Death Around the Corner

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] I rather die on my motherfucking feet 'fore a nigga live on his knees Twin Glocks in my palm, back against the wall, I'm ready for war My enemies die slow when I ride, screaming "THUG LIFE," pistol in the sky Remember me as a real nigga when I go The Hennessy got me riding dirty with my crew, nigga, M-O-B Pussy ass niggas better duck they tails Niggas can't hide when my squad bail, nigga, we ballin' Alizé and weed kept on callin', gotta get some more Intoxicated, got almost had me falling, lemme hit the floor World Wide MOB figures I bet you all of my niggas ready to die, nigga Can you feel me? World Wide MOB Figure Don't even wear yo' strap, if you ain't ready to die, nigga My attitude like "fuck it," middle finger towards the public Bringing buckets to all my adversaries and I love it My momma stress every night, telling me to slow down I said "Momma, I'm in too deep, ain't no turning back now" 'Cause the niggas from the other side, they want me dead Catch me slipping, roll up on me, put a hole in my head And the chronic just to get me even more paranoid Looking out the window, if they coming I'm ready for 'em Just remember 2Pacalypse never ran from 'em Ran to 'em, eyes open, with both guns dump'n And 'til then, tell them motherfuckers to strap up Guns blazing when they act up [Hook] I see death around the corner I see death around the corner I see death around the corner I see death around the corner I see death around the corner [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] So I move way different than I used to Eyes in back of my head, everything bulletproof Walking out the house cautious Circle round the block twice before my car park it My allies despise my success so they got me watching my every step No exaggeration, I know I can feel the reaper's breath Hovering over me like a helicopter or a 747 on autopilot All of my problems dissolve once I take control of my own destiny Hop on my murder chart, overcome the odds This goes out to all my dogs Just holler if you hear me, like a Charger made by Dodge, made by Dodge Just ask Pac what it's like to be ready every night AK-47 by the window, aiming at car lights For Makaveli, the MAC is ready to explode On any motherfucker who curse his soul Death around the corner [Hook] I see death around the corner I see death around the corner I see death around the corner I see death around the corner [Verse 3: Jay Rock] I saw him near last week In my Oldsmobile, some niggas try to blast me So I cocked back the 4-5, no lie Let my trigger finger fly, like "Nigga, nigga, die" Close call, player haters wanna see me fall I shows no mercy, you better be ready for war Fuck the law, should I ride on my own two No crew just see what this Mac-11 gon do Plenty bodies gon' be dropping soon as I come through Hop out, let it rip – head, slugs go threw BOW-BOW-BOW-BOW, sound of my melody "Murder, murder, kill, kill" – what them voices be telling me Ever since a baby, a nigga was living crazy Age 13, playing with heaters ready for beef like You want it, you can get it anyway that you want it Hit ya block, parents get smoked fast like marijuana I trust no one everyday I'm watching my back It's a well known fact that I see death around the corner