Kendrick Lamar - XXX. Lyrics

Crazy how this song could literally be meant for x but this was way before his death. Just hits even harder now rip x

Here after finding out that the little Mexican girl Fatima was murdered in Mexico 🇲🇽 I’m Mexican, that shit is hard to accept that it happened. “ I can't sugarcoat the answer for you, this is how I feel:
If somebody kill my son, that mean somebody gettin' killed."
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch
I'll wait in front a nigga's spot and watch him hit his block
I'll catch a nigga leavin' service if that's all I got
I'll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "Bitch, I did that!” How I feel after finding out this news, and she wasn’t even family to me but bro I got sisters. A 7 year old murdered like that, I be talkin out my head philosophin on what the lord had done

2020 and there's no rapper out there that hasn't topped this song yet.

this song is about being human

When you find out the cousin he talking bout is Baby Keem

"Throw the stake at the arch with a pool full of sharks, hell take it" 🔥

The part with the person panting goes hard!

I can’t sugarcoat the answer this is how I feel

I would eat Kendrick Lamar's ass

bonos chorus:
it's not a place
this country is to me
a sound of drum and bass
you close your eyes to look ar--

the sound of drum and bass is metaphorical of shootings hence, it explains why Bono was stopped mid chorus as he is surrounded and was affected by the shooting. furthermore the fact that he closes his eyes to look around shows the fear and trauma where in the real world there is no clarity and keeping a blind eye to everything (as in injustice) is the only mechanism in staying alive.

“Alright kids we gone talk about gun control”

California is crazy... wonder why.

2:15 this part is crazy

Man this is a great song.

This song slaps so fucking hard. Kendrick really is the best rapper in the game.

Almost 3 years later and this song still bangs 2:27 to the end is my favorite part

This is in my opinion Kendrick's deepest and most meaningful song he's ever put out. 3 different arcs in the story showing the hypocrisy all of us humans have yet in a sense it's justified hypocrisy. his homie looks up to him as someone who is spiritually in tune so kendrick is the one he calls when his son his killed. Kendrick knows what the "right" advice is which is to tell him to turn the other cheek but that's just not in our nature (especially if you're from Compton) Kendrick keeps it real saying fuck that lets keep the peace shit I've been saying, if somebody kill my son they gonna have to die as well (hence the cycle of violence continues.) Right after telling him this he has to go speak at the anti violence/gun control convention, showing the hypocrisy but most of all, showing how human he is and how it would be great if all violence would end, but unfortunately that's just not the world we live in.

Usually in rap music the beat is some kind of drum and here it suddenly it turns into a fucking police sirene

Underrated 😬🔥🐐

Most underrated Kendrick song still listening in 2020

Omg yesssssss

2020 ???

I listened to this album straight thru and only one word came to mind..Damn

Probably still my fav song from that album

Most underrated song?

Pure gold

Throw a steak off the yacht
To a pool full of sharks, he'll take it
Leave him in the wilderness
With a sworn nemesis, he'll make it
Take the gratitude from him
I bet he'll show you something, woah
I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'
I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'
I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'
I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like bitch I did that x-rated
Johnny don't wanna go to school no more, no more
Johnny said books ain't cool no more (no more)
Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin
Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin'
God bless America you know we all love him
Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101
Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds
He was sobbin', he was mobbin', way belligerent and drunk
Talkin' out his head philosphin' on what the lord had done
He said, "K-Dot can you pray for me?
It's been a fucked up day for me
I know that you anointed, show me how to overcome"
He was lookin' for some closure
Hopin' I could bring him closer
To the spiritual, my spirit do no better, but I told him
"I can't sugar coat the answer for you
This is how I feel—if somebody kill my son
That mean somebody's gettin' killed"
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch
I wait in front a niggas spot and watch him hit his block
I'll catch a nigga leavin' service if that's all I got
I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "Bitch I did that"
Ain't no black power when your baby killed by a coward
I can't even keep the peace, don't you fuck with one of ours
It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour
Ghetto bird on the street, paramedics on the dial
Let somebody touch my momma
Touch my sister, touch my woman
Touch my daddy, touch my niece
Touch my nephew, touch my brother
You should chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap
Matter fact, I'm 'bout to speak at this convention
Call you back
Alright kids we're gonna talk about gun control
(Pray for me) Damn
It's not a place
This country is to be a sound of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look around
Hail Mary, Jesus and Joseph
The great American flag
Is wrapped and dragged with explosives
Compulsive disorder, sons and daughters
Barricaded blocks and borders
Look what you taught us
It's murder on my street, your street, back streets
Wall street, corporate offices, banks
Employees and bosses with homicidal thoughts
Donald Trump's in office, we lost Barack
And promised to never doubt him again
But is America honest or do we bask in sin?
Pass the gin, I mix it with American blood
Then bash him in, you crippin' or you married to blood?
I'll ask again—oops—accident
It's nasty when you set us up
Then roll the dice, then bet us up
You overnight the big rifles, then tell Fox to be scared of us
Gang members or terrorists, et cetera, et cetera
Americas reflections of me
That's what a mirror does
It's not a place
This country is to be a sound of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look ar—

