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Lyrics

(Like we always do about this time) (Hahaha) [Verse 1: Kendrick] Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101 Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds He was sobbin', he was mobbin', way belligerent and drunk Talkin' out his head, philosophin' on what the Lord had done He said: "K-Dot, can you pray for me? It been a fucked up day for me I know that you anointed, show me how to overcome." He was lookin' for some closure Hopin' I could bring him closer To the spiritual, my spirit do know better, but I told him "I can't sugarcoat the answer for you, this is how I feel: If somebody kill my son, that mean somebody gettin' killed." Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of All the memories collected, moments you could never touch I'll wait in front a niggas spot and watch him hit his block I'll catch a nigga leavin' service if that's all I got I'll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap Walk myself to the court like, "Bitch, I did that!" Ain't no Black Power when your baby killed by a coward I can't even keep the peace, don't you fuck with one of ours It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour Ghetto bird be on the street, paramedics on the dial Let somebody touch my momma Touch my sister, touch my woman Touch my daddy, touch my niece Touch my nephew, touch my brother You should chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap Matter fact, I'm 'bout to speak at this convention Call you back— [Outro:] (I don't know, no more) (yeah, nigga)