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Usa A− / A+ para ajustar el tamañoThe Heart Part 3 (Will You Let it Die?)
[Intro: Kendrick Lamar]One two, one two, one twoOne two, one two, one twoOne twoTurn the headphones up AliOne twoYou mix with Dre, right?Turn the headphones up[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]When the whole world see you as Pac reincarnatedThat's enough pressure to live your whole life sedatedFind the tallest building in Vegas and jump off itBut I could never rewrite history in a coffinSo I'm talking to God, "Can you wash all these demons off me? "This last year I've been quite similar to AaliyahControl my own destiny, only rapper that steeredA g's give high-fives to me and say, "Kendrick, just persevere. "The presence of being realAs I lay in this four corner room staring at candlesThinking, "How can I make an example, for this generation of Compton? "My biggest fear is not feeling accomplishedOr turning back to that same accompliceMy past life was a child with no act rightTrying to smile in a room of killers, turn into a crash siteInfluenced by niggas that spoke the gang culture fluentAssuring that some blossom early and some truantThank God for the album I idolizedIt's dark and plus hell is hot, that's the start of this crazy rideTwo young niggas, me and Dave inside the garageAnd thought we was Jay and DameThats the lane that we tried to driveTruthfully, I just started rappin' to get awayI never thought that your favorite rapper would want a verseMy nigga got hit 25 times with a KMake the decision, ride the beat or ride in a hearseNow Punch is my mentor, Top Dawg is the coachJay Rock is my older brother, I was there when he wroteHis name on his record deal, we had figured the coastWould live on a pedestal, once the shit hit the storeFound ourselves scrambling, tryna figure it outSoul told me that the record shop 'bout to go in a droughtQ ain't got a place to stay, and 'bout to sleep on the couchWe eatin' off each other tray, the dollar menu amountMeanwhile the coast going hard at each otherThe younger rappers had wanted some of the OGs' comfortBut I ain't need itI never screamed out the 'New West', I didn't believe itThey brought each other down, I was planning out my achievementsI need to separate myself to stand outI need a better way to take your fans nowI need to kill you motherfuckers deadThree hollow tips aimed at your headI'll be damned if the chopper jam nowAnd we never asked for no hand outIn the midst of it all I recall a call when you said howWe could never resolve in The Hall of FameAnd I went to the trial with a Bible and a rifleI play the game as I plan blowHollaback at me, niggaAnd if they said that I'm the one, why you asking me, nigga?Cause when the whole world see you as Pac reincarnatedEnough pressure to make you just open the Book of DavidAnd pray to God that ya make it or live your life in the matrixCause falling off is a sickness, I heard that it's quite contagiousI need to separate myself to stand outI need a better way to take your fans nowI need to kill you motherfuckers deadThree hollow tips aimed at your head[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]I'll be damned if the chopper jam nowAnd we never asked for no hand outI'll take you backto that pack of Black & Milds in my hand nowIn the midst of it all was cooking with pots and pans outLooking forward as four of usare forced to form a new clan nowFast forward as I wait in line for this passportThe homies was still poor, with work in a Jansport[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]Whoever thought that Rosenberg would mention me to Dre?Even Vanessa from XXL had told him press playAnd there goes my fate, now I'm on stage with SnoopGave me the torch and I ran with it in high pursuitRapped with my forefathers, even record with Gaga tooLyricist of the year, fuck am I supposed to do? Rock[Verse 4: Jay Rock]Laughing at you niggas out there who thought we was flukesExaggerated shit that we rapped had came trueThought I was aggravated, when Warner had let me looseI was honest, see they was hauntedwhen Mike Jones didn't recoup[Verse 5: Kendrick Lamar]Cool, cause niggas won't outdo us in the boothEven when my album leak, fans still buy it for proofI came, I saw, I conqueredNo shame, I blame all of this on ComptonThinkin' 'bout when Sherane tried to set me upCold game, full circle, they set up herI put my life in these twelve songsmy fight in these twelve songsThe fight to ignite any wrong or right that I prolongThe story was short film, the glory of him and themThe worry of mothers that don't recover when baby's killedThe trial and the tribulations, the newer MiseducationThe view of a body wastingyou knew somebody who ain't make itThe angry, the adolescent, the reason I ask this questionWill you let hip-hop die on October 22nd?Will you let hip-hop die on October 22nd?
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