[ti:M.A.A.D City （Feat. MC Eiht）] [ar:Kendrick Lamar] [al:Good Kid M.A.A.D City （Deluxe Edition）] [offset:0] [00:00.77]M.A.A.D City （Feat. MC Eiht） - Kendrick Lamar [00:02.78]If Pirus and Crips all got along [00:04.47]They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song [00:07.09]Seem like the whole city go against me [00:09.09]Every time I'm in the street I hear [00:11.52]"YAWK! YAWK! YAWK! YAWK!" [00:13.33]"Man down [00:13.95]Where you from, nigga?" [00:16.07]"Fuck who you know, where you from my nigga?" [00:19.38]"Where your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?" [00:22.75]This m.A.A.d city now run, my nigga [00:25.99]Brace yourself, I'll take you on a trip down memory lane [00:29.11]This is not a rap on how I'm slingin crack or move cocaine [00:32.42]This is cul-de-sac and plenty Cognac and major pain [00:35.10]Not the drill sergeant, but the stress that weighing on your brain [00:38.41]It was Me, O-Boog [?], and Yaya [?], YG Lucky ride down Rosecrans [00:42.28]It got ugly, waving your hand out the window. Check yo self [00:45.34]Uh, warriors and Conans [00:46.59]Hope euphoria can slow dance with society [00:48.40]The driver seat the first one to get killed [00:51.27]Seen a light-skinned nigga with his brains blown out [00:54.51]At the same burger stand, where hang out [00:57.76]Now this is not a tape recorder saying that he did it [01:01.06]But ever since that day, I was lookin at him different [01:04.18]That was back when I was nine [01:06.18]Joey packed the nine [01:07.30]Pack to stand on every porch is fine [01:09.43]We adapt to crime, pack a van with four guns at a time [01:12.74]With the sliding door, fuck is up? [01:14.79]Fuck you shootin for if you ain't walkin up? [01:17.73]You fuckin punk, pickin up the fuckin pump [01:20.41]Pickin off you suckers, suck a dick or die or sucker punch [01:24.34]Or warn the bullets comin from [01:26.15]AK's, AR's, "aye y'all. Duck." [01:27.40]That's what momma said when we was eatin that free lunch [01:30.64]Aw man, God damn, all hell broke loose [01:33.07]You killed my cousin back in '94. Fuck yo truce [01:36.19]Now crawl yo head in that noose [01:38.07]You wind up dead on the news [01:39.94]Ain't no peace treaty, just pieces [01:41.52]BG's up to pre-approve, bodies on top of bodies [01:44.03]IV's on top of IV's [01:45.71]Obviously the coroner between the sheets like the Isleys [01:48.41]When you hop on that trolley [01:50.41]Make sure your colors correct [01:52.03]Make sure you're cornbread, or they'll be calling your mother collect [01:55.40]They say the governor collect, all of our taxes except [01:58.39]When we in traffic and tragic happens, that shit ain't no threat [02:01.97]You movin backwards if you suggest that you sleep with a Tec [02:05.35]Go buy a chopper and have a doctor on speed dial, I guess [02:08.93]M.A.A.d city [02:09.55]"Man down [02:10.24]Where you from, nigga?" [02:12.06]"Fuck who you know, where you from my nigga?" [02:15.14]"Where your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?" [02:17.94]This m.A.A.d city now run, my nigga." [02:21.50]If Pirus and Crips all got along [02:24.49]They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song [02:27.81]Seem like the whole city go against me [02:31.05]Every time I'm in the street I hear [02:33.35]"YAWK! YAWK! YAWK! [02:34.23]Wake yo punk ass up! [02:40.22]It ain't nothin but a Compton thang [02:42.90]Chyea [02:43.40]Real simple and plain [02:44.77]I'm a teach you some lessons about the street [02:47.46]It ain't nothin but a Compton thang [02:53.28]Chyea [02:55.27]How we do [02:56.21]Fresh outta school cause I was a high school grad [02:58.71]Sleeping in the living room in my momma's pad [03:01.20]Reality struck I seen the white car crash [03:03.76]Hit the light pole two nigga's hopped out on foot and dashed [03:06.88]My Pops said I needed a job I thought I believed him [03:10.08]Security guard for a month and ended up leaving [03:12.51]In fact I got fired because I was inspired by all of my friends [03:14.76]To stage a robbery the third Saturday I clocked in [03:17.38]Projects tore up, gang signs get thrown up [03:20.12]Cocaine laced in marijuana [03:22.99]And they wonder why I rarely smoke now [03:25.57]Imagine if your first blunt had you foaming at the mouth [03:28.57]I was straight tweaking the next weekend we broke even [03:31.31]I made a legion then made a promise to see you bleeding [03:34.18]You know the reasons but still won't ever know my life [03:36.11]Kendrick AKA Compton's human sacrifice [03:38.69]Cocaine, weed [03:43.12]Nigga's been mixing shit since the 80's loc [03:45.18]Shine sticks, buck nakeds [03:46.99]Make a nigga flip [03:49.30]Cluck heads all up and down the block and shit [03:53.49]One time's crooked and shit [03:55.31]Block a nigga in [03:56.55]Alondra, Rosecrans, Bullis [03:58.30]I'm still in the hood [04:00.42]Loc yeah that's cool [04:01.61]The hood took me under so I follow the rules [04:04.35]But yeah that's like me, I grew up in the hood where they bang [04:08.36]And niggas that rep colors is doing the same thing [04:11.05]Pass it to the left so I can smoke on me [04:13.99]A couple drive-bys in the hood lately [04:15.94]Couple of IV's with the fucking spraycan [04:17.95]Shots in the crowd then everybody ran [04:20.53]Crew I'm finna slay, the street life I crave [04:23.29]Shots hit the enemy, harsh turn brave [04:25.54]Mount up regulators in the whip [04:28.47]Down the boulevard with the pistol grip [04:30.78]Trip, we in the hood still [04:33.65]So loc, grab a strap cause yeah, it's so real [04:36.77]Deal with the outcome, a strap in the hand [04:39.16]And a bird and 10 grand's where motherfuckers stand [04:41.84]If I told you I killed a nigga at 16, would you believe me? [04:44.89]Or see me to be innocent Kendrick that you seen in the street [04:47.39]With a basketball and some Now & Laters to eat [04:50.39]If I'm mashing all of my skeletons, would you jump in the seat? [04:52.76]Would you say my intelligence now is great relief? [04:55.27]And it's safe to say that our next generation maybe can sleep [04:57.97]With dreams of being a lawyer or doctor [04:59.67]Instead of boy with a chopper that hold the cul de sac hostage [05:01.48]Kill them all if they gossip, the Children of the Corn [05:05.05]They realizing the option of living a lie, drive they body with toxins [05:08.19]Constantly drinking and drive, hit the powder then watch this flame [05:11.07]That arrive in his eye; this a coward, the concept is aim and [05:14.64]They bang it and slide out that bitch with deposits [05:17.45]And the price on his head, the tots probably go to the projects [05:20.76]I live inside the belly of the rough [05:22.51]Compton, U.S.A. made Me an Angel on Angel Dust, what