wacced out murals remix

Originally by Kendrick Lamar

Now everybody wanna get on my nerves
Fuck all of em imma take what i serve
Now its all hate fuck all the fake love
Imma be what i want or being some sort of

Now errbody wanna doubt my verse,
Cursed from the birth, but I’m blessed with a thirst
Spit quick slick tricks, mix bricks with the hurt,
Imma flip scripts, rip clips, till my name’s in dirt

Talk slick? Get hit with the flick of a wrist,
Twist linguistics, this misfit’s ballistic
Pessimists pissed ‘cause I spit with a gist,
Of a mystic’s wit and a devilish twist

Catch a rhythm, I’m venom in syllable form,
I’m the storm in the eye while you try to conform
Born torn, sworn corn, till the day I’m reborn,
On a path with no map and no bridges to burn

Yeah homie,
I’m a tyrant, silencing sirens with science,
Defiant alliance, defying reliance
Supply the riots, I’m quiet till violence,
And then I spit fire like Zion with lions

Bars so heavy they break your facade,
Got a squad full of gods with a plot of applaud
Mirage of applause? Nah, my flaws are a fraud,
I’m raw, unthawed, leave ‘em awed when I nod

All faces are the same
All faeces are the same

Tongue’s like a sword and my breath is the blade,
Shades of grenades in the flows that I sprayed
Paid in the rage, let the stakes gon be laid,
Cause the fake cascade like a fucking masquerade

Fast-paced phrases, phasing the fakers,
My cadence awakens the base of the haters
Acres of papers are wasted on traders,

While I’m blazing a trail with the flames of creators
Don’t talk like you know me, I’m colder than storms,
Colossal with flow while you fold to the norm
Torn, sworn on my life and then I’ll be worn,
As a king in the court, undefeated and scorned
Undefeated and scorned till the day ill be gone

Flipping a flow like a gymnast flipping beams,
Seems like the schemes get crushed in my own dreams
Mean with a lean but I gleam through the seams,
Supreme with a team built on infinite themes

So what the fuck they are talking about?
Imma rise from the doubt, let the anger go sprout
Shout loud, proud, I’m the one they count out,
Now watch as I take the whole game out to a rout

Now the pen hits the page like a blade on a vein,
Ink drips quick, thick with a fucking disdain
Spit sick slick tricks, they cannot t sustain,
I’m a train off the trails, bringing hell to the plain

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