Smoke good, eat good, live good

Smoke good, eat good, live good

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I used to want to see the penitentiary, way after elementary

Thought it was cool to look the judge in the face when he sentenced me

Since my uncles was institutionalized

My intuition had said I was suited for family ties

My momma is stressing my daddy tired

I need me a weapon, these niggas ride

Every minute, hour, and second

Ministers tried to save me

How I′m gon' listen when I don′t even hear God?

Heaven or Hell, base it all on my instincts

My hands dirty, you worried 'bout mud in your sink

You like to mistake a street nigga for real nigga

The same nigga that kill with ya will squeal with ya

I deal with ya like my son, stare at the sun

And you'll be looking in my eyes, homie

Stand for something or fall for anything

And you working with two left feet at the skating rink

But anyway, this for my niggas

Uncles, 23 hours sending me pictures

I want you to know that I′m so determined to blow

That you hear the music I wrote

Hope it get you off Death Row

You came home to a pocket full of stones

A Metro PC phone, then you went back in

So when I touch the pen, the pen is in my view

I′ma get it right, just so you-

Smoke good, eat good, live good

Smoke good, eat good, live good

Smoke good, eat good, live good

Smoke good, eat good, live good

And I do this for the city

Got some Hennessy and my real niggas with me

Fuck the police, they gon' have to come and get me

If it feel good to you, holler if you hear me

You like to mistake a street nigga for real nigga

The same nigga that kill with ya will squeal with ya

I like to start it out from the bottom and build with ya

Be on my last dollar and split the bill with ya

I′m 23 with morals and plans of living cordial

Not rich, but wealthy

There's nothing you can tell me

My killings are not remorseful

The city got my back

And for that I give them my torso

You think about it

And don′t call me lyrical

'Cause really I′m just a nigga that's evil and spiritual

I know some rappers using big words

To make their similes curve

My simplest shit be more pivotal

I penetrate the hearts of good kids and criminals

Worrisome individuals that live life critical

So won't you bear witness while I bare feet

So you can walk in my shoes and get to know me

But anyway, this for my pops

On his lunch break eating in that parking lot

On "Wanna Be Heard" probably thought he worked my nerves

But really he was stressing me getting what I deserved

Somebody said my name on the radio

He ain′t know I was ready for the world that minute

So the next time he roll up and drop grams in it

He′ll probably be out of work, laid back, while he-

Smoke good, eat good, live good

Smoke good, eat good, live good

Smoke good, eat good, live good

Smoke good, eat good, live good

Smoke good, eat good, live good

And I do this for the city

Got some Hennessy and my real niggas with me

Fuck the police, they gon' have to come and get me

If it feel good to you, holler if you hear me

Church is definitely on the move

And now we done took it up to the cathedral

′Cause the "ism" is enormous

You know what I'm talking ′bout?

We out here rotating under the five P's

Proper preparation prevents poor performance

You know what I′m talking 'bout?

Doing my thing

'Cause I′m rotating with my speakers thumping

From the Windy City streets

All the way out here to the streets of Compton

Know what I′m talking 'bout?

Church is definitely on the move

And we gonna continue to hustle and grow

And develop by fire

As I rotate with my true player partner

By the name of Kendrick Lamar

You know what I′m talking 'bout?

This is the ism, this is the vision

You know what I′m talking 'bout?

You gotta get up off your ass and get it, man

That′s the only way your pockets gonna expand

I tell you everyday, you know what I'm talking 'bout?

Apply yourself to supply your wealth

Only limitations you′ll ever have

Are those that you place upon yourself

Church is definitely on the move

You know what I′m talking 'bout?

Exercise your "ism"

And don′t depend on no one else

Cathedral, church, "ism"