Kendrick Lamar – The Art of Peer Pressure Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota
A quarter tank of gas, one pistol, and orange soda
Janky stash box when the federales roll up
Basketball shorts with the Gonzales Park odor
We on the mission for bad bitches in trouble
I hope the universe love you today
‘Cause the energy we bringing sure to carry away a flock of positive activist a filthy body would hate
If it’s necessary
Bumping Jeezy first album looking distracted
Speaking language only we know, you think is an accent
The windows roll down all I see is a hand pass it
Hotboxing like George Foreman grilling the masses
Of the working world, we pulled up on a bunch of working girls
And asked them what they working with – look at me
I got the blunt in my mouth
Usually I’m drug-free, but shit I’m with the homies

[Hook]
(Yea nigga, we off a pill and Remy Red
Come through and bust ya head nigga)
Me and the homies
(Sag all the way to the liquor store
Where my niggas pour up 4 and get twisted some more)
Me and the homies
(I ride for my mothafuckin’ niggas
Hop out, do my stuff, then hop back in)
Me and the homies
(Matter fact, I hop out that mothafucka and be like
“Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo!…Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo!”)

[Verse 2]
It’s 2:30 and the sun is beaming
Air conditioner broke and I hear my stomach screaming
Hungry for anything unhealthy and if nutrition can help me
I’ll tell you to suck my dick and then I’ll continue eating
We speeding on the 405 passing Westchester
You know the light skin girls in all the little dresses, good Lord
They knew we weren’t from ‘round there
‘Cause every time we down there we pulling out the Boost Mobile sim cards
Bougie bitches with no extensions
Hood niggas with bad intentions, the perfect combination
Before we sparked a conversation
We seen three niggas in colors we didn’t like then started interrogating
I never was a gangbanger, I mean I was never stranger to the funk neither
I really doubt it
Rush a nigga quick and then we laugh about it
That’s ironic ‘cause I’ve never been violent, until I’m with the homies

[Hook]
(Just ridin’, just ridin’)
Me and the homies
(Bullshittin’, actin’ a fool)
Me and the homies
(Trippin’, really trippin’)
Me and the homies
(Just ridin’, just ridin’, just ridin’…)

[Verse 3]
Bragging ‘bout the episode we just had
A shot of Hennessey didn’t make me feel that bad
I’m usually a true firm believer of bad karma
Consequences from evil will make your past haunt you
We tryna conquer the city with disobedience
Quick to turn it up, beefing if we ain’t got the CD in
But Jeezy still playing and our attitude is still “nigga, what is you saying”
Pull in front of the house that we been camping out for like two months
The sun is going down as we take whatever we want
I hit the back window in search of any Nintendo
DVDs, plasma screen TVs in the trunk
We made a right, then made a left made a right
Then made a left, we was just circling life
My mama called – “kicking it”
I should’ve told her I’m probably ‘bout to catch my first offense with the homies

But they made a right, they made a left then made a right
Then another right
One lucky night with the homies

[Hook]
(And this is the art of peer pressure, this is the art of peer pressure)
Me and the homies
(This is the art of peer pressure, this is the art of peer pressure)
Me and the homies
(And this is the art of peer pressure, this is the art of peer pressure)
Me and the homies
(This is the art of peer pressure, this is the art of peer pressure)

Kendrick Lamar The Art of Peer Pressure Lyrics

Kendrick Lamar The Recipe Lyrics

Kendrick Lamar Lyrics The Recipe

[Verse 1: Dr Dre]
Every morning when I wake up
Uh, money on my mind
Good times and get caked up
Sunshine coming through my blinds, I’m living but
Really though, it’s never enough
10 milly on, that’s a must
Living in California, everybody wanna visit for…

[Hook]
Women, weed and weather
They come for
women, weed and weather
for the women, weed and weather
From all around the world for the
women, weed and weather
women, weed and weather

These niggas’ll kill for that
Put it in your grill for that
Still everybody gotta build for that
Me, I make mills off that
How the f-ck can’t ya’ll see I ride
When I drive, down the block and you look outside
H-A-T-E in your eyes
I enter big money for the enterprise
It’s a beautiful day I guess
For a b!tch to roll with Andre I guess
Roll it up, baby gon lift that dress
Then roll it up for me when I’m stressed

