Karaoké King Kunta Kendrick Lamar

I got a bone to pick

I don't want you monkey mouth motherfuckers sittin' in my throne again

I'm mad but I ain't stressin'

True friends one question

Bitch where you when I was walkin'

Now I run the game got the whole world talkin'

King Kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him

Kunta black man taking no losses

Bitch where you when I was walkin'

Now I run the game got the whole world talkin'

King Kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him

When you got the yams

The yam is the power that be

You can smell it when I'm walking down the street

I can dig rapping

But a rapper with a ghost writer

What the fuck happened

I swore I wouldn't tell

But most of y'all share bars like you got the bottom bunk in a two man cell

Something's in the water

And if I got a brown nose for some gold then I'd rather be a bum than a motherfuckin' baller

Bitch where you when I was walkin'

Now I run the game got the whole world talkin'

King Kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him

Kunta black man taking no losses

Bitch where you when I was walkin'

Now I run the game got the whole world talkin'

King Kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him

When you got the yams

The yam brought it out of Richard Pryor

Manipulated Bill Clinton with desires

Twenty-four seven

Three-sixty-five days times two

I was contemplatin' gettin' on stage

Just to go back to the hood see my enemies and say

Bitch where you when I was walkin'

Now I run the game got the whole world talkin'

King Kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him

Kunta black man taking no losses

Bitch where you when I was walkin'

Now I run the game got the whole world talkin'

King Kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him

I was gonna kill a couple rappers but they did it to themselves

Everybody's suicidal they don't even need my help

This shit is elementary

I'll probably go to jail

If I shoot at your identity and bounce to the left

Stuck a flag in my city everybody's screamin' Compton

I should probably run for Mayor when I'm done to be honest

And I put that on my Mama and my baby boo too

Twenty million walkin' out the court buildin' woo woo

Ah yeah fuck the judge

I made it past twenty-five and there I was a little nappy headed nigga

With the world behind him

Life ain't shit but a fat vagina screamin' Annie are you okay

Annie are you okay

Limo tinted with the gold plates

Straight from the bottom

This the belly of the beast

From a peasant to a prince to a motherfuckin' king

Bitch where you when I was walkin'

Now I run the game got the whole world talkin'

King Kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him

Kunta black man taking no losses

Bitch where you when I was walkin'

Now I run the game got the whole world talkin'

King Kunta everybody wanna cut the legs off him

I remember you was conflicted misusing your influence