m.A.A.d city - Kendrick Lamar feat. MC Eiht (Full lyrics)

Type in the lyrics to the song ,,m.A.A.d city" from Kendrick Lamar's 2012 album ,,good kid, m.A.A.d city".
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Lyrics
[Part I]
Kendrick Lamar & ScHoolboy Q (Refrain):
If
Pirus
and
Crips
all
got
along
They'd
probably
gun
me
down
by
the
end
of
this
song
Seem
like
the
whole
city
go
against
me
Every
time
I'm
in
the
street,
I
hear,
"Yawk,
yawk,
yawk,
yawk"
Kendrick Lamar (Chorus):
Man
down,
where
you
from,
nigga?
Fuck
who
you
know,
where
you
from,
my
nigga?
Where
your
grandma
stay,
huh,
my
nigga?
This
m.A.A.d
city
I
run,
my
nigga
Kendrick Lamar (Verse):
Brace
yourself,
I'll
take
you
on
a
trip
down
memory
lane
This
is
not
a
rap
on
how
I'm
slingin'
crack
or
move
cocaine
This
is
cul-
de-
sac
and
plenty
Cognac
and
major
pain
Not
the
drill
sergeant,
but
the
stress
that
weighin'
on
your
brain
It
was
me,
L
Boog,
and
Yan
Yan,
YG
Lucky
ride
down
Rosecrans
It
got
ugly,
wavin'
yo'
hand
out
the
window,
check
yourself
Uh,
Warriors
and
Conans,
hope
euphoria
can
slow
dance
With
society,
the
driver
seat,
the
first
one
to
get
killed
Seen
a
light-
skinned
nigga
with
his
brains
blown
out
At
the
same
burger
stand
where
****
hang
out
Now
this
is
not
a
tape
recorder
sayin'
that
he
did
it
But
ever
since
that
day,
I
was
lookin'
at
him
different
That
was
back
when
I
was
nine,
Joey
packed
the
nine
Pakistan
on
every
porch
is
fine,
we
adapt
to
crime
Pack
a
van
with
four
guns
at
a
time
With
the
sliding
door,
fuck
is
up?
Fuck
you
shootin'
for
if
you
ain't
walkin'
up,
you
fuckin'
punk?
Pickin'
up
the
fuckin'
pump,
pickin'
off
you
suckers
Suck
a
dick
or
die
or
sucker
punch
A
wall
of
bullets
comin'
from
AK's,
AR's,
"Ayy,
y'all,
duck"
That's
what
mama
said
when
we
was
eatin'
that
free
lunch
Aw
man,
goddamn,
all
hell
broke
loose
You
killed
my
cousin
back
in
'94,
fuck
yo'
truce
Now
crawl
your
head
in
that
noose
You
wind
up
dead
on
the
news
Ain't
no
peace
treaty,
just
piecin'
BGs
up
to
pre-
approve
Bodies
on
top
of
bodies,
IVs
on
top
of
IVs
Obviously
the
coroner
between
the
sheets
like
the
Isleys
When
you
hop
on
that
trolley,
make
sure
your
color's
correct
Make
sure
you're
corporate,
or
they'll
be
callin'
your
mother
collect
They
say
the
governor
collect
all
of
our
taxes,
except
When
we
in
traffic
and
tragic
happens,
that
shit
ain't
no
threat
You
movin'
backwards
if
you
suggest
that
you
sleep
with
a
TEC
Go
buy
a
chopper
and
have
a
doctor
on
speed
dial,
I
guess
​m.A.A.d.
city
Kendrick Lamar (Chorus):
Man
down,
where
you
from,
nigga?
Fuck
who
you
know,
where
you
from,
my
nigga?
Where
your
grandma
stay,
huh,
my
nigga?
This
m.A.A.d
city
I
run,
my
nigga
Kendrick Lamar & ScHoolboy Q (Refrain):
If
Pirus
and
Crips
all
got
along
They'd
probably
gun
me
down
by
the
end
of
this
song
Seem
like
the
whole
city
go
against
me
Every
time
I'm
in
the
street,
I
hear,
"Yawk,
yawk,
yawk"
[Part II]
MC Eiht (Intro):
Wake
yo'
punk-
ass
up
It
ain't
nothin'
but
a
Compton
thang
G-
yeah,
real
simple
and
plain
Let
me
teach
you
some
lessons
about
the
street
(Smoke somethin', nigga?)
Hood
('Sup, cuz?)