[Bridge: Kendrick Lamar]
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami
Party in New York
Texas I be screwed up, chi town I be really pimpin
But nothin’ like my hometown I’m forever living

[Hook]
Women, weed and weather
They come for
women, weed and weather
for the women, weed and weather
From all around the world for the
women, weed and weather
Got that women, weed and weather
Yo, it sound clever, come and play
Wh-what more can I say
Welcome to LA

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
My nigga said he wanna fly out to get him some
3W’s only for a three day run
B!tch, take the muthaf-cking panties off you ain’t no nun, shit
I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in the sky on the radio cause Stevie know I control
Let it breath
I control, California living til I am old
You want to be one, to peak on the chart
So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
She in the coupe cause she in the neon
Cause she on the BS before we can start
F-ck with a nigga, ride with a nigga
Let ’em know the priority order me
Hennessy, and for my niggas OG Killa
Call it Jason Vorhees, boy he,
On his job, boy he sure be havin’ them marks on they marks
Pretty b!tches and tyre marks
Let ’em inhale the pipe exhausts
Let ’em reveal how much it cost
For this life controlling my vice
No way hell no, uh uh
If I’m wrong than I wanna be right
You want to be one, to peak on the chart
Sso the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
Women, weed, weather, it’s not my fault that its 82 degrees
and my top peeled off

[Bridge:]
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami
Party in New York
Texas I be screwed up, chi town I be really pimpin’
But nothin’ like my hometown I’m forever living

[Hook]
Women, weed and weather
They come for
women, weed and weather
for the women, weed and weather
From all around the world for the
women, weed and weather
Got that women, weed and weather
Yo, it sound clever, come and play
Wh-what more can I say
Welcome to LA

[Verse 3: Dr Dre & Kendrick Lamar]
[Dr. Dre]
Known for that homegrown where I come from
Smoke one, palm trees
Double D’s got ’em topless in the sun
I shall proceed, that’s me, muthaf-ck your opinion
How many ways am I killin’ ’em
Shit, right around a billion
We on it, that mean we living for the moment
That mean she’ll f-ck til the morning
Time and I got time and I know that I’m in a position of controlling anything
I buy that ocean, I’mma boss I’ll buy that ocean
Ain’t nobody f-cking with this

[Kendrick Lamar]
They want that shit, they off your
I give it to ’em but in between, my time
I gotta tie shoestrings
Life’s a trip when you want these things
I often slip and then I lean towards 3 W’s and life
You know blow job need an application
Eating p-ssy make appetite
And yeah my type, I like ’em brown
Just like my drink, the f-ck you think
I don’t f-ck wit’ no hand me downs
See if you f-ck than its after me
You know how much I’mma make it work?
You know her dress, her purse
When you discussed your love for lust
Just make sure you visit here first
Cali

[Bridge]
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami
Party in New York
Texas I be screwed up, chi town I be really pimpin
But nothin’ like my hometown I’m forever living

[Hook]
Women, weed and weather
They come for
women, weed and weather
for the women, weed and weather
From all around the world for the
women, weed and weather
Got that women, weed and weather
Yo, it sound clever, come and play
Wh-what more can I say
Welcome to LA

Kendrick Lamar The Recipe Lyrics

Kendrick Lamar Cartoon & Cereal Lyrics

Kendrick Lamar Lyrics Cartoon & Cereal

[Intro]
Now I was raised
In a sandbox
Next to you and her
You was holding the handgun
She was giving birth
To a baby boy to be just like you
I wonder what’s that worth
I wonder if you ever knew you was a role model to me first
The next day
I woke up in the morning seeing you on the news
Look up in the mirror
Realized I had something to prove
You told me “Don’t be like me, just finish watching cartoons”
Which is funny now cause all I see is Wile E. Coyotes in the room (ironic)

[Hook]
Bow Bow Bow Bow(ironic)
Salt all in my wounds
Hear my tears all in my tomb
Let my life loose in this booth
Just for you, mothaf-cka, hope y’all amused
Bow Bow Bow Bow (ironic)

