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[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]

Smoke good, eat good, live good [4X]

[Kendrick Lamar]

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 institutionalised

my intuition has said I was suited for family ties

My mama 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

That same nigga that kill with ya 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, twenty-three 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 MetroPC' 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

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]

Smoke good, eat good, live good [5X]

[GLC]

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 ya, holler if you hear me

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