[Verse: Kendrick Lamar]

Yeah...

Hit the East Side of the LBC

On a mission trynna find Mr. Warren G

When I jumped off the porch, I was forced into last resort

Of a typical short end, of course where that took us course

Hoarse for yelling out Demons that fought inside of me, talk society how to rejoice

Killers aside of me, privacy obviously was lost

Fraud, Piracy of the streets of my Odyssey

Caught a bullet that probably destroyed

A good kid in a mad city slightly annoyed

I walk out the street with no heat and wanted to beef when i"m just a vegan

Reeking the scent of a saint, sinner smelling the stars squeezing

Pillars stumbling straight to my melon apparent reason

Probably because i'm a cousin, cousin of blood that blooded in public

And Kendrick seen with him last weekend, cousin

But you ain't' no friend of me, instead of Kendrick i'm Kennedy

Assassinate my character, sure, if that's your remedy

Fair enough, i got enemies, but guess who bang?

But that's the repercussion like when your cousin is cussing a blood and your by yourself at the Compton parade

Good kid, mad city, life or death, is you with me?