Kendrick Lamar - Hood Politics

— K-Dot, pick up the phone, nigga, every time I call, it's goin' to voicemail! Don't tell me they got you on some weirdo rap shit, nigga! No socks and skinny jeans and shit! Call me on Shaniqua's phone!

[Chorus:]
I been A1 since day one, you niggas boo boo!
Your homeboy, your block that you're from, boo boo!
Lil' hoes you went to school wit' boo boo!
Baby mama and your new bitch boo boo!
We was in the hood, 14 with the deuce-deuce,
14 years later goin' hard like we used to on the dead homies,
On the dead homies.

[Verse 1:]
I don't give a fuck about no politics in rap, my nigga!
My lil' homie Stunna Deuce ain't never comin' back, my nigga!
So you better go hard every time you jump on wax, my nigga!
Fuck what they talkin' ‘bout, your shit is where it's at, my nigga!
Came in this game, you stuck your fangs in this game,
You wore no chain in this game, your hood your name in this game,
Now you double up, time to bubble up the bread and huddle up,
Stickin' to the scripts, now here if them Benjamin's go cuddle up.
Skip, hop, drip, drop, flip, flop with the white tube sock,
It goes, "Sherm Sticks, burn this!"
That's what the product smell like when the chemicals mix.
50 niggas, salute out the Compton zoo with the extras,
El Cos, Monte Carlos, Road Kings and Dressers,
Rip Ridaz, P-Funkers, Mexicans, they fuck wit' you,
Asians, they fuck wit' you, nobody can fuck wit' you.

[Chorus:]
I been A1 since day one, you niggas boo boo!
Your homeboy, your block that you're from, boo boo!
Lil' hoes you went to school wit' boo boo!
Baby mama and your new bitch boo boo!
We was in the hood, 14 with the deuce-deuce,
14 years later goin' hard like we used to on the dead homies,
On the dead homies.

[Verse 2:]
Hopped out the Caddy, just got my dick sucked,
The little homies called and said, "The enemies done cliqued up."
Oh, yeah? Puto wanna squabble with mi barrio?
Oh, yeah? Tell 'em they can run it for the cardio!
Oh, yeah? Everything is everything, it's scandalous,
Slow motion for the ambulance, the project filled with cameras,
The LAPD gamblin', scramblin', football numbers slanderin',
Niggas name on paper, you snitched all summer.
Streets, don't fail me now!
They tell me it's a new gang in town,
From Compton to Congress
Set trippin' all around.
Ain't nothing new but a flu of new DemoCrips and ReBloodlicans,
Red state versus a blue state, which one you governin'?
They give us guns and drugs, call us thugs,
Make it, they promise to fuck wit' you,
No condom, they fuck wit' you.
Obama say, "What it do?"
Obama say, "What it do?"
Obama say, "What it do?"

[Chorus:]
I been A1 since day one, you niggas boo boo!
Your homeboy, your block that you're from, boo boo!
Lil' hoes you went to school wit' boo boo!
Baby mama and your new bitch boo boo!
We was in the hood, 14 with the deuce-deuce,
14 years later goin' hard like we used to on the dead homies,
On the dead homies.

[Verse 3:]
Everybody want to talk about who this and who that,
Who the realest and who wack, or who white or who black,
Critics wanna mention that they miss when hip hop was rappin',
Mothafuck, if you did, then Killer Mike'd be platinum.
Y'all priorities fucked up, put energy in wrong shit,
Hennessy and Crown Vic, my memory been gone since,
Don't ask me ‘bout no camera blockin' at award shows,
No, don't ask about my bitch, no, don't ask about my foes,
'Less you askin' me about power, yeah, I got a lot of it,
I'm the only nigga next to Snoop that can push the button,
Had the Coast on standby.
“K. Dot, what up? I heard they opened up Pandora's box!”
I box ‘em all in by a landslide.
Nah, homie, we too sensitive, it spill out to the streets,
I make the call and get the coast involved, then history repeats,
But I resolved inside that private hall while sittin' down with Jay,
He said, “It's funny how one verse could fuck up the game!”

I been A1 since day one, you niggas boo boo!

I remember you was conflicted
I remembered you was conflicted,
Misusing your influence, sometimes I did the same.
Abusing my power full of resentment,
Resentment that turned into a deep depression.
Found myself screamin' in the hotel room,
I didn't wanna self destruct.
The evils of Lucy was all around me,
So I went runnin' for answers
Until I came home,
But that didn't stop survivor's guilt.
Goin' back and forth tryna convince myself the stripes I earned,
Or maybe how A1 my foundation was.
But while my loved ones was fightin' the continuous war back in the city, I was enterin' a new one...