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Kendrick Lamar - Murda Lyrics

[Intro]
How long you been, how long you been bangin'?
I been bangin' since '85
On the real, this shit ain't no gimmick or no game, my nigga
This shit is real live truthful type of shit, my nigga
You know what I'm saying?
On the real, my nigga
And I lost a lot of real niggas to this shit

[Verse 1: King Esko]
Uh, you can smell marijuana in every corner from South Central to Arizona
You heard the state, the murder rate the Killer Cali, California
Cops get caught outside the Compton court by cold killers like they caught pneumonia
See, the '90s was like Pulp Fiction, Jheri curl, juice drippin'
On four-fives when we dumpin' on ya
Grew up in the slums where we glorify guns
And gain respect by jumpin' corners and dumpin' at you
Cops just jump in action, trigger happy
But nobody's gun is smilin' when somebody's son is dyin'
911, that's who you dialin'? (Huh?)
Ku Klux Klan, that's who you dialin'? (Huh?)
Killers wear blue and move in silence, hear the sirens
Scatter in disarray
My block's been hotter than dinner plates
We got beef like a Foreman, you layin' dormant at your wake (Yeah)
Real superheroes end in coffins with no capes (Yeah)
Me and Kendrick, Top Dawg, Dogg Pound, future rich shit
Picture that with no Instagram
Bullet to your temple, better pray that my pistol jam, yeah
[Chorus: King Esko & Kendrick Lamar]
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Killa Cali, you can try, you can die, motherfucker (Compton shit, yeah)
Killa Cali, you can try, you can die, motherfucker (Dope Boy, I fucks with you, nigga)

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Uh, fuck 'em all, kill 'em all off
Send 'em off to the Holy One
Put a hole in one like miniature golf
You doubled your profit?
Well, I see triple like Ricky Ross
Hand over the cloth, cloth over the gun
Gun over your jaw, bullet over your tongue
Stick my dick inside hip-hop and shorty sprung
Every time I get a chance to come over, I over-cum
Over the snare drums
Say who fuckin' with you if you the god emcee? I tell 'em none
Get it? I tell 'em none
Catholic nor a Christian
Holdin' the Book of Psalms in back of my True Religions
From the murder capitol
Niggas cap at you, neighbors'll never tell you who did it
Aimin' for your grill like a dentist working on British
Teeth, if you speak, get shot in the mouth, bitches
It's like that
Send shots at a Crip or a Blood or an ese, bet they comin' right back, right
[Chorus: King Esko & Scoe]
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Killa Cali, you can try, you can die, motherfucker (Bitch, uh, West)
Killa Cali, you can try, you can die, motherfucker (Scoe Gotti, look, uh)

[Verse 3: Scoe]
Gunshots wake me up from a light slumber
Another murder what I see when I open my shutter
We from the gutter, no bread and butter, just lead and water
Either you bite the bullet or you can die from the hunger
The sun's gettin' lower, the corner's gettin' darker
Guns gettin' loaded to slaughter our sons and daughters
It's time to get smarter 'cause times gettin' harder
Every second, the unemployment line gettin' longer
Baby cryin' and, mama, she don't know what to do (Do)
I know it's tragic, but in the project, it's nothin' new (New)
I'm just kickin' it, luxury cliquin' it (Yeah)
Watchin' the news, this shit is fuckin' ridiculous (Haha)
Roll a cigar, cup full of codeine
Cash in a rubber band, pistol in my other hand
Killa Cali, this the realest state (Realest state)
Most expensive real estate, Benz with the dealer plates
[Chorus: King Esko]
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Killa Cali, you can try, you can die, motherfucker
Killa Cali, you can try, you can die, motherfucker