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Kendrick Lamar - King Kunta

King Kunta
Kendrick Lamar
03:54
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[Intro:]
I got a bone to pick.
I don't want you monkey mouth mothafuckas sittin' in my throne again!
– Aye, aye, nigga! What's happenin', nigga? K. Dot back in the hood, nigga!
I'm mad.
– He mad.
But I ain't stressin'.
True friends, one question

[Chorus:]
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 takin' 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.

[Verse 1:]
When you got the yams? What's the yams?
The yam is the power that be.
You can smell it when I'm walkin' down the street.
Oh yes, we can, oh yes, we can!
I can dig rappin',
But a rapper with a ghost writer?
What the fuck happened?
Oh no!
I swore I wouldn't tell,
But most of y'all sharin' 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 mothafuckin' balla.

[Chorus:]
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. King Kunta!
Black man takin' 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.

[Verse 2:]
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 enemy and say

[Chorus:]
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. King Kunta!
Black man takin' 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.

[Verse 3:]
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!
Aw 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 mothafuckin' king.

[Chorus:]
Bitch, where was you when I was...
Pop!
By the time you hear the next pop, the funk shall be within you.
Pop!
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'. King Kunta!
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him. King Kunta!
Black man takin' 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.

[Outro:]
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!

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