Artist: Future, James Blake, Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar
Album:  Black Panther: The Album
Song:   King's Dead
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit)
You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist)
I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist)
I made 100 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it)
I made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it)
I bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend)
This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want)
This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want)

[Jay Rock]
And it's like that lil' bitch
MVP, I don't get no sleep, no I don't like that lil' bitch
Bust that open, I want that ocean, yeah that bite back lil' bitch
Do it bite back lil' bitch? Need two life jackets lil' bitch
I ain't gon' hold you, I ain't gon' press you, never control you
I ain't gon' front you, keep it 100, I don't know you
Boss like Top Dawg, bossed my life up, crossin' over
Stutter steppin', got a Hall of Fame in all my poster
I've been ready, my whip been ready, my bitch been ready, my clique been ready
My shit's been ready, my check's been ready, my shot's on full, that's armageddon
I got pull, I hope y'all ready, my tank on full, you know unleaded
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it
My name gon hold up, my team gon hold up, my name gon hold up, my team gon hold up
My shots gon' fire, my team gon' roll up, menage-a-trois, my queen gon' roll up
I hope y'all ready, you know I'm ready, I rain all day, you know confetti
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, skrrt!

[Future] + (Kendrick) + {Jay Rock}
(Miss me with that bullshit - bullshit)
You're not a gang member, you's a tourist (a tourist)
I be blackin' out, I be blackin' out
Bought an '83 Cutlass for the weekend (for the weekend)
I got a hundred thousand then I freaked it (then I freaked it)
I made 500 thousand then I freaked it (then I freaked it)
I put a Rolls Royce on my wrist, oh yeah
Fuck his baby mama, tryna sneak diss (ahh~!)
I took her to my penthouse then I freaked it (then I freaked it)
I haven't made my mind up, should I keep it? (should I keep it?)
I got big dog status, it ain't no secret
La di da di da; slob on me knob
Pass me some syrup, fuck me in the car
La di da di da, mothafuck the law
Chitty chitty bang, murder everything
{Bitch I'm on a roll and I put that on the gang} (yeah)

[Chorus]

{*beat changes*}

[Interlude: James Blake]
Changes
Is you gon' do something about it?
What you want?

[Kendrick Lamar]
Red light, green light, red light, green light, red light, green light, they like, we like
Fast cars, fast money, fast life, fast broads
Egotistic, goin' ballistic, why God?
Born warrior, lookin' for euphoria, but I don't see it
I don't feel it, I'm paraplegic, tapped in when I'm maxed in
Comp-Town with the MAC 10s
and the pumps in the background, I was absent
Never OG, standout, I was lackin'
everything else but doubt in the Magnum
Holdin' Magnums with a Magnum, nigga ad-lib
and I sing out loud, never had friends
Never had ends, never had hope, they was like “Nope”
I was like "Boo yaow, boo yaow"
(Yeah God) Tee off today
Know we off the, be off the, eat off your plate
Throw me off, I be off ya head
Well late, on C4 I'm way off the edge
Fuck integrity, fuck your pedigree, fuck your feeling
Fuck your culture, fuck your moral
Fuck your family, fuck your drive
Fuck your land, fuck your children, fuck your wives
Who am I? Not your father, not your brother
Not your reason, not your future, not your comfort
Not your reverence, not your glory, not your heaven
Not your angel, not your spirit, not your message
Not your freedom, not your people
Not your neighbor, not your baby, not your equal
Not the title y'all want me under - all hail King Killmonger~!
Red light, green light, red light, green light
red light, green light, they like, we like
Fast cars...