XXX. (Explicit)
Kendrick Lamar, U2"XXX. (Explicit)" is a song by Kendrick Lamar, U2, released in 2017 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:07 long and contains 83 lines and 623 words.
Lyrics
0:05America god bless you if it's good to you
0:14America please take my hand
0:21Can you help me underst
0:24New kung fu kenny
0:25Kendrick Lamar：
0:26Throw a steak off the ark
0:27To a pool full of sharks he'll take it
0:31Leave him in the wilderness
0:32With a sworn nemesis he'll make it
0:35He'll make it
0:37Take the gratitude from him
0:38I bet he'll show you somethin' whoa
0:40Whoa
0:42I'll chip a little bit of nothin'
0:45I'll chip a little bit of nothin'
0:48I'll chip a little bit of nothin'
0:51I'll chip a then throw the blower in his lap
0:54Walk myself to the court like I did that
0:56X rated
1:00Johnny don't wanna go to school no mo' no mo'
1:05Johnny said books ain't cool no mo' no mo'
1:11Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin
1:14Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin'
1:16God bless America you know we all love him
1:19Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101
1:22Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds
1:25He was sobbin' he was mobbin' way belligerent and drunk
1:27Talkin' out his head philosophin' on what the lord had done
1:30He said K Dot can you pray for me
1:32It been a up day for me
1:33I know that you anointed show me how to overcome
1:36He was lookin' for some closure
1:37Hopin' I could bring him closer
1:39To the spiritual my spirit do know better but I told him
1:41I can't sugarcoat the answer for you this is how I feel
1:44If somebody kill my son that mean somebody gettin' killed
1:47Tell me what you do for love loyalty and passion of
1:50All the memories collected moments you could never touch
1:53I'll wait in front a spot and watch him hit his block
1:56I'll catch a leavin' service if that's all I got
1:58I'll chip a then throw the blower in his lap
2:01Walk myself to the court like I did that
2:04Ain't no black power when your baby killed by a coward
2:07I can't even keep the peace don't you with one of ours
2:10It be murder in the street it be bodies in the hour
2:13Ghetto bird be on the street paramedics on the dial
2:15Let somebody touch my mama
2:17Touch my sister touch my woman
2:18Touch my daddy touch my niece
2:20Touch my nephew touch my brother
2:21You should chip a then throw the blower in his lap
2:24Matter fact I'm 'bout to speak at this convention
2:26Call you back
2:28Alright kids we're gonna talk about gun control
2:29Pray for me damn
2:41Bono：
2:42It's not a place
2:46This country is to me a sound of drum and bass
2:53You close your eyes to look around
2:56Kendrick Lamar：
2:57Hail mary Jesus and joseph
3:00The great American flag is wrapped and dragged with explosives
3:04Compulsive disorder sons and daughters
3:07Barricaded blocks and borders
3:09Look what you taught us
3:11It's murder on my street your street back streets
3:14Wall street corporate offices
3:16Banks employees and bosses with
3:19Homicidal thoughts donald trump's in office
3:22We lost barack and promised to never doubt him again
3:26But is America honest or do we bask in sin
3:29Pass the gin I mix it with American blood
3:33Then bash him in you crippin' or you married to blood
3:37I'll ask again oops accident
3:40It's nasty when you set us up
3:43Then roll the dice then bet us up
3:45You overnight the big rifles then tell fox to be scared of us
3:48Gang members or terrorists et cetera et cetera
3:52America's reflections of me that's what a mirror does
3:56Bono：
3:56It's not a place
4:00This country is to me a sound of drum and bass
4:07You close your eyes to look ar
America god bless you if it's good to you America please take my hand Can you help me underst 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 He'll make it Take the gratitude from him I bet he'll show you somethin' whoa Whoa I'll chip a little bit of nothin' I'll chip a little bit of nothin' I'll chip a little bit of nothin' I'll chip a then throw the blower in his lap Walk myself to the court like 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 philosophin' on what the lord had done He said K Dot can you pray for me It been a 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 spot and watch him hit his block I'll catch a leavin' service if that's all I got I'll chip a then throw the blower in his lap Walk myself to the court like 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 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 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 me 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 me a sound of drum and bass You close your eyes to look ar
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