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See any angels in the

Tell them muthafuckas I'm forever paid, California
Wrestle gators in the Everglades, up out that muthafuckin swamp
In the Escalade so you put that Red rag
In your pocket I wanna see fuckin resume
Started off on Zero, then I start to levitate
Rip a new asshole: I never hesitate
Dre Beats on, smoking chronic just to meditate
I'mma give em hurricanes until levee break
You niggas is featherweights, I'm Aftermath's
Now weapon of mass destruction is 'bout to detonate
When a Wack found me, shit, I was selling weight
Now a nigga's millions, now it's time to celebrate
Performing in of millions, nigga every race
64 in the '64, now watch the Chevy
4th album, no 5 mics? let 'em hate
But I'm not stopping 'til I'm the king in every state

my life
Ridicule my
me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights
In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips to write
Get with Cartwright
Cause I want that shot, I'm a raging bull when the drops
For the record, I'mma wreck it, even if my don't pop
I'mma tie a knot on a building, let it tow behind me tell 'em
They can me in the dark with the ghetto children look at my heart
Nigga fuck your feelings, is me

I'm sick of motherfuckers about "the West died"
Can't you hear my heart
That's the motherfuckin side, you test me, you test God
I'm his son, it say in Psalms, you at me
Then I can split you with this gun, you won't have no time to run
I'm from the Compton slums and how the West ride
I'm from the city two of the best died
Rest in to both of 'em, spit like I'm the ghost of 'em
Damn, I said I spit like I'm the of 'em
Name top 10, I'm harder than the most of 'em
Matter of fact, shorten your nigga, top 5
Game, Biggie, Hov, Pac, Nas
No particular order, bet a mil I slaughter
Serve niggas, give a fuck what you
How dare you niggas pop fly when I'm the
5 mil out the gate and numbers do not lie

Recognize my
my fight
Give me fuel for the fire burning when I these lights
In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips to write
Get familiar with
Cause I want that shot, I'm a bull when the needle drops
For the record, wreck it, even if my record don't pop
I'mma tie a knot on a building, let it tow behind me tell 'em
They can find me in the with the ghetto children look at my heart
Nigga fuck your feelings, is me

I you the Documentary, shit was a classic
Gave you Doctor's Advocate, you ripped it out the
Came with LAX, since critics said it was
I was stressed the out, torn between Aftermath and
Geffen, Interscope, now I got you in the
Spill the red ink on the paper, it's my pen is broke
And this is what you all waiting for
I'm the lost angel on Satan's door
the fuck y'all take me for? I love you cause you hate me more
I'm Kobe on the floor, except I give you 84
Shake you Haiti's floor, walk up on you
Like "what's going on boy?" Shots in that Mercedes door
Either I'm crazy, or the Slim Shady, or
Could be the reason that Baby said he would pay me more
But I still owe one more album
The the West has ever seen, no disrespect to Calvin

Recognize my
Ridicule my
me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights
In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips to write
Get with Cartwright
Cause I that shot, I'm a raging bull when the needle drops
For the record, I'mma it, even if my record don't pop
I'mma tie a knot on a downtown building, let it tow behind me 'em
They can me in the dark with the ghetto children look at my heart
Nigga fuck feelings, this is me

Kendrick, and I wear on my shoulder, soldier
Like a lieutenant, and the coupe tinted got pulled
Johnny always a nigga down
damn well we don't wanna see the box like Manny Pacquiao
Little nigga Mayweather size, ride Pac
In his prime, thug is now on radar
Til the federal through and raid ours
Reminiscing when the LA
Was in my home, snapback fitted on my dome
And I don't condone dickriding, I'm to
Westsiding, living in a city the skinny niggas die
And the semi fly, but it turn me to a lion
Trying, and I mean shit
Game through, put the city on his back
I was in the city with a nigga, had seen that
"Compton!", a nigga gotta scream shit
Never went commercial, never T.V. screened that
block or screen that shit, now everybody sing that shit