[Boris Gardiner:]
Every nigger is a star!
Every nigger is a star!
Every nigger is a star!
Every nigger is a star!
Every nigger is a star!
Who will deny that you, and I, and every nigger is a star?
[Josef Leimberg:]
Hit me!
When the four corners of this cocoon collide,
You'll slip through the cracks hoping that you'll survive.
Gather your wind, take a deep look inside,
Are you really who they idolize?
To pimp a butterfly.
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
At first, I did love you,
But now I just wanna fuck.
Late night thinkin' of you
Until I got my nut
Tossed and turned, lesson learned.
You was my first girlfriend,
Bridges burned all across the board,
Destroyed, but what for?
[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
When I get signed, homie, Imma act a fool,
Hit the dance floor, strobe lights in the room,
Snatch your little secretary bitch for the homies,
Blue eyed devil with a fat ass smoking.
Imma buy a brand new Caddy on fours,
Trunk the hood up, two times, deuce-four,
Platinum on everything, platinum on wedding ring,
Married to the game, made a bad bitch yours.
When I get signed, homie, Imma buy a strap
Straight from the CIA, set it on my lap,
Take a few M-16's to the hood,
Pass 'em all out on the block, what's good?
Imma put the Compton swap meet by the White House,
Republican run up, get socked out,
Hit the Pres with a Cuban link on my neck,
Uneducated, but I got a million-dollar check, like that.
[Bridge: Thundercat – ×2]
We should never gave, we should never gave niggas money,
Go back home, money go back home.
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
At first, I did love you,
But now I just wanna fuck.
Late night thinkin' of you
Until I got my nut
Tossed and turned, lesson learned.
You was my first girlfriend,
Bridges burned all across the board,
Destroyed, but what for?
[Dr. Dre:]
Yo, what's up? It's Dre! Remember the first time you came out to the house? You said you wanted a spot like mine, but remember, anybody can get it, the hard part is keepin' it, mothafucka!
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
What you want you? A house or a car?
Forty acres and a mule, a piano, a guitar?
Anything, see, my name is Uncle Sam, I'm your dawg,
Mothafucka, you can live at the mall.
I know your kind. That's why I'm kind.
Don't have receipts. Oh, man, that's fine!
Pay me later, wear those ‘gators,
Cliché and say, ‘Fuck you, haters!'
I can see the borrow in you,
I can see the dollar in you,
Little white lies, but it's no white-collar in you,
But it's whatever, though, because I'm still followin' you,
Because you make me live forever, baby, count it all together, baby,
Then hit the register and make me feel better, baby.
Your horoscope is a Gemini, two sides,
So you better cop everything two times –
Two coupes, two chains, two c-notes,
Too much ain't enough, both we know,
Christmas, tell 'em what's on your wish list,
Get it all, you deserve it, Kendrick.
And when you get the White House, do you?
But remember, you ain't pass economics in school,
And everything you buy, taxes will deny,
I'll Wesley Snipe your ass before thirty-five.
[Interlude: George Clinton]
Looking down is quite a drop. It's quite a drop, drop!
Looking good when you're on top. When you're on top you got it.
You got a medal for us, leaving miracles metaphysically in a state of euphoria,
Look both ways before you cross my mind.
[Bridge: Thundercat – ×2]
We should never gave, we should never gave niggas money,
Go back home, money go back home.
Tax man comin'!
Tax man comin'!
Tax man comin'!
Tax man comin'!
Tax man comin'!