Game feat. Kendrick Lamar The City Lyrics

The R.E.D. Album Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Dr. Dre Intro
  • 2 The City
  • 3 Drug Test
  • 4 Martians vs. Goblins
  • 5 Red Nation
  • 6 Dr. Dre, Part 1
  • 7 Good Girls Gone Bad
  • 8 Ricky
  • 9 The Good, the Bad, the Ugly
  • 10 Heavy Artillery
  • 11 Paramedics
  • 12 Speakers on Blast
  • 13 Hello
  • 14 All the Way Gone
  • 15 Pot of Gold
  • 16 Dr. Dre, Part 2
  • 17 All I Know
  • 18 Born in the Trap
  • 19 Mama Knows
  • 20 California Dream
  • 21 Dr. Dre Outro
  • 22 Basic Bitch
  • See any angels in the city

    Tell them mutha****as I'm forever paid, California king
    Wrestle gators in the Everglades, drive up out that mutha****in swamp
    In the Escalade so before you put that Red rag
    In your pocket I wanna see your ****in resume
    Started off on Ground Zero, then I start to levitate
    Rip rappers a new *******: I never hesitate
    Dre Beats on, smoking that chronic just to meditate
    I'mma give em hurricanes until another levee break
    You *****s is featherweights, I'm Aftermath's heavyweight
    Now Dre's weapon of mass destruction is 'bout to detonate
    When a ***** Wack found me, ****, I was selling weight
    Now a *****'s selling millions, now it's time to celebrate
    Performing in front of millions, ***** every race
    64 in the '64, now watch the Chevy scrape
    4th album, no 5 mics? Then let 'em hate
    But I'm not stopping 'til I'm the ****ing king in every state

    Recognize my life
    Ridicule my fight
    Give me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights
    In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write
    Get familiar with Cartwright
    Cause I want that shot, I'm a raging bull when the needle drops
    For the record, I'mma wreck it, even if my record don't pop
    I'mma tie a knot on a downtown building, let it tow behind me tell 'em
    They can find me in the dark with the ghetto children look at my heart
    ***** **** your feelings, this is me

    I'm sick of ************s talking about "the West died"
    Can't you hear my heart beating?
    That's the **********in West side, you test me, you test God
    I'm his son, it say in Psalms, you come at me
    Then I can split you with this Tommy gun, you won't have no time to run
    I'm from the Compton slums and that's how the West ride
    I'm from the city where two of the best died
    Rest in peace to both of 'em, spit like I'm the ghost of 'em
    Damn, I said I spit like I'm the ghost of 'em
    Name your top 10, I'm harder than the most of 'em
    Matter of fact, shorten your list *****, top 5
    Game, Biggie, Hov, prolly Pac, Nas
    No particular order, bet a mil that I slaughter
    Serve *****s, give a **** what you ordered
    How dare you *****s pop fly when I'm the *****
    Sold 5 mil out the gate and numbers do not lie

    Recognize my life
    Ridicule my fight
    Give me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights
    In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write
    Get familiar with Cartwright
    Cause I want that shot, I'm a raging bull when the needle drops
    For the record, I'mma wreck it, even if my record don't pop
    I'mma tie a knot on a downtown building, let it tow behind me tell 'em
    They can find me in the dark with the ghetto children look at my heart
    ***** **** your feelings, this is me

    I gave you the Documentary, **** was a classic
    Gave you Doctor's Advocate, you ripped it out the package
    Came with LAX, since critics said it was average
    I was stressed the **** out, torn between Aftermath and
    Geffen, Interscope, now I got you in the scope
    Spill the red ink on the paper, it's like my pen is broke
    And this is what you all been waiting for
    I'm the lost angel knocking on Satan's door
    What the **** y'all take me for? I love you cause you hate me more
    I'm Kobe on the Lakers floor, except I give you 84
    Shake you like Haiti's floor, walk up on you
    Like "what's going on baby boy?" Shots in that Mercedes door
    Either I'm crazy, or the black Slim Shady, or
    Could that be the reason that Baby said he would pay me more
    But I still owe Jimmy one more album
    The best the West has ever seen, no disrespect to Calvin

    Recognize my life
    Ridicule my fight
    Give me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights
    In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write
    Get familiar with Cartwright
    Cause I want that shot, I'm a raging bull when the needle drops
    For the record, I'mma wreck it, even if my record don't pop
    I'mma tie a knot on a downtown building, let it tow behind me tell 'em
    They can find me in the dark with the ghetto children look at my heart
    ***** **** your feelings, this is me

    Kendrick, and I wear pendant on my shoulder, soldier
    Like a lieutenant, and the coupe tinted got pulled over
    Johnny always lock a ***** down
    Knowing damn well we don't wanna see the box like Manny Pacquiao
    Little ***** Mayweather size, ride like Pac
    In his prime, thug life is now on radar
    Til the federal come through and raid ours
    Reminiscing when the LA Raiders
    Was in my home, snapback fitted on my uncle's dome
    And I don't condone dickriding, I'm addicted to
    Westsiding, living in a city where the skinny *****s die
    And the semi bullets fly, but it turn me to a lion
    Trying, and I mean that ****
    Game came through, put the city on his back
    I was in the city with a *****, had seen that ****
    "Compton!", a ***** gotta scream that ****
    Never went commercial, never T.V. screened that ****
    Can't block or screen that ****, now everybody sing that ****

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