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
This shit make a nigga just wanna ride
Reminisce when I had the morning appetite
Apple Jacks, had nothing that I needed to be tied (?)
And the maniac the only thing that gave me piece of mind
I’m a maniac where ambulance and enemies allied (?)
Tell a story that I never glow at twenty-five
Not to worry, every warrior will come and see you fully
Young, that’s a covenant I put on every tribe
Ain’t nobody gonna tie your shoe
Nobody grew up by (by) your rule
Nobody horn your gun, how come, your tongue say killa then kill my mood
Life speed living in the world you know
Lit up a whole leaf, feeling like a live wire
Bet I put some new tires on a lighting bolt
Til’ I wreck into a pole, like a right to vote
I am from the bottom of the jungle
Living in the bottom of the food chain
When you get a new chain, nigga take it from you
A new Dame, one stripe, and you a zebra look alike
Hope another homicide don’t numb you a nun
Do things we’ll never learn soon
And the error where we wanna earn soon
That’s an error, you can smell it in the air
Everybody really doom
That’s why I backed on you mothaf-ckas
All yall can suck my d!ck
All them days that the county buildings
I’m bout to make my momma rich
Cartoon and cereal
I ain’t felt this (good since)
School mixed up (here we go)
Elementary hood shit

[Intro]
Now I was raised
In a sandbox
Next to you and her
You was holding the handgun
She was giving birth
To a baby boy to be just like you
I wonder what’s that worth
I wonder if you ever knew you was a role model to me first
The next day
I woke up in the morning seeing you on the news
Look up in the mirror
Realized I had something to prove
You told me “Don’t be like me, just finish watching cartoons”
Which is funny now cause all I see is Wile E. Coyotes in the room (ironic)

[Hook]
Bow Bow Bow Bow (ironic)
Salt all in my wounds
Hear my tears all in my tomb
Let my life loose in this booth
Just for you, mothaf-cka, hope y’all amused
Bow Bow Bow Bow (ironic)

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
This shit make a nigga just wanna shit on everybody
Even with a pot to piss in
I’mma aim sloppy at a loud mouth, discharge
Dismiss any business of yours
Discounts never did amount to a check
That ya ass couldn’t cash when the shit bounce
Everything dismounts, niggas gone flip that car
AKs for the whole hood
House lit went down perfect
Two shots to the head he deserved it
Overheard it hit my bed with a bowl and remote control
Dark winged up, lost service
Mama said I’d better duck, she’s nervous
Drama hauled in the clutch, hit the curtains
I mean don’t intervene with no drum machine
This block stay jerking, the feds stay lurkin’
Emerging on everbody corner (dash for it)
Get a toe tac, when you play tac with a task of a new (task force)
Everybody wanna know my life
How did I make it (past yours)
Well let me tell you like this
I’ve been running this shit since (I asked for it)
Cartoons and cereal

[Intro]
Now I was raised
In a sandbox
Next to you and her
You was holding the handgun
She was giving birth
To a baby boy to be just like you
I wonder what’s that worth
I wonder if you ever knew you was a role model to me first
The next day
I woke up in the morning seeing you on the news
Look up in the mirror
Realized I had something to prove
You told me “Don’t be like me, just finish watching cartoons”
Which is funny now cause all I see is Wile E. Coyotes in the room (ironic)

[Gunplay]
Salt all in my wounds
Hear my tears all in my tunes
Let my life loose in this booth just for you
Muf-cka hope y’all amused!
I did wrong, karma came
Crackers gave me ball and chain
Friends, enemies all the same
State, fed, both can hang
Nobody can mute me, but I never said nobody can shoot me
Just another stat to the white folks
Still whip work to the white yolk, absolutely!
Everyday feel like the one before
Hunt the money, don’t hunt the ho
If you do what you always done
Then you get what you always got
You number fools!
I ain’t seen the back of my eyelids
For about the past 72 hours
Hand on my heart, face to the hood
I pledge every word you heard was honest
Yeah this me, no mic
No cameras, no lights, just pain
Mama how much trauma cannot sustain?
Dirty money come with lots of stains
Road to riches come with lots of lames
Just another player with lots of game
Never had shit got lots of game
Just another player with lots of game..

Kendrick Lamar Cartoon & Cereal Lyrics