King's Dead

King's Dead - Jay Rock/Kendrick Lamar/Future/James Blake

Lyrics by：Travis Walton/Johnny McKinzie/N. Wilburn/S. Gloade/James Blake/Kendrick Lamar/M. Spears/Michael L. Williams II/Antwon Thompson Hicks/Anthony Tiffith

Composed by：Travis Walton/Johnny McKinzie/N. Wilburn/S. Gloade/James Blake/Kendrick Lamar/M. Spears/Michael L. Williams II/Antwon Thompson Hicks/Anthony Tiffith

Kendrick Lamar：

Miss me with that bulls**t

Bulls**t

You ain't really wild you a tourist

A tourist

I be blackin' out with the purist

The purist

I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it

I freaked it

I made 500 thou' then I freaked it

I freaked it

I bought a '87 for the weekend

The weekend

This ain't what you want this ain't what you want

What you want

This ain't what you want this ain't what you want

What you want

Jay Rock：

And it's like that lil' b***h

MVP I don't get no sleep no I don't like that lil' b***h

Bust that open I want that ocean yeah that bite back lil' b***h

Do it bite back lil' b***h

Need two life jackets lil' b***h

I ain't gon' hold you I ain't gon' press you never control you

I ain't gon' front you keep it 100 I don't know you

Boss like Top Dawg bossed my life up crossin' over

Stutter steppin' got a Hall of Fame in all my posters

I've been ready my whip been ready

My b***h been ready my clique been ready

My s**t's been ready my check's been ready

My shot's on full that's Armageddon

I got pull I hope y'all ready

My tank on full you know unleaded

I gotta go get it I gotta go get it

I gotta go get it I gotta go get it

My name gon' hold up my team gon' hold up

My name gon' hold up my team gon' hold up

My shots gon' fire my team gon' roll up

Ménage à trois my queen gon' roll up

I hope y'all ready you know I'm ready

I reign all day you know confetti

I gotta go get it I gotta go get it

I gotta go get it I gotta go get it skrrt

Future/Kendrick Lamar：

Miss me with that bulls**t

Bulls**t

You're not a gang member you's a tourist

A tourist

I be blackin' out I be blackin' out

Bought an '83 Cutlass for the weekend

For the weekend

I got a hundred thousand then I freaked it

Then I freaked it

I made 500 thousand then I freaked it

Then I freaked it

I put a Rolls Royce on my wrist oh yeah

F**k his baby mama tryna sneak diss

I took her to my penthouse then I freaked it

Then I freaked it

I haven't made my mind up should I keep it

Should I keep it

I got big dawg status it ain't no secret

Future/Jay Rock：

La di da di da slob on me knob

Pass me some syrup f**k me in the car

La di da di da mothaf**k the law

Chitty chitty bang murder everything

B***h I'm on a roll and I put that on the gang

Kendrick Lamar：

Yeah miss me with that bulls**t

Bulls**t

You ain't really wild you a tourist

A tourist

I be blackin' out with the purist

The purist

I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it

I freaked it

I made 500 thou' then I freaked it

I freaked it

I bought a '87 for the weekend

The weekend

This ain't what you want this ain't what you want

What you want

This ain't what you want this ain't what you want

What you want

James Blake/Kendrick Lamar：

Changes

Is you gon' do somethin'

What you want

Kendrick Lamar：

Red light green light red light green light

Red light green light they like

We like fast cars fast money fast life fast broads

Egotistic goin' ballistic why God

Born warrior lookin' for euphoria

But I don't see it I don't feel it I'm paraplegic

Tapped in when I'm maxed in Comp-Town with the MAC-10s

And the pumps in the background I was absent

Never OG standout I was lackin'

Everything else but doubt in the Magnum

Holdin' Magnums with a Magnum

N***a ad-lib and I sing out loud

Never had friends never had ends never had hope

They was like "Nope" I was like "Bùyào bùyào"

Yeah God

Tee off the day know we off the be off the eat off your plate

Throw me off I be "Off ya head"

Well ate on C4 I'm way off the edge

F**k integrity f**k your pedigree f**k your feelings f**k your culture

F**k your moral f**k your family f**k your tribe

F**k your land f**k your children f**k your wives

Who am I

Not your father not your brother

Not your reason not your future

Not your comfort not your reverence not your glory

Not your heaven not your angel not your spirit

Not your message not your freedom

Not your people not your neighbor

Not your baby not your equal

Not the title y'all want me under

All hail King Killmonger

Red light green light red light green light

Red light green light they like we like

Fast cars