Ronald Reagan Era (His Evil) Lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

1 '''Ash Riser:'''

2 We're far from good, not good from far

3 Ninety miles per hour down Compton Boulevard

4 With the top down, screaming, "We don't give a fuck"

5 Drink my forty ounce of freedom while I roll a blunt

6 'Cause the kids just ain't alright

7 '''Ab-Soul:'''

8 Oh, shit nigga

9 Somethin' 'bout to happen

10 Nigga, this shit, nigga this sound like thirty ki's under the Compton court building

11 Hope the dogs don't smell it

12 '''Kendrick Lamar:'''

13 Welcome to vigilante, eighties so don't you ask me

14 I'm hungry, my body's antsy, I rip through your fuckin' pantry

15 Peelin' off like a Xanny, examine my orchestra

16 Granny said when I'm old enough, I'll be sure to be all I can be

17 You niggas Marcus Camby, washed up

18 Pussy, fix your panties, I'm Mr. Marcus, you getting fucked, uh

19 You ain't heard nothin' harder since Daddy Kane

20 Take it in vain, Vicodins couldn't ease the pain

21 Lightnin' bolts hit your body, you thought it rained

22 Not a cloud in sight, just the shit that I write

23 Strong enough to stand in front of a travellin' freight train, are you trained?

24 To go against Dracula draggin' the record industry by my fangs

25 AK clips, money clips, and gold chains

26 You walk around with a P90 like it's the nineties

27 Bullet to your temple, your homicide'll remind me

28 That Compton Crip niggas ain't nothin' to fuck with

29 Bompton Pirus ain't nothin' to fuck with

30 Compton éses ain't nothin' to fuck with

31 But they fuck with me, and bitch I love it

32 '''Kendrick Lamar and RZA:'''

33 Whoop de whoop, whoop de whoop-whoop, whoop de whoop

34 Whoop de whoop, whoop de whoop-whoop (California Dungeons)

35 Whoop de whoop, whoop de whoop-whoop, whoop de whoop

36 Whoop de whoop, whoop de whoop-whoop (California Dungeons)

37 '''Kendrick Lamar and Ab-Soul:'''

38 Let's hit the county buildin', gotta cash my check

39 Spend it all on a forty ounce to the neck

40 And in retrospect I remember December being the hottest

41 Squad cars, neighborhood wars and stolen Mazdas

42 I tell you motherfuckers that life is full of hydraulics

43 Up and down, get a '64, better know how to drive it

44 I'm drivin' on E with no license or registration

45 Heart racin', racin' past Johnny because he's racist

46 1987, the children of Ronald Reagan raked the leaves off

47 Your front porch with a machine blowtorch (I'm really out here, my nigga)

48 He blowin' on stress, hopin' to ease the stress (Like, really out here)

49 He copping some blow, hopin' that it can stretch

50 Newborn massacre, hopping out the passenger

51 With calendars, 'cause your date's comin'

52 Run him down and then he gun him down, I'm hopin' that you fast enough

53 Even the legs of Michael Johnson don't mean nothin'

54 '''Kendrick Lamar:'''

55 Because Compton Crip niggas ain't nothin' to fuck with

56 Bompton Pirus ain't nothin' to fuck with

57 Compton éses ain't nothin' to fuck with

58 But they fuck with me, and bitch I love it

59 '''Kendrick Lamar and RZA:'''

60 Whoop de whoop, whoop de whoop-whoop, whoop de whoop

61 Whoop de whoop, whoop de whoop-whoop (California Dungeons)

62 Whoop de whoop, whoop de whoop-whoop, whoop de whoop

63 Whoop de whoop, whoop de whoop-whoop (California Dungeons)

64 '''Kendrick Lamar and Ab-Soul:'''

65 Can't detour when you're at war

66 With your city, why run for it?

67 Just ride with me, just die with me

68 That gun store, right there

69 When you fight, don't fight fair 'cause you'll never win

70 (Right, I had the yapper, and I tore they ass up)

71 Can't detour when you're at war

72 With your city, why run for it?

73 Just ride with me, just die with me

74 That gun store, right there

75 When you fight, don't fight fair 'cause you'll never win, yeah

76 '''Ab-Soul:'''

77 We really out here, my nigga, you niggas don't understand, my nigga

78 I'm off of pill and Remy Red, my nigga, trippin', my nigga