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[Kendrick Lamar] I swear you people don't know Kendrick You don't know him But you say you want some more Kendrick I'm bout to show 'em Everything that
My time is near I will rule again So what is your defense this time You will try to defeat me once again But your precious words will ricochet off of
You could have it all You could pawn it off You could learn to crawl Where you used to walk And I... I'm only burning vanities You could tell a tale
Blacked eyes and blood red skies, It's colour that you lack. Your malignant life, a malignant knife, That feasts upon our backs. From the shoulder
Don't say you miss me, yet I must concede There's something I have to explain It isn't easy playing your way I can't even begin to say I'm taking back
Have you heard the latest (You love you) Have you seen who just walked in (Vain, vain, vain, vain) (Uh huh, you love you) Right over there (She's so vain
J'assemble chaque matin des pieces de ma vbie Je rassemble des sourires a montrer aux gens Pour paraitre bien aimable Parce qu'au fond je boite, la tete
Babylon asleep, an everlasting foe Striving to hurt, for flesh becomes dirt Resting within, the sacred fire I can't withhold, the lies untold Dances
Big bad man's law doesn't carry much sway When you come around here You can still scratch my back And I can still change sides Don't carry no torch 'til
La Vanite, ce n'est qu'un mot Mais c'est le pire de tes defauts Le seul que je ne supporte pas Le seul qui m'eloigne de toi Celui qui me fait dire
Vanite des vanites, tout est vanite Je vous le dis en verite, rien de nouveau sous le soleil Vanite des vanites, tout est vanite Je vous le dis en verite
All that i am all i could be all i decided the many faces of me all i became the man that i am got nothing to prove and got it all to gain words that
It's getting late, but I'll wait up to greet the dawn Pour some Champagne and refrain, from moving on There's got to be more than this to our simple serenades
Blacked eyes and blood red skies, It's colour that you lack. Your malignant life, a malignant knife, That feasts upon our backs. From the shoulder blades
(iTunes Bonus Track) So vanity sick your so vanity sick so vanity sick your so so shes a stone cold player whatever old school cliche you want to label
I swear people you don't know Kendrick You don't know me, but you say you want some more Kendrick I'ma about to show, everything is ..human being I'm