I Ain’t No Joke

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] I ain't no joke I used to let the mic smoke Now I'm like Mike Jordan with the flow Identify with a scientific scope Scope over the rifle Fragments and potholes Got rappers selling surveillance behind black tint in the parking lot at Roscoes Making the change lift straight jack move Pack 2 some mechanic Pull it out you panic, flow nuts like cashews Shift to Cancun, even though I'm Compton Like Raider Caps and Corduroy house shoes I be the illest witness the lyrical drug dealin' When I distribute the word these rappers get hard feelings No remorse sucka MC's throw fits cause I carry the torch without Olympics Kill all friendships all of 'em my enemies Go against the God MC eternal penalty crucifixion So nice wish you had 3 ear drums to listen Damn right I be the don Corleone of rap songs whether on the east cost or back home We clap chrome like magnetic monkey wrenches Used to hop fences Now we hop on top of bad bitches pass em to the homies like basketball assists West Coast Vengeance, East Coast Revenue something new like Pac in Versace lenses Big in the Khaki Suit Best of both worlds when I step in the booth Suicidal thugs from them him her and you I kick away the chair you hang from the noose Shoutout to sidegun and Papoose, Kunta Kinte and ? Bringing it back to the roots, you understand [Verse 2: Jay Rock] Yeah yeah yeah from Cali to N.Y You already know lets get it in (I ain't no joke) Like Mike Tyson in his prime, knocking out rappers with every line Won't attest how I come back with a forty-five Like MJ, sucker MC's expire LA Nigga not to be fucked with, Thug Quick Guns tucked nigga we buck shit We do pop take off your rooftop On the rooftop with choppas infrared dot ya One shot no doctors, just yellow tape and white sheets Buck chrome tell em why Living like felipe though you lay on our paper Yo life we repo play for keeps, no need for peace talk Catch contact whenever the weed spark Yeah its chronic in whatever we smoke Got signed but I'm still in the hood like a brick of blow Hit the club made my pick n' roll this should give em dough Jay Rock used to be in them drug spots Now I rap for the dough all for the Mula, hoo-ha Sucker MC's no threat, i could run laps around each one no sweat They'd all be scared of me, no one ahead of me Nailed to the throne, I'm a project celebrity These niggas ain't all that they said they'd be Nothing but images raping the youth stealing their benjamins Under the dirt is where we sending them New coupe speed off color be cinnamon Nike Cortez's, and Pendletons LA style hop out slide doors on a minivan Its like that spray the whole block if we miss one spot, what we gotta do [Kendrick] Come right back I play the passenger Dumb shot then pour gas on ya Acting like Nelson as I laugh at ya [Jay Rock] The young boy Casper ya Ya soul rise out the casket bruh New rap game lazarus, Top Dawg ENT Soliders ain't nothing after us