It
ain't
nothin'
but
a
Compton
thang
G-
yeah,
how
we
do
Kendrick Lamar (Verse 1):
Fresh
outta
school
'cause
I
was
a
high
school
grad'
Sleepin'
in
the
livin'
room
of
my
mama's
pad
Reality
struck,
I
seen
the
white
car
crash
Hit
the
light
pole,
two
niggas
hopped
out
on
foot
and
dashed
(Watch out, cuz)
My
pops
said
I
needed
a
job,
I
thought
I
believed
him
Security
guard
for
a
month
and
ended
up
leavin'
In
fact,
I
got
fired
'cause
I
was
inspired
by
all
of
my
friends
To
stage
a
robbery,
the
third
Saturday
I
clocked
in
Projects
tore
up,
gang
signs
get
thrown
up
(Sup?)
Cocaine
laced
in
marijuana
And
they
wonder
why
I
rarely
smoke
now
Imagine
if
your
first
blunt
had
you
foamin'
at
the
mouth
I
was
straight
tweakin',
the
next
weekend
we
broke
even
I
made
allegiance
that
made
a
promise
to
see
you
bleedin'
You
know
the
reasons,
but
still'll
never
know
my
life
Kendrick
a.k.a.
"Compton's
Human
Sacrifice"
MC Eiht (Break):
G-
yeah,
cocaine,
weed
Niggas
been
mixin'
shit
since
the
'80s,
loc
Sherm
sticks,
butt-
nakeds
Dip,
make
a
nigga
flip
Cluck
heads
all
up
and
down
the
block
and
shit
One
time's
crooked
and
shit
Block
a
nigga
in
Alondra,
Rosecrans,
Bullis,
it's
Compton
MC Eiht (Verse 2):
I'm
still
in
the
hood,
loc,
g-
yeah,
that's
cool
Shit,
the
hood
took
me
under,
so
I
follow
the
rules
But,
g-
yeah,
that's
like
me,
I
grew
up
in
the
hood
where
they
bang
And
niggas
that
rep
colors
is
doin'
the
same
thang
Pass
it
to
the
left,
so
I
can
smoke
on
me
A
couple
drive-
bys
in
the
hood
lately,
g-
yeah
Couple
of
IV's
with
the
fuckin'
spray-
can
Shots
in
the
crowd,
then
everybody
ran
Crew
I'm
finna
slay,
the
street
life
I
crave
Shots
hit
the
enemy,
hearts
turn
brave
Mount
up,
regulators
in
the
whip
Down
the
boulevard
with
the
pistol
grip,
g-
yeah
Trip,
we
in
the
hood
still
So,
loc,
grab
a
strap
'cause,
g-
yeah,
it's
so
real,
g-
yeah
Deal
with
the
outcome,
a
strap
in
the
hand
And
a
bird
and
ten
grand's
where
a
mothafucka
stand
Kendrick Lamar (Verse 3):
If
I
told
you
I
killed
a
nigga
at
sixteen,
would
you
believe
me?
Perceive
me
to
be
innocent
Kendrick
you
seen
in
the
street
With
a
basketball
and
some
Now
and
Laters
to
eat?
If
I
mentioned
all
of
my
skeletons,
would
you
jump
in
the
seat?
Would
you
say
my
intelligence
now
is
great
relief?
And
it's
safe
to
say
that
our
next
generation
maybe
can
sleep
With
dreams
of
bein'
a
lawyer
or
doctor
Instead
of
boy
with
a
chopper
that
hold
the
cul-
de-
sac
hostage
Kill
'em
all
if
they
gossip
The
Children
of
the
Corn,
they
vandalizin'
the
option
Of
livin'
a
lie,
drown
their
body
with
toxins
Constantly
drinkin'
and
drive
Hit
the
powder,
then
watch
this
flame
that
arrive
in
his
eye
Listen,
coward,
the
concept
is
aim
and
then
bang
it
and
slide
Out
that
bitch
with
deposit,
a
price
on
his
head,
the
tithes
Probably
go
to
the
projects
I
live
inside
the
belly
of
the
rough,
Compton,
USA
Made
me
an
Angel
on
Angel
Dust,
what?
(Interlude):
(*Scratches*)
(M.A.A.d city)
(Compton)
(Skit):
(Nigga, pass Dot the bottle, damn)
(You ain't the one that got fucked up)
(What you holdin' it for?)
(Niggas always actin' unsensitive and shit)
(Nigga, that ain't no word)
(Nigga, shut up)
(Hey, Dot, you good, my nigga?)
(Don't even trip)
(Just lay back and drink that)
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