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Bitch Don't Kill My Vibe (Remix)

Bitch Don't Kill My Vibe (Remix) Lyrics Kendrick Lamar feat. Jay-Z

[Hook]
I am a sinner... who's probably gonna sin again
Lord forgive me... Lord forgive me
Things I don't understand
Sometimes I need to be alone...
Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe
I can feel your energy from two planets away
I got my drink, I got my music
I would share it but today I'm yellin'
Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe
Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Look inside of my soul and you can find gold and maybe get rich
Hold up - Trinidad James in four weeks
But now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than another statistic, my nigga
This is courtesy of Compton
Brooklyn go hard, motherfucker
Love me on the East like I'm Chuck D
Dominicans wish I was born there
I'm lookin' to be the god emcee
You look at my hat and see thorns there
I look at the game and see porn there
I'm fuckin' this industry hard
I'm back at this money, tea bagging your honey
You thought I was fresh out the yard
Don't cry to me dummy, you're lightweight
They tell me you nice and I'm like "wait..."
Go get me a knife, you're lookin' like steak
And when the stakes are high, I stakeout for days
And when the water resides, you'll probably lose shape
We ain't thirsty nigga, never alert me, nigga
I got a P89 in a suitcase
I know you heard me, nigga, this is a burpee
Lyrical exercise - right now, homie, I'm in an extra vibe
Pipe down, on the curb when you heard that I got these words
To the upper echelon, that's extra long

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
Up in the clouds - me and my spouse
Rumors on the ground gettin' too loud, please turn them shits down
Can't hear myself think...
Turbulence, shit, almost spilled my drink
In the White House with with a mink
Runnin' through that bitch like it's my house
All up in the hall like a mall
Told you motherfuckers, all I do is ball
No, I don't 'member you, I don't intend to
Empty my memory bank, it's a million dollars in it, baby, Hilary Swank
Next to Hilary smellin' like dank
Presidental pardon, name one nigga out there harder than him
I'll wait...
I've been in my wave like 20 years straight
I've been on my vibe like 20 years straight
Don't fuck up my high, fuck up my high...
Nights like this, I could fuck up a pie
And still be straight
Fall back, bitch, I got a lot on my plate
Don't waste my breath...
I don't know how many moons a nigga got left
Back to this joint... smokin' this shit like I'm tryna' prove a point
I'm the highest, the highest title, numero uno
Kill my vibe, that's your motherfuckin' funeral

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Between you and me, turn eulogy to urinals
Niggas pissed off
I'll end this lil' diss shit, unleashing my fart
Leader of the new school
On my toes like a ballerina, who knew I'd be Black Swan?
World in my palms
Ironically, I am the Globe Trotter's best cause I didn't drop the ball
Told niggas when I was 16 that I'd write a 16
To put a nigga right on the big screen
In a Paddy Wagon with 16
Should have been in the pen, but now my pen writin' with morphine
I heal niggas, touch down with more fiends
I kill niggas, audio crack, Khakis to meal tickets
Cardio lap - was runnin' for dear life, but now I'm runnin' the map
Picture little old me givin' a fuck from what a fuck nigga's got to say
Nigga, you'll never be Jay, never be Nas, never be Snoop nor Dre
You ain't get killed in Vegas, or in a Suburban
Puff Daddy wasn't your favourite, so many washed up with detergent
But I don't dry tears, I just aim at 'em on purpose like "BLAP!"
Empty fourteen like "BLAP!"
Empty out another magazine like "BLAP!"
Let a young nigga get by
I kill 'em all when they tryna kill my vibe
I am the bad, the good guy, the last the 'hood got
The last that would try to pass a good job
If Shyne's a black Beatle, I need a 10-second drum solo
Bitch, see you at Woodstock...

[Outro]

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