paroles de chanson Ronald Reagan Era (His Evils) - Kendrick Lamar
We're
far
from
good
Not
good
from
far
90
miles
per
hour
down
Compton
Boulevard
With
the
top
down,
screaming
we
don't
give
a
f-ck
Drink
my
40
ounce
of
freedom
while
I
roll
my
blunt
Cause
the
kids
just
aint
alright
Oh
shit
niggas
Somethin'
bout
to
happen
Nigga
this
shit,
nigga
this
sound
like
30
keys
under
the
compton
court
building
Hope
the
dogs
don't
smell
it
Welcome
to
vigilante
802s
so
don't
you
ask
me
I'm
hungry
my
body's
antsy
I'll
rip
through
your
f-cking
pantry
Peeling
off
like
a?
examine
my
orchestra
Granny
said
when
I'm
old
enough
I'll
be
sure
to
be
all
I
can
be
You
niggas
Marcus
Camby,
washed
up
Pussy
fix
ya
panties
I'm
Mr.
Marcus,
you
gettin'
f-cked,
ugh
You
aint
heard
nothing
harder
since
Daddy
Kane
Take
it
vain,
vicodins
couldn't
ease
the
pain
Lightening
bolts
hit
ya
body,
you
thought
it
rained
Not
a
cloud
in
sight,
just
the
shit
that
I
write
strong
enough
To
stand
in
front
of
a
travelling
freight
train
Are
you
trained,
to
go
against
Dracula
Dragging
the
record
industry
by
my
fangs
AK
clips,
money
clips
and
gold
chains
You
walk
around
with
a
P90
like
it's
the
902s
Bullet
to
your
temple
your
homocide'll
remind
me
Them
Compton
crip
niggas
aint
nothing
to
f-ck
with
Bompton
Piru's
aint
nothing
to
f-ck
with
Compton
esé's
aint
nothin'
to
f-ck
with
But
they
f-ck
with
me
and
bitch
I
love
it
Whoopty
whoop,
woopty
woop
woop
Whoopty
whoop,
woopty
woop
woopty
woop
woop
(California
dungeons)
Whoopty
whoop,
woopty
woop
woop
Whoopty
whoop,
woopty
woop
woopty
woop
woop
(California
dungeons)
Lets
hit
the
county
building
gotta
catch
my
check
Spend
it
all
to
a
40
ounce
to
the
neck
And
in
retrospect
I
remember
December
being
the
hottest
Squad
cars,
neighbourhood
wars
and
stolen
monsters
I
tell
you
mothaf-ckers
that
life
is
full
of
hydraulics
Up
and
down,
get
64
better
know
how
to
drive
it
I'm
driving
on
E
with
no
license
or
registration
Heart
racin'
racing
past
johnny
because
he's
racist
1987,
the
children
of
Ronald
Reagan
raped
the
leaves
off
your
front
porch
With
a
machine
blow
torch
He
blowing
on
stress,
hoping
to
ease
the
stress
He
copping
some
blow
hoping
that
it
can
stretch
New
born
massacre,
hoppin'
out
the
passenger
With
calendars
cause
your
date
coming
Run
'em
down
them
he
gun
em
down
I'm
hoping
that
you
fast
enough
Even
the
legs
of
Michael
Johnson
don't
mean
nothin'
because
Them
Compton
crip
niggas
aint
nothing
to
f-ck
with
Bompton
Piru's
aint
nothing
to
f-ck
with
Compton
esé's
aint
nothin'
to
f-ck
with
But
they
f-ck
with
me
and
bitch
I
love
it
Whoopty
whoop,
woopty
woop
woop
Whoopty
whoop,
woopty
woop
woopty
woop
woop
(California
dungeons)
Whoopty
whoop,
woopty
woop
woop
Whoopty
whoop,
woopty
woop
woopty
woop
woop
(California
dungeons)
Can't
detour
when
you
at
war
with
your
city
Why
run
for?
Just
ride
with
me,
just
die
with
me
That
gun
store,
right
there
When
you
fight,
don't
fight
fair
Cause
you'll
never
win
Can't
detour
when
you
at
war
with
your
city
Why
run
for?
Just
ride
with
me,
just
die
with
me
That
gun
store,
right
there
When
you
fight,
don't
fight
fair
Cause
you'll
never
win
Yeah
yeah
yeah
Woah
woah
wo-wo-wo-woah
Woah
woah
wo-wo-wo-woah
![Kendrick Lamar - Section.80](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/l/f/z/c/zfjCAfcZFL.jpg)
1 HiiiPoWeR
2 Ab-Souls Outro
3 Ab-Soul's Outro
4 Blow My High (Members Only)
5 Members Only
6 Kush & Corinthians (His Pain)
7 Kush & Corinthians
8 Rigamortis
9 Rigamortus
10 Keisha's Song (Her Pain)
11 Keisha's Song (Her Pain)
12 Keisha's Song (Her Pain)
13 Chapter Ten
14 The Spiteful Chant
15 The Spiteful Chant
16 Poe Mans Dreams (His Vice)
17 Poe Mans Dreams (His Vice)
18 Kush & Corinthians
19 Poe Mans Dream (His Vice)
20 Ronald Reagan Era (His Evils)
21 Ronald Reagan Era
22 Chapter Six
23 Tammy's Song (Her Evils)
24 No Makeup (Her Vice)
25 No Make-Up (Her Vice)
26 A.D.H.D
27 F*ck Your Ethnicity
28 Fuck Your Ethnicity
29 No Makeup (Her Vice)
30 The Spiteful Chant
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