That ab-soul style at 2:56 min

I searched up xxx as in Kendricks song and instead it shows me porn on youtube

Oliver Perez me too

나 이런것도 말한 것 같은데 음악에 사이렌 소리가 들리고 그런 음악은 없네하면서

Bruh 0:24–0:36 sounds so nice!!! My favorite part of the song, hands down fr! 🔥🔥🔥

“If somebody kill my son that mean somebody getting killed” wow 🔥

The intro should be the start of the next gta

2017 passed by so quick dude.

Is the first 22 seconds a sample? It's my favorite part-

I wait in front a niggas spot and watch him hit his block
I'll catch a nigga leavin' service if that's all I got
I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "Bitch I did that"

And that, my friends, is what the fuck is up 🔥

@1:19 🔥🔥🔥

listen to this with headphones in when you’re stoned, thank me later.

Do you ever wonder how lit Kendrick would be if he had an album wit jcole, X, Joey badass?

This is fr on some NWA shit

I think these lyrics can relate to everyone except the elite, bless up !

Books are cool

well theyre cool if theyre non fiction

@No Name hell yea you got that right. Some fiction can be subliminal

ALL of kendrick’s songs are fire.

dat boy said ILL WAIT IN FRONT A NIGHA SPOT AND WATCH HIM HIT HIS BLOCK
ILL CATCH A NIGGA LEAVIN SERVICE IF THATS ALL I GOT lmao
my nigga kendrick is not playin wit yall rappers man

comments put your mind in a different zone. listen to what the music is saying to you

this one is so underrated

Underrated af

is not much better than this!

America, God bless you if it's good to you
America please take my hand
Can you help me underst-
New Kung Fu Kenny
Throw a steak off the yacht
To a pool full of sharks, he'll take it
Leave him in the wilderness
With a sworn nemesis, he'll make it
Take the gratitude from him
I bet he'll show you something, woah
I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'
I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'
I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'
I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like bitch I did that x-rated
Johnny don't wanna go to school no more, no more
Johnny said books ain't cool no more (no more)
Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin
Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin'
God bless America you know we all love him
Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101
Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds
He was sobbin', he was mobbin', way belligerent and drunk
Talkin' out his head philosphin' on what the lord had done
He said, "K-Dot can you pray for me?
It's been a fucked up day for me
I know that you anointed, show me how to overcome"
He was lookin' for some closure
Hopin' I could bring him closer
To the spiritual, my spirit do no better, but I told him
"I can't sugar coat the answer for you
This is how I feel—if somebody kill my son
That mean somebody's gettin' killed"
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch
I wait in front a niggas spot and watch him hit his block
I'll catch a nigga leavin' service if that's all I got
I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "Bitch I did that"
Ain't no black power when your baby killed by a coward
I can't even keep the peace, don't you fuck with one of ours
It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour
Ghetto bird on the street, paramedics on the dial
Let somebody touch my momma
Touch my sister, touch my woman
Touch my daddy, touch my niece
Touch my nephew, touch my brother
You should chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap
Matter fact, I'm 'bout to speak at this convention
Call you back
Alright kids we're gonna talk about gun control
(Pray for me) Damn
It's not a place
This country is to be a sound of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look around
Hail Mary, Jesus and Joseph
The great American flag
Is wrapped and dragged with explosives
Compulsive disorder, sons and daughters
Barricaded blocks and borders
Look what you taught us
It's murder on my street, your street, back streets
Wall street, corporate offices, banks
Employees and bosses with homicidal thoughts
Donald Trump's in office, we lost Barack
And promised to never doubt him again
But is America honest or do we bask in sin?
Pass the gin, I mix it with American blood
Then bash him in, you crippin' or you married to blood?
I'll ask again—oops—accident
It's nasty when you set us up
Then roll the dice, then bet us up
You overnight the big rifles, then tell Fox to be scared of us
Gang members or terrorists, et cetera, et cetera
Americas reflections of me
That's what a mirror does
It's not a place
This country is to be a sound of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look ar—

This song invokes a profound feeling, no other song has caught onto a vibe like this.

