paroles de chanson The Heart Part 4 - Kendrick Lamar
Don't
tell
a
lie
on
me
I
won't
tell
the
truth
'bout
you
Don't
tell
a
lie
on
me
I
won't
tell
the
truth
'bout
you
30
millions
later,
my
future
favors
The
legendary
status
of
a
hip-hop
rhyme
savior
Travel
round
the
atlas
in
this
spaceship
candy-coated
My
day
shift's
been
devoted
to
fuckin'
up
bundles
of
paper
Pi
equals
3.14
The
devil's
pie
is
big
enough
to
justify
the
whole
thing
Wait
up
Lampin'
in
Jamaica,
the
cloud's
turnin',
my
thought's
turnin'
Burnin'
castor
oil,
I
been
determined
to
make
an
earnin'
This
seed
in
this
soil
is
classified
I'm
satisfied
when
I
strategize
my
kid's
future
I
ain't
sanctified
enough
to
say
that
I
won't
shoot
ya
I
done
vandalized
the
industry
full
circuit
The
earthiest
slash
thirstiest
nigga
you
know
versus
this
Scum
of
a
land
that
transcends
two
surfaces
The
richer
the
poorer,
the
bigger
the
picture
The
more
blood
pours,
but...
Don't
tell
a
lie
on
me
I
won't
tell
the
truth
'bout
you
Don't
tell
a
lie
on
me
I
won't
tell
the
truth
'bout
you
My
fans
can't
wait
for
me
to
son
ya
punk
ass
and
crush
your
whole
lil
shit
I'll
Big
Pun
ya
punk
ass,
you
a
scared
little
bitch
Tiptoein'
around
my
name,
nigga
ya
lame
And
when
I
get
at
you
homie
don't
you
just
tell
me
you
was
just
playin'
Oh
I
was
just
playin'
with
you
K-Dot,
c'mon
You
know
a
nigga
rock
with
you,
bro
Shut
the
fuck
up,
you
sound
like
the
last
nigga
I
know
Might
end
up
like
the
last
nigga
I
know
Oh
you
don't
wanna
clash?
Nigga,
I
know
I
put
my
foot
on
the
gas,
head
on
the
floor
Hoppin'
out
before
the
vehicle
crash,
I'm
on
a
roll
Yellin',
"1,
2,
3,
4,
5
I
am
the
greatest
rapper
alive"
So
damn
great
motherfucker
I've
died
What
you
hearin'
now
is
a
paranormal
vibe
House
on
the
hill,
house
on
the
beach
nigga
(facts)
A
condo
in
Compton,
I'm
still
in
reach
nigga
(facts)
I'm
fresh
out
the
water
I'm
'bout
to
breach
nigga
The
five
foot
giant
woke
up
out
of
his
sleep
nigga
Oh
yeah,
oh
yeah,
more
cars,
more
leers
More
bars,
no
peers,
no
scars,
no
fear,
fuck
y'all,
sincere
I
heard
the
whispers,
I
curved
the
whispers,
you
know
what
the
risk
is
Earth
indigenous,
ya
body
reverting
to
stiffness
The
whole
world
goin'
mad
Bodies
is
adding
up,
market's
about
to
crash
Niggas
is
fake
rich,
bitches
is
fake
bad
Blacks
that
act
white,
Whites
that
do
the
dab
Donald
Trump
is
a
chump,
know
how
we
feel,
punk
Tell
'em
that
God
comin'
And
Russia
need
a
replay
button,
y'all
up
to
somethin'
Electorial
votes
look
like
memorial
votes
But
America's
truth
ain't
ignorin'
the
votes
It's
blasphemy,
how
many
gon'
blast
for
me?
I
prophesied
on
my
last
song,
you
laughed
at
me
Oh
when
the
shit
get
brackin',
don't
you
ask
for
me
How
many
leaders
gon'
tell
you
the
truth
after
me?
G
Malone
big
bro,
kudos
to
him
I
was
2 Os
from
an
M,
tryna
be
big
as
Em
30
millions
later
my
future
favors
The
legendary
status
of
a
hip-hop
rhyme
savior
Salmon
and
capers,
fame
and
lawsuits
You
looking
at
me
in
Chucks,
I'm
looking
at
y'all
suits
Me
and
Top
Dawg
playing
rock,
papers,
scissors
in
court
And
real
hustler
lose
money
just
to
go
get
some
more
I
said
it's
like
that,
drop
one
classic,
came
right
back
'Nother
classic,
right
back
My
next
album,
the
whole
industry
on
the
ice
pack
With
TOC
You
see
the
flames
and
my
E-Y-E's
It's
not
a
game
and
the
whole
world
is
going
mad,
daddy
It's
sad,
daddy
My
only
advice?
Go
and
get
you
a
bag
daddy
Lee
Baca,
on
trail
tryin'
portray
a
boxer
Beatin'
up
on
my
niggas
while
the
COs
watch
'em
Tables
turn,
lesson
learned,
my
best
look
You
jumped
sides
on
me,
now
you
'bout
to
meet
Westbrook
Go
celebrate
with
your
team
and
let
victory
vouch
you
Just
know
the
next
game
played,
I
might
slap
the
shit
out
you
Technical
foul,
I'm
flagrant,
I'm
fouled
They
throwin'
me
out,
you
throwin'
the
towel
Look
at
the
crowd,
they
(nah,
I
don't
like
that)
Look
at
my
smile,
I'm
smirking
Calm
but
urgent
(that
ain't
the
style,
fuck)
So
many
verses,
you
live
in
denial
(fuck)
So
many
verses,
I
never
run
out,
what?
You
making
him
nervous,
the
music
is
loud
Hoe,
Jay
Z
Hall
of
Fame,
sit
your
punk
ass
down
(sit
yo'
punk
ass
down)
So
that
means
you
ain't
bigger
than
rapping
(what
else?)
So
that
means
no
more
playing
the
backseats
(what
else?)
My
spot
is
solidified
if
you
ask
me
(what
else?)
My
name
is
identified
as
"that
king"
I'll
let
y'all
worry
about
a
list,
I'm
on
some
other
shit
A
difference
between
accomplishments
and
astonishments
You
know
what
time
it
is,
ante
up,
this
is
in
forever
Y'all
got
till
April
the
7th
to
get
ya'll
shit
together
Lets
get
it!
Look
look,
on
foenem

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