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N95 Lyrics by Kendrick Lamar Kendrick Lamar
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Hello new world, all the boys and girls
I got some true stories to tell
You're back outside, but they still lied
Woah yeah
Verse 1
Take off the foo-foo
Take off the clout chase
Take off the Wi-Fi
Take off the money phone
Take off the car loan
Take off the flex and the white lies
Take off the weird-ass jewelry
I'ma take ten steps
Then I'm taking off top five
Take off them fabricated streams and them microwave memes
It's a real world outside
Take off your idols
Take off the runway
I take off to Cairo
Take off to Saint-Tropez, five-day stay
Take a quarter mill', hell, if I know
Take off the false flag
Take off perception
Take off the cop with the eye patch
Take off the unloyal
Take off the unsure
Take off decisions I lack
Take off the fake deep
Take off the fake woke
Take off the, 'I'm broke,' I care
Take off the gossip
Take off the new logic that if I'm rich, I'm rare
Take off the Chanel
Take off the Dolce
Take off the Birkin bag
Take all that designer bullshit off, and what do you have?
You ugly as
You outta pocket
Two ATMs
You steppin' or what?
You outta pocket
Who you think they talk about?
Talk about us
You outta pocket
Who you think they copy off?
Copy off us
The world in a panic
The women is stranded
The men on a run
The prophets abandoned
The law take advantage
The market is crashin', the industry wants
Niggas and bitches to sleep in a box
While they makin' a mockery followin' us
This ain't Monopoly, watchin' for love
This ain't monogamy, y'all gettin'
Jumpin' on what the hell is that? I gotta relax when I feel
All my descendants
They come in my sleep and say I am too real
I'm done with the sensitive
Takin' it personal, done with the black and the white
The wrong and the right
You hopin' for change and clericals
I know the feelings that came with burial's cries
You ugly as
You outta pocket
Two ATMs
You steppin' or what?
You outta pocket
Who you think they talk about?
Talk about us
You outta pocket
Who you think they copy off?
Copy off us
Servin' up a look, dancin' in a drought
Hello to the big stepper, never losin' count
Ventin' in the safe house
Ventin' in the sa-
Can I vent all my truth? I got nothin' to lose
I got problems and pools, I can swim on my faith
Cameras movin' whenever I'm movin'
The family suin' whatever I make
Murder is stackin'
The president actin'
The government taxin' my funds in the bank
Homies attracting the feds when I'm bracking
Look at my reaction
My pupils on skates
Let's think about this for a second
Tell me what you would do for aesthetic
Would you sell your soul on credit?
Would you sell your bro for leverage?
Where the hypocrites at?
What community feel they the only ones relevant?
Where the hypocrites at?
What community feel they the only ones relevant?
You outta pocket, you outta pocket
You entertain the mediocre, need to stop it
You entertainin' old friends when they toxic
What your life like? Bullshit and gossip
What the is cancel culture, dawg?
Say what I want about you niggas, I'm like Oprah, dawg
I treat you crackers like I'm Jigga, watch, I own it all
You worried 'bout a critic? That ain't protocol
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