Kendrick Lamar Ft Drake ☆ Poetic Justice

(feat. Kendrick Lamar & Drake)

I got my ticket for the long way ride

So buy me a whisky for the way

And I sure would like some sweet company

And I’m leavin’ tomorrow at least 8

When I’m gone,when I’m gone

You gonna miss me when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss me by my hair,you’re gonna miss me everywhere

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

Say if you’re a bad bitch,put your hands up high

Hands up high,hands up high

When I’m gone,when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss me by my hair,

You’re gonna miss me everywhere

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

When I’m gone,when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss me by my hair,

You’re gonna miss me everywhere

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

I recognize your fragrance

How love, you ain’t never got to say shit

Everybody knows basic ,you live life on the everyday basis

With poetic justice,poetic justice

If I told you that I would fly with you in a dark room

Would you trust it?I mean I write poems and make songs

Dedicated to you when you’re in the mood for empathy

‘I really wanna know you all ,I really wanna show you off

Fuck that! ‘the champagne,cold nights when you curse this name

You caught up your girlfriends’

She wanna go and party,she wanna go and party

Nigga,Ima approach with’,nigga game on me ,sorry

They say conversation rule a nation

I can tell,but I could never write my roles

Unless I write them down for real

P.S

When I’m gone,when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss mee by my hair,

You’re gonna miss me everywhere

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

When I’m gone,when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss me by my hair,

You’re gonna miss me everywhere

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

I really hoped we played this

Cause ,girl,you test my patience

With all these seductive photographs

And all these warm up vacations

You’ve been takin’

Stealin’ the life you take in ,it don’t make sense

This African girl ,you’re too busy fuckin’ with your other man

I was tryin’ to put you on gang

But you wanna plane takin’ you and you momma to your mother land

I could do it ,maybe one day when you’ll figure out

That you gonna need someone ,when you’ll figure out it is all right here,in the city

You don’t run from where we come from

That sound like poetic justice ,poetic justice

You were so into this life god damn you got adjusted

I mean I write poems and need songs

Dedicated to the front sex

Your natural hair and your soft skin and your big ass in that sun dress

Oh good God,whatcha doin’ that walk for?

When I see that thing move I just wish we were fighting less and we would talk more

They say communication save relations, I can tell

But I can never write my vows until I write them down for real

P.S

When I’m gone,when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss me by my hair,

You’re gonna miss me everywhere

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

When I’m gone,when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss me by my hair,

You’re gonna miss me everywhere

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

When I’m gone,when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss mee by my walk,

You’re gonna miss me by my talk

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

When I’m gone,when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

You’re gonna miss mee by my walk,

You’re gonna miss me by my talk

You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

When I’m gone,

Put your hands up high,hands up high,hands up high

Put your hands up high,hands up high,hands up high