XXX. Lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

1 America, God bless you if it's good to you

2 America please take my hand

3 Can you help me underst—

4 New Kung Fu Kenny

5 Throw a steak off the yacht

6 To a pool full of sharks, he'll take it

7 Leave him in the wilderness

8 With a sworn nemesis, he'll make it

9 Take the gratitude from him

10 I bet he'll show you somethin', whoa

11 I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'

12 I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'

13 I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'

14 I'll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap

15 Walk myself to the court like, "Bitch, I did that!"

16 X-rated

17 Johnny don't wanna go to school no mo', no mo'

18 Johnny said books ain't cool no mo' (no mo')

19 Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin

20 Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin'

21 God bless America, you know we all love him

22 Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101

23 Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds

24 He was sobbin', he was mobbin', way belligerent and drunk

25 Talkin' out his head, philosphin' on what the Lord had done

26 He said: "K-Dot, can you pray for me?

27 It's been a fucked up day for me

28 I know that you anointed, show me how to overcome."

29 He was lookin' for some closure

30 Hopin' I could bring him closer

31 To the spiritual, my spirit do no better, but I told him

32 "I can't sugarcoat the answer for you, this is how I feel:

33 If somebody kill my son, that mean somebody gettin' killed."

34 Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of

35 All the memories collected, moments you could never touch

36 I'll wait in front a niggas spot and watch him hit his block

37 I'll catch a nigga leavin' service if that's all I got

38 I'll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap

39 Walk myself to the court like, "Bitch, I did that!"

40 Ain't no Black Power when your baby killed by a coward

41 I can't even keep the peace, don't you fuck with one of ours

42 It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour

43 Ghetto bird be on the street, paramedics on the dial

44 Let somebody touch my mama

45 Touch my sister, touch my woman

46 Touch my daddy, touch my niece

47 Touch my nephew, touch my brother

48 You should chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap

49 Matter fact, I'm 'bout to speak at this convention

50 Call you back—

51 Alright, kids, we're gonna talk about gun control

52 (Pray for me) Damn!

53 It's not a place

54 This country is to be a sound of drum and bass

55 You close your eyes to look around

56 Hail Mary, Jesus and Joseph

57 The great American flag

58 Is wrapped and dragged with explosives

59 Compulsive disorder, sons and daughters

60 Barricaded blocks and borders

61 Look what you taught us!

62 It's murder on my street, your street, back streets

63 Wall Street, corporate offices

64 Banks, employees, and bosses with

65 Homicidal thoughts; Donald Trump's in office

66 We lost Barack and promised to never doubt him again

67 But is America honest, or do we bask in sin?

68 Pass the gin, I mix it with American blood

69 Then bash him in, you Crippin' or you married to blood?

70 I'll ask again—oops—accident

71 It's nasty when you set us up

72 Then roll the dice, then bet us up

73 You overnight the big rifles, then tell Fox to be scared of us

74 Gang members or terrorists, et cetera, et cetera

75 America's reflections of me, that's what a mirror does

76 It's not a place

77 This country is to be a sound of drum and bass

78 You close your eyes to look ar—