Lirik Lagu Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar, Future, James Blake - King's Dead
Artis : Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar, Future, James BlakeJudul Lagu : King's Dead
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Album : Black Panther
Lagu King's Dead
Lagu King's Dead meruapakan salah satu soundtrack film Black Panther, lagu ini dibawakan oleh Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar, Future, James Blake. Lagu King's Dead sendiri sudah rilis pada tanggal 11 Januari 2018, sedangkan music video lagu tersebutt baru dipublikasi pada tanggal 15 Februari 2018 di channel Youtube JayRock VEVO. Lagu King's Dead menjadi salah satu film terbaru dari Marvel yaitu Black Panther, film ini dirilis pada akhir Januari 2018 lalu dan berhasil mencuri perhatian pecinta film Marvel.
Soundtrack Film Black Panther lainnya yaitu All The Stars dari Kendrick Lamar feat SZA, The Ways, Bloody Waters, Big Shot, Pray For Me, Opps dan masih banyak lagi. Berikut Lirik Lagu King's Dead Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar, Future, James Blake selengkapnya.
Lihat juga lagu terkait lainnya : Kendrick Lamar feat The Weeknd - Pray For MeBerikut ini adalah selengkapnya Lirik Lagu King's Dead
Kings Dead
Lirik King's Dead
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit)
You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist)
I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist)
I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it)
I made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it)
I bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend)
This ain't what you want,
this ain't what you want (what you want)
This ain't what you want,
this ain't what you want (what you want)
[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
And it's like that, lil' bitch
MVP, I don't get no sleep, no,
I don't like that, lil' bitch
Bust that open, I want that ocean,
yeah that bite back, lil' bitch
Do it bite back, lil' bitch?
Need two life jackets, lil' bitch
I ain't gon' hold you,
I ain't gon' press you, never control you
I ain't gon' front you, keep it 100, I don't know you
Boss like Top Dawg, bossed my life up, crossin' over
Stutter steppin', got a Hall of Fame in all my posters
I've been ready, my whip been ready
My bitch been ready, my clique been ready
My shit's been ready, my check's been ready
My shot's on full, that's Armageddon
I got pull, I hope y'all ready
My tank on full, you know, unleaded
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it
My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up
My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up
My shots gon' fire, my team gon' roll up
Ménage-à-trois, my queen gon' roll up
I hope y'all ready, you know I'm ready
I reign all day, you know, confetti
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, skrrt
[Chorus: Future & Kendrick Lamar]
Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit)
You're not a gang member, you's a tourist (a tourist)
I be blackin' out, I be blackin' out
Bought an '83 Cutlass for the weekend (for the weekend)
I got a hundred thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it)
I made 500 thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it)
I put a Rolls Royce on my wrist, oh yeah
Fuck his baby mama tryna sneak diss
I took her to my penthouse,
then I freaked it (then I freaked it)
I haven't made my mind up,
should I keep it? (Should I keep it?)
I got big dog status, it ain't no secret
[Bridge: Future & Jay Rock]
La di da di da, slob on me knob
Pass me some syrup, fuck me in the car
La di da di da, mothafuck the law
Chitty chitty bang, murder everything
Bitch, I'm on a roll and I put that on the gang
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Yeah, miss me with that bullshit (bullshit)
You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist)
I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist)
I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it)
I made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it)
I bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend)
This ain't what you want,
this ain't what you want (what you want)
This ain't what you want,
this ain't what you want (what you want)
[Interlude: James Blake]
Changes
Is you gon' do something?
What you want?
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Red light, green light, red light, green light
Red light, green light, they like
We like fast cars, fast money, fast life, fast broads
Egotistic, goin' ballistic, why God?
Born warrior, lookin' for euphoria
But I don't see it, I don't feel it, I'm paraplegic
Tapped in when I'm maxed in Comp-Town with the MAC 10s
And the pumps in the background I was absent
Never OG, standout, I was lackin'
Everything else but doubt in the Magnum
Holding Magnums with a Magnum
Nigga, ad-lib and I sing out loud
Never had friends, never had ends, never had hope
They was like, "Nope," I was like, "Boo yaow, boo yaow"
(Yeah, God)
Tee off the day, know we off the,
be off the, eat off your plate
Throw me off, I be, "Off ya head"
Well ate, on C4, I'm way off the edge
Fuck integrity, fuck your pedigree,
fuck your feelings, fuck your culture
Fuck your moral, fuck your family, fuck your tribe
Fuck your land, fuck your children, fuck your wives
Who am I? Not your father, not your brother
Not your reason, not your future
Not your comfort, not your reverence, not your glory
Not your heaven, not your angel, not your spirit
Not your message, not your freedom
Not your people, not your neighbor
Not your baby, not your equal
Not the title y'all want me under
All hail King Killmonger
Red light, green light, red light, green light
Red light, green light, they like, we like
Fast cars