We Cry Together - Kendrick Lamar
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Hold on to each other
Hold on to each other
This is what the world sounds like
Nah, f_ck you, n_gga (F_ck you, b_tch)
Oh, wow, okay
You got me f_cked up
F_ck you, f_ck you
I swear, I'm tired of these emotional-ass, ungrateful-ass b_tches (Shut the f_ck up)
Unstable-ass, confrontational-ass dumb b_tches
You wanna bring a n_gga down, even when I'm tryna do right
We could go our separate ways right now, you could move on with your life (I swear to God)
F_ck you n_gga, you love a pity party, I won't show up
Always act like your sh_t don't stink, motherf_cker, grow up (Man, f_ck you)
Forever late for sh_t, won't buy sh_t, sit around and deny sh_t (Man)
F_ck around on a side b_tch, then come f_ckin' up my sh_t
What? F_ckin' up yo' sh_t? You must be bleedin' and some more sh_t
B_tch, I don't know sh_t, f_ck yo' feelings, you on some ho sh_t
See, I don't know why you like playin' mind games with me (Mind games, man)
B_tch, I ain't slow nor ditsy, I know when you bein' distant (Come on, dawg)
I know when you fake busy get out yo' feelings and miss me with that reverse psychology
Man, b_tch, you trippin', who got you that Rollie chain?
And who put that car in my name?
What you think? I'ma kiss yo' ass?
Nah, n_gga, you f_ckin' lame
You know what? F_ck you, b_tch (F_ck you, n_gga)
Nah, f_ck you, b_tch (Nah, f_ck you, n_gga)
F_ck you, b_tch (Nah, f_ck you, n_gga)
Nah, f_ck you, b_tch (F_ck you, n_gga)
F_ck you, b_tch (F_ck you, n_gga)
F_ck you (F_ck you), f_ck you (F_ck you)
F_ck you (F_ck you)
F_ck you, n_gga
F_ck you, b_tch (Nah, f_ck you)
Wastin' my time and energy tryna be good to you
Lost friends, family, gained more enemies 'cause of you
B_tches starin' at me in Zara, hoes scratchin' my cars up
Shoulda followed my mind in '09 and just moved to Georgia
Oh, what, that's my fault now? B_tch, you power trippin' or guilt trippin'? (Okay)
I held your ass down
You just kept me down, that's a big difference
Stressin' myself tryna figure why I'm not good enough
Goin' to church, prayin' for you, searchin' for good in us
Lil' d_ck-ass n_gga that's tryna go big
But you was s_ckin' this d_ck though
Well, sh_t, I shoulda s_cked his
What you say?
I shoulda found a bigger d_ck, b_tch, get the f_ck out my face
Oh, what, you mad?
Shut up, b_tch, you got me f_cked up today, on God
Ah-ha, you mad, lil' feelings is shot
Go text that raggedy b_tch and tell her you all that she got
Man, what b_tch?
Let her know you packin' yo' sh_t and gotta move by the first
Man, give me these f_ckin' keys
Give me my keys, I'ma be late for work
F_ck yo' job, today gon' be the day you walk to that b_tch
Give me my f_ckin' keys
Nah, I like you parked in that b_tch
Give me my keys, bro
On God, you ain't gettin' these keys
Give me my f_cking keys
Ah, now you mad at me, I got you hollerin' for nothin'
I do the same when we f_ckin'
Act like that p_ssy ain't loose
I'd rather act like I'm cummin'
I'd rather f_ck off the juice
I'd rather f_ck on your cousin
B_tch, you said you gon' f_ck who?
You heard me, n_gga, it's nothing (Alright)
You know what? F_ck you, b_tch (F_ck you, n_gga)
F_ck you, b_tch (Nah, f_ck you n_gga)
No, f_ck you, b_tch (Nah, f_ck you, n_gga)
F_ck you, b_tch (F_ck you, I'm sick of this n_gga)
F_ck you (F_ck you), f_ck you (F_ck you), f_ck you
F_ck you, bi- (F_ck you)
F_ck you, b_tch, stupid-ass b_tch
I don't even know why I f_ck with you
I'll be damned if I stuck with you
Changed my number, I'm duckin' you, b_tch
B_tch, whatever is comfortable
Sh_t, this the type of sh_t couples do?
Shoulda thought about cuffin' you, b_tch
N_gga, you dirty and you broke
Ho, you goofy and gullible, f_ck you talkin' 'bout?
Mm, the insecurities you got, won't mind-f_ck me
Womanizer, got no affection from yo' mama, I see
Don't speak on my mama, the f_ck is yo' problem?
That b_tch don't like me anyways
B_tch, she gave you the Honda, f_ck
And used that sh_t to throw it in my face (Man, hol' on, bro)
Find it funny you just can't apologize (This b_tch, dawg)
Egotistic, narcissistic, love your own lies (Bro)
See, you the reason why strong women f_cked up
Why they say it's a man's world, see, you the reason for Trump
(You crying, bro?)
You the reason, we overlooked, underpaid, under-booked, under shame
If you look, I don't speak, then I'm called on my name (Hah...)
I am flawed, I am pained, never yours, I remained (Come on, bro)
You the reason b_tches start f_ckin' with b_tches when they change
You the reason b_tches start callin' y'all b_tches 'cause y'all useless
You the reason Harvey Weinstein had to see his conclusion
You the reason R. Kelly can't recognize that he's abusive
Man, shut the f_ck up, we all know you still playin' his music
Said I'm tired of these emotional-ass, ungrateful-ass b_tches
Fake innocent, fake feminist, stop pretendin'
Y'all sentiments ain't realer than what you defendin'
(Here he go, shut the f_ck up)
It's a split decision, broads like you and real victims (Look at you, look at you)
Let's talk the truth (Okay), women in general just can't get along (Explain, n_gga)
Hmm, when Tash got a man, you didn't pick up the phone (Explain, n_gga)
Uh-uh, when Nate got a job, you said you stayin' home (Explain)
Oh, why R&B b_tches don't feature on each other songs then?
What the f_ck is you talkin' 'bout?
Never mind, b_tch, I'm walkin' out
Whatever, n_gga, I'm off you now
Yo' evil ass kept me well in doubt
P_ssy n_gga, best watch your mouth
P_ssy and mouth is all you got
Lay this p_ssy back on the couch
Doggie style, then you get on top
F_ck me, n_gga (I'ma f_ck you, b_tch)
Nah, f_ck me, n_gga, f_ck me (I'ma f_ck you, b_tch)
Nah, f_ck you, f_ck me (You playin' man)
F_ck me
Nah, you playin'
Stop tap-dancing around the conversation
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