Kendrick Lamar - F-ck Your Ethnicity

Wednesday, 6 July 2011
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Kendrick Lamar F-ck Your Ethnicity Lyrics

Kendrick Lamar F-ck Your Ethnicity Lyrics

gather ’round

i’m glad everybody came out tonight

as we stand on our neighborhood corner

know that this fire that’s burning represents the passion you have


keisha, tammy, come up front

i recognize all of you

every creed and color

with that being said

f#ck your ethnicity

you understand that?

we gon’ talk about a lot of shit that concerns you

all of you

(now everybody throw your hands up high

if you don’t give a fuck

throw your hands up high (x2))

now i don’t give up a f*ck if you

black, white, asian, hispanic, goddammit

yellow p, sugar p, f-ck your ethnicity, nigga

fire burning inside my eyes

this the music that saved my life

y’all be calling it hip-hop

i be calling it hypnotize

yeah, hypnotize

trapped my body but freed my mind

what the f-ck is you fighting for?

ain’t nobody gonna win that war

my details be retail

man, i got so much in store

racism is still alive

yellow tape and colored lines

f-ck that, nigga look at that line

it’s sold out first day

getting off work

and they wanna see kendrick

everybody can’t drive benz’s, and i been there

so it make it my business

stay giving my full attention, 10-hut!

man, i gotta get my wind up

man, gotta get down with god

cause i got my sins up

matter of fact, don’t mistake me

for no f-cking rapper

they sit backstage and hide

behind the f-cking cameras

i mosh pit

had a microphone and i tossed it

had a brain, then i lost it

i’m out of my mind, so don’t

you mind how much the cost is

penny for my thoughts

everybody, please hold up your wallets

yeah man, i’m the mailman

can’t you tell, man?

going postal, never freeze up

when i approach you

that’s star struck and roast you, oh my…


i’m tired of y’all

cause everybody lied to y’all

do you believe it?

recognize them false achievements

it’s treason and i’m tylenol

i knock out when you knock it off

knock on the doors of opportunity

i’m too involved, i’m no activist

i’m no einstein before calculus

i was kicking in math

dropping that science

like an alchemist, and i be

kicking that ass

lyrically, i’m ufc, if a ufo

had came for me

i’mma come back with the head of an alien

don’t alienate, my dreams

get it right, get a life

i got 2

that’s a metaphor for the

big shit i do, boy

tmi, tsa, man i’m fly

put wings on my back

that a plane or angel? both

like a pilot with a halo – whoa..


i don’t mean, nothing

so many things come through

them, him, her, you

hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm

i’m just a messenger

yeah i know life’s a bitch

get the best of her

put them 3′s up

they notice that we up

hiiipower and the power and the people

and if they don’t believe us

they’ll die


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