K-POP Lyrics Song

Kendrick LamarKing Kunta

I got a bone to pick
I don't want you monkey mouth motherfuckers sittin' in my throne again
Aye aye nigga whats happenin' nigga, K Dot back in the hood nigga
I'm mad He mad, but I ain't stressin'
True friends, one question
Bitch where you when I was walkin'
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta
Black man taking no losses
Bitch where you when I was walkin'
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
When you got the yams What's the yams
The yam is the power that be
You can smell it when I'm walking down the street
Oh yes we can, oh yes we can
I can dig rapping, but a rapper with a ghost writer
What the fuck happened
Oh no I swore I wouldn't tell
But most of you share bars like you got the bottom bunk in a two man cell
A two man cell
Something's in the water Something's in the water
And if I got a brown nose for some gold then I'd rather be a bum than a motherfuckin' baller
Bitch where you when I was walkin'
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta
Black man taking no losses
Bitch where you when I was walkin'
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
When you got the yams What's the yams
The yam brought it out of Richard Pryor
Manipulated Bill Clinton with desires
24 7, 365 days times two
I was contemplatin' gettin' on stage
Just to go back to the hood see my enemies and say
Bitch where you when I was walkin'
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta
Black man taking no losses
Bitch where you when I was walkin'
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
You goat mouth mammy fucker
I was gonna kill a couple rappers but they did it to themselves
Everybody's suicidal they don't even need my help
This shit is elementary, I'll probably go to jail
If I shoot at your identity and bounce to the left
Stuck a flag in my city, everybody's screamin' Compton
I should probably run for Mayor when I'm done, to be honest
And I put that on my Mama and my baby boo too
Twenty million walkin' out the court buildin' woo woo
Ah yeah fuck the judge
I made it past 25 and there I was
A little nappy headed nigga with the world behind him
Life ain't shit but a fat vagina
Screamin' Annie are you ok Annie are you ok
Limo tinted with the gold plates
Straight from the bottom, this the belly of the beast
From a peasant to a prince to a motherfucking king
Bitch where was you when I was walkin'
By the time you hear the next pop, the funk shall be within you
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, King Kunta
Black man taking no losses
Bitch where was you when I was walkin'
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
Funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk
We want the funk
We want the funk
Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it
We want the funk
Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it
We want the funk
Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it
We want the funk
Do you want the funk
We want the funk
Do you want the funk
We want the funk
Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it
We want the funk
I remember you was conflicted, misusing your influence
I got a bone to pick
I don't want you monkey mouth motherfuckers sittin' in my throne again
Aye aye nigga whats happenin' nigga, K Dot back in the hood nigga
I'm mad He mad, but I ain't stressin'
True friends, one question
Bitch where you when I was walkin'
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta
Black man taking no losses
Bitch where you when I was walkin'
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
When you got the yams What's the yams
The yam is the power that be
You can smell it when I'm walking down the street
Oh yes we can, oh yes we can
I can dig rapping, but a rapper with a ghost writer
What the fuck happened
Oh no I swore I wouldn't tell
But most of you share bars like you got the bottom bunk in a two man cell
A two man cell
Something's in the water Something's in the water
And if I got a brown nose for some gold then I'd rather be a bum than a motherfuckin' baller
Bitch where you when I was walkin'
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta
Black man taking no losses
Bitch where you when I was walkin'
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
When you got the yams What's the yams
The yam brought it out of Richard Pryor
Manipulated Bill Clinton with desires
24 7, 365 days times two
I was contemplatin' gettin' on stage
Just to go back to the hood see my enemies and say
Bitch where you when I was walkin'
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta
Black man taking no losses
Bitch where you when I was walkin'
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
You goat mouth mammy fucker
I was gonna kill a couple rappers but they did it to themselves
Everybody's suicidal they don't even need my help
This shit is elementary, I'll probably go to jail
If I shoot at your identity and bounce to the left
Stuck a flag in my city, everybody's screamin' Compton
I should probably run for Mayor when I'm done, to be honest
And I put that on my Mama and my baby boo too
Twenty million walkin' out the court buildin' woo woo
Ah yeah fuck the judge
I made it past 25 and there I was
A little nappy headed nigga with the world behind him
Life ain't shit but a fat vagina
Screamin' Annie are you ok Annie are you ok
Limo tinted with the gold plates
Straight from the bottom, this the belly of the beast
From a peasant to a prince to a motherfucking king
Bitch where was you when I was walkin'
By the time you hear the next pop, the funk shall be within you
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, King Kunta
Black man taking no losses
Bitch where was you when I was walkin'
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
Funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk
We want the funk
We want the funk
Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it
We want the funk
Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it
We want the funk
Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it
We want the funk
Do you want the funk
We want the funk
Do you want the funk
We want the funk
Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it
We want the funk
I remember you was conflicted, misusing your influence

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