作词 : Craig Balmoris

作曲 : Craig Balmoris

[Intro: Kodak Black]

Kodak Black, Oklama

And this is the big stepper

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]

I'm a killer, he's a killer, she's a killer, bitch

We's them killers, walkin' zombies, tryna scratch that itch

Germaphobic, heteron

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]

I am not for the faint of heart

My genetic build can build multi universes, the men of God

Playin' "Baby Shark" with my daughter

Watchin' for sharks outside at the same time

Life as a protective father, I'd kill for her

My son Enoch, it's the part two

When I inspire my children and make higher values

In my present moment I saw that through

Ask Whitney about my lust addiction

Set precedent for a new sacreligion

Writer's block for two years, nothin' moved me

Asked God to speak through me, that's what you're hearing now

Teleport out my home body for comfort

I don't pass judgment, past life regressions keep me in question

Where did I come from? I don't think like I used to

No, I don't blink like I used to

Awkward stares at everybody, see the flesh of man

But still this man compared to nobody

Yesterday I prayed to the flowers and trees

Gratification to the powers that be

Synchronization with my energy shackles that goes to doctor Zebi

Paid it for, cleaned out my toxins, bacteria heavy

Sciatical nerve pinch, I don't know how to feel

Like the first time I ****ed a white bitch

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]

The first time I ****ed a white bitch, I was sixteen at the Palisades, fumblin' my grades

When Mrs. Becker screamed, "That dough, boy, mixed there with purple rain"

They interchanged the seams

Happy just to be out the hood, with all the wealthy years

Credit cards and family plans, she drove her daddy's Benz

I found out he was a sheriff, that was a win-win

Because he had locked up Uncle Perry

She paid her daddy's sins

Next time I ****ed a white bitch, was out in Copenhagen

Good Kid, City tour, I flourished on them stages

Whitney asked did I have a problem

I said, "I might be racist"

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]

I'm a killer, he's a killer, she's a killer, bitch

Germaphobic, heteron, homophobic

Photoshoppin' lies and motives

Hide your eyes and pose for the pic'

[Interlude]

What the—

Part II

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]

Eight billion people on Earth, silent murderers

Hollywood corporate and screwin', teachin' philosophies

You either be dead or in jail, killer psychology

Silent murderer, what's your body count? Who your sponsorship?

The media's the new religion, you killed the conciousness (What the ****?)

You jealousy is way too pretentious, you killed accomplishments (What the ****?)

If your opinion **** around and leak, might as well send you off (What the—)

The industry has killed the creators

I'd be the first to say to each exec', "I'm saving your children" (What the ****?)

We can't negotiate (What the—)

I caught a couple of bodies myself, slipped my community

My last Christmas toy drive in Compton handed out euologies

Not because the rags in the park had red gradient

So what's the difference between your life? We're hiding motives

The fatalities and reality bring you closure

The noble person that goes to work and pray like they 'posed to?

Slaughter people too, your murder's just a bit slower

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]

I'm a killer, he's a killer, she's a killer, bitch (What the ****?)

We's them killers, walkin' zombies, tryna scratch that itch (What the—)

Germaphobic, heteron, homophobic

Photoshoppin' lies and motives

Hide your eyes and pose for the pic'