Kendrick Lamar ☆ Bitch, Don’t Kill My Vibe

I am a sinner who’s probably
gonna sin again
Lord forgive me Lord forgive me
Things I don’t understand
Sometimes I need to be alone
Bitch don’t kill my vibe bitch
don’t kill my vibe
I can feel your energy from two
planets away
I got my drink I got my music
I would share it but today
I’m yelling
Bitch don’t kill my vibe bitch
don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe bitch
don’t kill my vibe
Look inside of my soul and you
can find gold and maybe get rich
hol’ up
Trinidad James in four weeks
But now my album platinum and
shit so what
Y’all keep the numbers
I’m more than another statistic
my nigga
This courtesy of Compton
Brooklyn go hard motherfucker
Love me on the East like I’m
Chuck D
Dominicans wish that I was born
there
I’m lookin’ to be the god MC
You look at my hat and see
thorns there
I look at the game and see porn
there
I’m fuckin’ this industry hard
I’m bagging this money
tea bagging your honey
You thought I was fresh out the
yard
Don’t cry to me dummy you’re a
lightweight
They tell me you nice and
I’m like wait
Go get me a knife you’re looking
like steak
And when the stakes are high
I stake out for days
And when the water reside you’re
Bobby Boucher
But we thirsty nigga never alert
me nigga
I got a P89 in a suitcase
I know you heard me nigga this
is a burpee nigga
Lyrical exercise
Right now homie I’m in the extra
vibe
Pipe down on the curb when you
heard that I got these words
To the upper echelon that’s
excellent
I am a sinner who’s probably
gonna sin again
Lord forgive me Lord forgive me
Things I don’t understand
Sometimes I need to be alone
Bitch don’t kill my vibe bitch
don’t kill my vibe
I can feel your energy from two
planets away
I got my drink I got my music
I would share it but today
I’m yelling
Bitch don’t kill my vibe bitch
don’t kill my vibe
Bitch don’t kill my vibe bitch
don’t kill my vibe
Up in the clouds me and my spouse
Rumors on the ground gettin’ too
loud
Please turn them shits down
can’t hear myself think
Turbulence shit almost spilled
my drink
In the White House with a mink
Running through that bitch like
it’s my house
All up in the hall like a mall
Told you motherfuckers all
I do is ball
No I don’t ‘member you I don’t
intend to empty my memory bank
It’s a million dollars in it
baby Hilary Swank
Sittin’ next to Hillary smellin’
like dank
Presidental pardon name one
nigga out there harder than him
I’ll wait
I’ve been in my wave like 20
years straight
I’ve been on my vibe like 20
years straight
Don’t fuck up my high fuck up
my high
Nights like this I could fuck up
a pie
Still be straight
still be straight
Fall back bitch I got a lot on
my plate
Don’t waste my breath
I don’t know how many moons a
nigga got left
Back to this joint smokin’ this
shit like I’m tryna’ prove a point
I’m the highest the highest
title numero uno
Kill my vibe that’s your
motherfuckin’ funeral
Between you and me turn eulogy
to urinals niggas pissed off
I ministered this diss shit
I’m pushin’ my fort
Leader of the new school on my
toes like a ballerina
Who knew I’d be Black Swan
World in my palms ironically
I am the Globetrotters’ best
Cause I didn’t drop the ball
Told niggas when I was 16 that
I’d write a 16
To put a nigga right on the big
screen
In the paddy wagon with six teens
Should have been in the pen but
now my pen write with morphine
I heal niggas touch down with
more fiends
I kill niggas audio crack khakis
to meal ticket
Cardio lap was running for dear
life but now I’m running the map
Bitch I’m here nigga
Picture lil’ ol’ me giving a
fuck for what a fuck nigga gotta
say
Nigga you never be Jay never be
Nas never be Snoop nor Dre
You ain’t get killed in Vegas or
in a Suburban
Nigga Puffy Daddy wasn’t
your favorite
So many washed up with detergent
But I don’t dry tears I just aim
at them on purpose
Like bluck Mini 14 like bluck
Empty out another magazine like
bluck
Let a young nigga get by
I kill ’em all when they try to
kill my vibe
I am the bad the good God the
last the hood got
The last that would try to pass
a good job
If Shawn’s a black Beatle then
I need a 10 second drum solo
Bitch see you at Woodstock