playin' bitches like Broadway
She wanna be my girl and love me all day
She say "You in good hands"
That's what they all state, REASON