The end is knocking We've all been lost for most of this life (lost for most of this life) Everywhere we turn more hatred surrounds us And I know that most of us just ain't right (most of us just ain't right) Following the wrong steps, being led by pride

Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch) Fuck the club up, fuck the club up Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (yeah) The party never ends Spent ten hours on this flight, man Told the pilot ain't no flight plans Can't believe whatever I'm saying And

B- boys makin' with the freak freak Putting song together ain't no puzzle like yahtzee Sending this out to k-rob and rahmalzee Let me introduce myself on this cut I'm Adrock, I'm lit like a motherfuck Well, I'm brewing up rhymes like I was using a still

So let's, romance, yo stance, on me Take off, yo pants, cancel yo plans I ain't understand, you want a man To be ya friend, you need this shirt Feel you need some validation Ooh, mm, mhmm Make up your mind, I ain't the type to blow up your line

I thank the Lord I ain't a broke nigga I get the money, I'm a hustler So if you're buying what I'm selling, you a customer See I can get it to you anywhere, anything I mix it up, I fix it up, and I switched it up I locked down this end and got it twisted

Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine Now everybody serenade the new faith of Kendrick Lamar This is king Kendrick Lamar King Kendrick and I meant it, my point intended is raw Fix your lenses forensics would've told you Kendrick had killed it

All the haters, all the lovers All the people I ain't seen in too many years All the friends that are more like brothers All the faces in the bleachers Yeah this one's for the ones who got me here The ones that I drank all those beers with Made it

(Express yourself!) (Go on and do it) Yo man there's a lot of brothers out there Flaking and perpetrating but scared to kick reality Man, you been doing all this dope producing You ain't had a chance to show 'em what time it is So what you want me to do?

This dick ain't free Fuck you, motherfucker, you a ho-ass nigga I don't know why you trying to go big, nigga you ain't shit Walking around like you God's gift to Earth, nigga you ain't shit You ain't even buy me no outfit for the fourth I need that

Oh come on, oh come on, oh come on She couldn't scream while I held her close I swore I'd never let her go Tell me what you want to know There ain't no motive for this crime Jenny was a friend of mine We took a walk that night, but it wasn't the same We