1:42-1:52 profound

I didn't realize how god tier some of the songs on damn were until over 2 years after the album came out. I never got this song until I listened to the lyrics. This song is a masterpiece.

High af listening to this is different

Bro whenever I look this song up on the internet all I get is porn ads😭😩😩😩

Let somebody touch my mom's touchy sister touch my woman touch my daddy touch my niece touch my nephew touch my brother

It was not drake it was you

He killed x

You killed xxxtentacion!!!!!!!!!!!


Why?

[Bēkon:]
America, God bless you if it's good to you
America please take my hand
Can you help me underst-
[Kid Capri:] New Kung Fu Kenny

[Kendrick Lamar:]
Throw a steak off the ark
To a pool full of sharks, he'll take it
Leave him in the wilderness
With a sworn nemesis, he'll make it
Take the gratitude from him
I bet he'll show you somethin', whoa
I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'
I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'
I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'
I'll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "Bitch, I did that!"
X-rated

Johnny don't wanna go to school no mo', no mo'
Johnny said books ain't cool no mo' (no mo')
Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin
Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin'
God bless America, you know we all love him

Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101
Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds
He was sobbin', he was mobbin', way belligerent and drunk
Talkin' out his head, philosphin' on what the Lord had done
He said: "K-Dot, can you pray for me?
It's been a fucked up day for me
I know that you anointed, show me how to overcome."
He was lookin' for some closure
Hopin' I could bring him closer
To the spiritual, my spirit do no better, but I told him
"I can't sugarcoat the answer for you, this is how I feel:
If somebody kill my son, that mean somebody gettin' killed."
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch

I'll wait in front a niggas spot and watch him hit his block
I'll catch a nigga leavin' service if that's all I got
I'll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "Bitch, I did that!"
Ain't no Black Power when your baby killed by a coward
I can't even keep the peace, don't you fuck with one of ours
It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour
Ghetto bird be on the street, paramedics on the dial
Let somebody touch my mama
Touch my sister, touch my woman
Touch my daddy, touch my niece
Touch my nephew, touch my brother

You should chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Matter fact, I'm 'bout to speak at this convention
Call you back-

Alright, kids, we're gonna talk about gun control
(Pray for me) Damn!

[Bono:]
It's not a place
This country is to be a sound of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look around

[Kendrick Lamar:]
Hail Mary, Jesus and Joseph
The great American flag
Is wrapped and dragged with explosives
Compulsive disorder, sons and daughters
Barricaded blocks and borders
Look what you taught us!
It's murder on my street, your street, back streets
Wall Street, corporate offices
Banks, employees, and bosses with
Homicidal thoughts; Donald Trump's in office
We lost Barack and promised to never doubt him again
But is America honest, or do we bask in sin?
Pass the gin, I mix it with American blood
Then bash him in, you Crippin' or you married to blood?
I'll ask again-oops-accident
It's nasty when you set us up
Then roll the dice, then bet us up
You overnight the big rifles, then tell Fox to be scared of us
Gang members or terrorists, et cetera, et cetera
America's reflections of me, that's what a mirror does

[Bono:]
It's not a place
This country is to be a sound of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look ar-

The first beat is almost verbatim from a weird Cyriak video

The definition of notoriety has no timeline. Kendrick is godly

All rise

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

KDOT Is legendary and has channeled my life, his life, my family’s life... even the fam we haven’t met yet....xoxo

비트 미쳤다

Get out of here

Ivan Mnv ㅗㅗ

Gta 6 theme song lmao

Search up America by beckon for a full song of the intro

Tell me Eazy e wouldn’t go hard on second beat

Or ice cube

Underrated

The fact he got Bono to sing the hook.... #GOAT

What you'd do for love loyalty and

Good to hear they gave the guy making the siren noise a bjt of time to catch his breath during the song. Thanks k-dot

0.75 speed

Still my favorite song mannnn they don’t hear you tho

.Iloveuuu. #bored. #water. #webby.

Drilling concrete type beat

2:30 I love that “DAMNNnn”

Lyrics 🐱
[Intro: Bēkon & Kid Capri]
America, God bless you if it's good to you
America, please take my hand
Can you help me underst—
New Kung Fu Kenny!

