look out for detox lyrics – kendrick lamar

uh, shoutout to schoolboy q
he uglier than a motherf*cker [laughs]

tire marks, tire marks, finish line with the tire marks
when the relay starts i’m a runaway slave, uhh
walking on water and running on waves, god mc
oh my god you gotta see, there’s never no is in me
of an odyssey, i’m a block away
fire marshals moving in, marshmallows inside my pen
sweet sixteens, got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin
i’m so appalled, with a prototype with a guy named protocol
you an amateur, they want a pro’ to call
i’ll damage on camera in compton, in canada, i don’t care where ya are
just blink twice and i’m there where ya are
like a shadow in the dark, you a paddle in the boat
in an ocean full of sharks, bout to come up short
water in the pot, throw crack rock
like bam bam n*gg*, have two grams n*gg*
pay up or blam blam n*gg*, have the black cam’
we can go dipset, (killa cam) n*gg*
i’ve been around n*gg*s, killers, pimps
you ain’t been around sh*t but your momma and your b*tch
jumped off the porch when i was like six
uncle bobby got the house raided back in ‘9-6
kick in the do’
canines was all in the kitchen way before i even heard of mike vick
momma in the bathroom, poppa at work
happened on a sunday, we should have went to church
look at my shirt, polo on it
it’s gon’ sell if my logo on it
i fear no opponent
a demon come near and i might throw a spear at the omen
you looking at the twenty-ten romans’ empire
hiiipower, h.p., in ya face like h.d.
and i spit like an h.k., i’ma shop like an h3
h-u-b-c-i-t-y a-d-n-y-g
problem and hootie, n*gg*
tell the government come shoot me, n*gg*
cause i’m going out with a fist raised
and a fistful of money, give it to the fifth grade
drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade
with a democratic politician from c.a.
they don’t wanna see a b-l-a-c-k
making some scratch like a hall of fame dj
give us some free js, put us in the pjs
now we in the county jail calling for a three-way
godd*mn, your call
marketing base, where your godd*mn barcode?
stuck in the street, was dark like harpo
black man, tell me where your godd*mn heart go?
although i’m in the land of milk and honey
n*body never gave me sh*t
when i got my first chain all them n*gg*s tried to take it from me
i had to fight back and sh*t, get it back and sh*t
and you rap n*gg*s looking funny
tryna talk back and sh*t, like he back that sh*t
acting like you real or something
n*gg* ain’t popped no steel, ain’t popped no collar
go pop some pills or something
you trying real hard to appeal to someone
i’m being myself, my b-f-f is a b-m-w
with your b-m in it and a stash box glove
and the medicine the doctor gave a n*gg* won’t help
i’m at a limit where i be amazing myself
i bet i finish on a level with a black belt
i’m better anywhere, every rapper get killed
like bla-bla-bla-bla! where the knife at?
cut-cut-cut where your life at
career’s over, he’s slumped over
and if i’m off beat, know i’m un-sober
that’s a new flow

plus-plus q gave me some kush and some nuvo
new dough for the new year, and a sumo
and i rap here, not a rapper, i’m a raptor
that’s a t-rex, and a v-neck for the rapture
i’m a factor in your facial
i’m a fracture to a fraction
of one half, and i hate math
pastor’s like eddie long, f*cking maricone
took me mighty long to get here, n*gg*, f*ck!

told ya i was gonna fall off q
we recording? you got that sh*t?
(yeah, yeah) ugly, our ugly *ss [laughs]
(f*ck all that, “setbacks” dropping december)
don’t woooorry!

/ kendrick lamar lyrics