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See any angels in the

Tell them I'm forever paid, California king
Wrestle in the Everglades, drive up out that muthafuckin swamp
In the so before you put that Red rag
In your I wanna see your fuckin resume
Started off on Ground Zero, I start to levitate
Rip rappers a new asshole: I hesitate
Dre Beats on, smoking that chronic to meditate
I'mma give em hurricanes another levee break
You niggas is featherweights, I'm Aftermath's
Now Dre's weapon of mass is 'bout to detonate
When a nigga Wack me, shit, I was selling weight
Now a nigga's selling millions, now it's to celebrate
in front of millions, nigga every race
64 in the '64, now watch the scrape
4th album, no 5 mics? Then let 'em
But I'm not stopping 'til I'm the fucking in every state

my life
Ridicule my
me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights
In the midst of the my fingertips start to write
Get with Cartwright
Cause I want that shot, I'm a raging bull when the drops
For the record, I'mma wreck it, if my record don't pop
tie a knot on a downtown building, let it tow behind me tell 'em
They can find me in the with the ghetto children look at my heart
Nigga fuck your feelings, is me

I'm sick of motherfuckers talking "the West died"
Can't you my heart beating?
That's the motherfuckin side, you test me, you test God
I'm his son, it say in Psalms, you at me
Then I can split you with this gun, you won't have no time to run
I'm from the Compton slums and that's how the West
I'm from the city where two of the died
Rest in peace to of 'em, spit like I'm the ghost of 'em
Damn, I said I spit like I'm the of 'em
your top 10, I'm harder than the most of 'em
Matter of fact, shorten your nigga, top 5
Game, Biggie, Hov, Pac, Nas
No particular order, bet a mil I slaughter
Serve niggas, give a fuck what you
How dare you niggas pop fly I'm the nigga
Sold 5 mil out the gate and do not lie

Recognize my
Ridicule my
Give me for the fire burning when I yearn these lights
In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to
Get familiar Cartwright
I want that shot, I'm a raging bull when the needle drops
For the record, I'mma wreck it, even if my don't pop
I'mma tie a knot on a building, let it tow behind me tell 'em
They can me in the dark with the ghetto children look at my heart
Nigga fuck feelings, this is me

I gave you the Documentary, was a classic
Gave you Advocate, you ripped it out the package
Came with LAX, since critics it was average
I was stressed the fuck out, between Aftermath and
Geffen, Interscope, now I got you in the
the red ink on the paper, it's like my pen is broke
And this is you all been waiting for
I'm the angel knocking on Satan's door
What the y'all take me for? I love you cause you hate me more
I'm Kobe on the floor, except I give you 84
you like Haiti's floor, walk up on you
Like "what's going on baby boy?" Shots in Mercedes door
Either I'm crazy, or the Slim Shady, or
Could that be the reason that said he would pay me more
But I still owe Jimmy one album
The best the West has seen, no disrespect to Calvin

Recognize my
Ridicule my
Give me fuel for the burning when I yearn these lights
In the midst of the my fingertips start to write
Get with Cartwright
Cause I want that shot, I'm a raging bull when the drops
For the record, I'mma wreck it, even if my record pop
tie a knot on a downtown building, let it tow behind me tell 'em
They can find me in the dark with the ghetto children look at my
Nigga fuck feelings, this is me

Kendrick, and I wear pendant on my shoulder,
Like a lieutenant, and the coupe got pulled over
Johnny lock a nigga down
Knowing well we don't wanna see the box like Manny Pacquiao
Little Mayweather size, ride like Pac
In his prime, life is now on radar
Til the federal come through and ours
Reminiscing the LA Raiders
Was in my home, snapback fitted on my dome
And I don't condone dickriding, I'm to
Westsiding, in a city where the skinny niggas die
And the semi bullets fly, but it me to a lion
Trying, and I that shit
came through, put the city on his back
I was in the city a nigga, had seen that shit
"Compton!", a nigga gotta scream that
Never went commercial, never T.V. screened that
Can't block or screen that shit, now sing that shit