Kendrick Lamar - Thanksgiving (¡MAYDAY! Remix) lyrics

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Kendrick Lamar - Thanksgiving (¡MAYDAY! Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] Welcome to the story of my life, Miseducation of Kendrick Stressin', Hennessy shots, throw 'em back like it's vintage Wondering "can I live?" Where is the generosity Something just gotta give, tryna stay positive My mode is to be a mogul Searching for a dollar without compromising my vocals Really I'm just a noble Kid from the west side of Compton My cousins was selling crack, while I played Sonic You say that you grinding, you n***as is full of sh** .....And might need a Heimlich Maneuver to throw up what you consume My shine is bright enough to make a dead flower bloom In a room full of curtains I'm for certain that I'm certainly popping a pistol verbally And never will I get shot, ya aim is all f**ed up As if a Sidekick dropped I'm nice wit it, bro-bro My peeps depending on me, we be where the stove go Let's eat [Verse 2: Wrekonize of iMayday!] British (?) lay 'em down, thanks for the f**in' bank William Wallace Malatov blonde shank to sprank You cold in the D well I'm like Frank and Dank But when the whiskey's all free ima break the tank I speak an amazing maze To make a mason maybe need a matron Hey, my sonics bless ya drums like a patron saint In Section 80 they all talking like you reppin crazy Blood Type O positively, yeah my record's rabies [Verse 3: Bernz of !MAYDAY!] "Been there, done that," ain't got the scars to match Beware, these boys shoot flares and pull masks Got gas, spread the mustard on the custard Vanilla muthaf**ers up and droppin' by the numbers She jackin' up my lumber, I ain't even say I love her Piss blood on these b**hes tryna keep me ground under Hunger games with lames, now I drive in my own lane Ever since supporters started tatting the frames, MAYDAY [Verse 4: Chief of Blood Type] YEAH...yo So many try to Dr. Jekyll and hide And try to cover the side That I could show you in pride They try smoking the line, then try sniffin' the joint If rap is about the money these n***as missin' the point I can't, stand bias from people who never stand by us I got a feeling for k**ing innocent stand-byers I give a f** if we could float ya boat It's Blood Type, n***a cut ya throat I'm done, BAH....Chiefer [Verse 5] I said be grateful and give some thanks And he said "man, for what?" I been outta my luck cuz I been stuck And plus I'm broke as f** So shut up and pack it up or take it elsewhere Get a n***a off this welfare, with some healthcare Can you help there? He thought he deserved and had the nerve to kick the blame to me But strange to see how it came to be This game just ain't the same to me And I ain't gon' sympathize or look in his eyes And tell no lies So I said "fu*k WHAT YOU HEARD THE TRUTH BURNS, BETTER RECOGNIZE" [Bridge] We have yet to see.... Where these roads will lead So we take what we want And give thanks when we receive We have yet to see Tomorrow may not be So we take what we want And give thanks when we receive