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Throw a steak off the ark to a pool full of sharks, he'll take it
Leave him in the wilderness with a sworn nemesis, he'll make it
Take the gratitude from him, I bet he'll show you somethin', whoa
I'll chip a nigga lil' bit of nothin', I'll chip a nigga lil' bit of nothin'
I'll chip a nigga lil' bit of nothin', I'll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "Bitch, I did that!," X-rated
Johnny don't wanna go to school no mo', no mo'
Johnny said books ain't cool no mo' (No mo')
Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin
Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin'
God bless America, you know we all love him

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101
Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds
He was sobbin', he was mobbin', way belligerent and drunk
Talkin' out his head, philosophin' on what the Lord had done
He said: "K-Dot, can you pray for me?
It been a fucked up day for me
I know that you anointed, show me how to overcome."
He was lookin' for some closure
Hopin' I could bring him closer
To the spiritual, my spirit do know better, but I told him
"I can't sugarcoat the answer for you, this is how I feel:
If somebody kill my son, that mean somebody gettin' killed."
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch
I'll wait in front a nigga's spot and watch him hit his block
I'll catch a nigga leavin' service if that's all I got
I'll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "Bitch, I did that!"
Ain't no Black Power when your baby killed by a coward
I can't even keep the peace, don't you fuck with one of ours
It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour
Ghetto bird be on the street, paramedics on the dial
Let somebody touch my momma
Touch my sister, touch my woman
Touch my daddy, touch my niece
Touch my nephew, touch my brother
You should chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Matter fact, I'm 'bout to speak at this convention
Call you back—

Alright, kids, we're gonna talk about gun control
(Pray for me) Damn!

[Chorus: Bono]
It's not a place
This country is to me a sound
Of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look around

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Hail Mary, Jesus and Joseph
The great American flag is wrapped in drag with explosives
Compulsive disorder, sons and daughters
Barricaded blocks and borders
Look what you taught us!
It's murder on my street, your street, back streets
Wall Street, corporate offices
Banks, employees, and bosses with
Homicidal thoughts; Donald Trump's in office
We lost Barack and promised to never doubt him again
But is America honest, or do we bask in sin?
Pass the gin, I mix it with American blood
Then bash him in, you Crippin' or you married to Blood?
I'll ask again—oops, accident
It's nasty when you set us up
Then roll the dice, then bet us up
You overnight the big rifles, then tell Fox to be scared of us
Gang members or terrorists, et cetera, et cetera
America's reflections of me, that's what a mirror does

It's not a place
This country is to me a sound
Of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look ar—

bruh, when he said, "All right kids today were going to talk about gun control...." I DIED🤣🤣

literally

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💥💥💥💥💥💥

First 60 secs Kdot rapping about deuteronomy 👀👀🧠

0:59 when u fail all ur regents

goddam this shit fucking fire

Play on 0.75 speed. 👌🏽 Thank me later. 😌

Get J-Rock on it, then shoot a sick fucking video. Mind blowing beat

This is amazing

So good 🔥😍

I fly kicked a guy out of his seat to this song

America, God bless you if it's good to you
America please take my hand
Can you help me underst-
New Kung Fu Kenny
Throw a steak off the yacht
To a pool full of sharks, he'll take it
Leave him in the wilderness
With a sworn nemesis, he'll make it
Take the gratitude from him
I bet he'll show you something, woah
I'll chip a ni**a little bit of nothin'
I'll chip a ni**a little bit of nothin'
I'll chip a ni**a little bit of nothin'
I'll chip a ni**a then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like b*tch I did that x-rated
Johnny don't wanna go to school no more, no more
Johnny said books ain't cool no more (no more)
Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin
Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin'
God bless America you know we all love him
Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101
Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds
He was sobbin', he was mobbin', way belligerent and drunk
Talkin' out his head philosphin' on what the lord had done
He said, "K-Dot can you pray for me?
It's been a f*cked up day for me
I know that you anointed, show me how to overcome"
He was lookin' for some closure
Hopin' I could bring him closer
To the spiritual, my spirit do no better, but I told him
"I can't sugar coat the answer for you
This is how I feel—if somebody kill my son
That mean somebody's gettin' killed"
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch
I wait in front a ni**as spot and watch him hit his block
I'll catch a ni**a leavin' service if that's all I got
I'll chip a ni**a then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "B*tch I did that"
Ain't no black power when your baby killed by a coward
I can't even keep the peace, don't you f*ck with one of ours
It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour
Ghetto bird on the street, paramedics on the dial
Let somebody touch my momma
Touch my sister, touch my woman
Touch my daddy, touch my niece
Touch my nephew, touch my brother
You should chip a ni**a then throw the blower in his lap
Matter fact, I'm 'bout to speak at this convention
Call you back

2:24 pray for me, Damn...

Jesus is highly intuitive. He doesn’t contradict himself, speaks to the individual.

Everybody’s got strongholds.

Right now for me, my anger. Not even at individual’s.

Love isn’t as complicated as people make it out to be.