Artist: Kendrick Lamar f/ Gunplay (Triple C's) Album: Cartoon & Cereal (S) Song: Cartoon & Cereal Typed by: firstname.lastname@example.org [Intro: channel surfing samples] "I want to hit line drives" "Want to lose weight? Well keep eating..." "For you" "In my financial situation" "Heeey, what's up Doc?" [Chorus 1: Kendrick Lamar] Now I was raised in a sandbox next to you and her You was holding a handgun, she was giving birth to a baby boy, to be just like you, I, I wonder what that's worth I, I wonder if you, you ever knew you was a role model to me first The next day I, I woke up in the morning, seen you on the news Looked in the mirror, then realized that I, I, I had something to prove You told me "Don't be like me, just finish watching cartoons" which is funny now cause all I see is Wile E. Coyotes in the room [Chorus 2: Kendrick Lamar] + (Gunplay) And I run it "blow-blow-blow-blow!", and I run it "blow-blow-blow-blow!" And I run it "yeah! blow!", and I run it "yeah! blow!" That's ironic "blow-blow-blow-blow!", I run it "blow-blow-blow-blow!" That's ironic "yeah-yeah! blow!", I run it "yeah! blow! yeah!" (Salt all in my wounds Hear my tears all in my tunes Let my life loose in this booth just for you muh'fucker, hope y'all amused) And I run it "blow-blow-blow-blow!", and I run it "blow-blow-blow-blow!" And I run it "yeah-yeah! blow!", and I run it "yeah! blow!" That's ironic [Interlude: channel surfing samples] "In my financial situation" "With the liberation, his leader..." "Popular pie plant pictured here" "Wile E. Coyote! Wile E. Coyote!" [Kendrick Lamar] - (Kendrick chants in the background "Elmer Fudd said, 'Shoot him down'") This shit make a nigga just wanna write Reminisce when I had the morning appetite Apple Jacks and after that I hit the TV Guide Animaniac the only thing that gave me peace of mind I'm maniac when aiming at the enemy that lied Tell a story that I'll never glory twenty-five Not to worry, every warrior will come and see euphoria That's a covenant I put on every tribe Ain't nobody gon' tie your shoe Nobody gon' abide by your rule Nobody holding your gun How come your tongue say killer, then kill my mood? Light speed living in the world you know Little old me, feeling like a live wire Bet I put some new tires on a lightning bolt till I wreck into a pole/poll like a right to vote I am from the bottom of the jungle Living in the bottom of the food chain When you get a new chain, nigga take it from you A new name, want stripes, and you a zebra lookalike Hope another homicide don't numb you, and none do Things we will never learn soon In the era where we wanna earn soon, that's an error You can smell it in the air, and everybody really doomed That's why I'm backdooring you muh'fuckers, all y'all can suck my dick All them days at the county building, now I'm bout to make my momma rich Cartoons and (cereal), I ain't felt this (good since) Scrooge McDuck, (here we go), elementary hood shit [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] [Kendrick Lamar] - (Kendrick chants in the background "Elmer Fudd said, 'Shoot him down'") This shit make a nigga just wanna shit on everybody, even with a pot to piss in I'ma aim sloppy at a loud mouth, discharge Dismiss any business of yours Discounts never did amount to a check that ya ass couldn't cash when the shit bounced Everything dismounts, niggas gon' flip that car AKs for the whole hood House lick went down perfect Two shots to the head, he deserved it Overheard it in my bed with a bowl and remote control Darkwing Duck lost service Momma said I better duck, she's nervous Drama all up in the cut, hit the curtains I mean, don't intervene with no gun machine This block stay jerking, the Feds stay lurking Emerging on everybody corner, (dash for it) Get a toe tag when you play tag with the task of a new (task force) Everybody wanna know my life, how did I make it (past yours)? Well let me tell you like this, I've been running this shit since I (asked for) cartoons and cereal [Chorus 1] [Kendrick Lamar] And I run it [Gunplay] Salt all in my wounds Hear my tears all in my tunes Let my life loose in this booth just for you muh'fucker, hope y'all amused I did wrong, karma came Crackers gave me ball and chain Friends, enemies, all the same State, Fed, both can hang Nobody can mute me But I never said nobody can't shoot me Just another stat to the white folks Still whip work to the white yolk, absolutely Every day feel like the one before Hunt the money, don't hunt the hoe If you do what you always done then you get what you always got, you dumb buffoons I ain't seen the back of my eyelids for bout the past seventy-two hours Hand on my heart, face to the hood I'll pledge every word you ever heard was honest Yeah this me, no mic No cameras, no lights Just pain Momma, how much trauma can I sustain? Dirty money come with lots of stains Road to riches come with lots of lanes Just another player with lots of game Never had shit, got lots to gain Just another player with lots of game Never had shit, got lots to gain! "To be continued"