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Lyrics: Kendrick Lamar – The Heart Part 5

Lyrics: Kendrick Lamar – The Heart Part 5

As I get a little older, I realize life is perspectiveAnd my perspective may differ from yoursI wanna say thank you to everyone that’s been down with meAll my fans, all my beautiful fansAnyone who’s ever gave me a listen, all my people

I come from a generation of pain, where murder is minorRebellious and Margielas’ll chip you for designerBelt buckles and clout, overzealous if prone to violenceMake the wrong turn, be it will or the wheel alignmentResidue burned, mist of the inner-cityMiscommunication to keep homi’ detective busyNo protection is riskyDesensitized, I vandalized painCovered up and camouflagedGet used to hearin’ arsenal rainAnalyze, risk your life, take the chargeHomies done fucked your baby mama once you hit the yard, that’s cultureTwenty-three hour lockdown, then somebody calledSaid your lil’ nephew was shot down, the culture’s involvedI done seen niggas do seventeen, hit the halfway houseGet out and get his brains blown out, lookin’ to buy some weedCar wash is played out, new GoFundMe accounts’ll proceedA brand-new victim’ll shatter those dreams, the culture

But I want you to want me too (I want, I want, I want, I want)I want the hood to want me back (I want, I want, I want, I want)I want the hoodLook what I done for you (look what I done for you)Look what I done for you

I said I’d do this for my cultureTo let y’all know what a nigga look like in a bulletproof RoverIn my mama’s sofa was a doo-doo popperHair trigger, walk up closer, ain’t no Photoshoppin’Friends bipolar, grab you by your pocketsNo option if you froze up, always play the offenseNiggas goin’ to work and sellin’ work, late for workWorkin’ late, prayin’ for work, but he on paperworkThat’s the culture, point the finger, promote yaRemote location, witness protection, they gon’ hold yaThe streets got me fucked up, y’all can miss meI wanna represent for usNew revolution was up and movin’I’m in Argentina wiping my tears full of confusionWater in between us, another peer’s been executedHistory repeats againMake amends, then find a nigga with the same skin to do itBut that’s the culture, crack a bottleHard to deal with the pain when you’re soberBy tomorrow, we forget the remains, we start overThat’s the problemOur foundation was trained to accept whatever followsDehumanized, insensitiveScrutinize the way we live for you and IEnemies shook my hand, I can promise I’ll meet youIn the land where no equal is your equalNever say I ain’t told ya, nahIn the land where hurt people hurt more peopleFuck callin’ it culture

But I want you to want me too (I want, I want, I want, I want)I want the hood to want me back (I want, I want, I want, I want)I want the hoodLook what I done for you (look what I done for you)Look what I done for you

Take the drums outPhew, phewPhew, phewPhew

Celebrate new life when it come back aroundThe purpose is in the lessons we learnin’ nowSacrifice personal gain over everythingJust to see the next generation better than oursI wasn’t perfect, the skin I was in had truly sufferedTemptation and patience, everything that the body nurturesI felt the good, I felt the bad, and I felt the worryBut all-in-all, my productivity had stayed urgentFace your fears, always knew that I would make it hereWhere the energy is magnified and perseveredConsciousness is synchronized and crystal-clearEuphoria is glorified and made HisReflectin’ on my life and what I donePaid dues, made rules, change outta loveThem same views made schools change curriculumsBut didn’t change me starin’ down the barrel of that gunShould I feel resentful I didn’t see my full potential?Should I feel regret about the good that I was into?Everything is everything, this ain’t coincidentalI woke up that mornin’ with more heart to give youAs I bleed through the speakers, feel my presenceTo my brother, to my kids, I’m in HeavenTo my mother, to my sis, I’m in HeavenTo my father, to my wife, I am serious, this is HeavenTo my friends, make sure you countin’ them blessingsTo my fans, make sure you make them investmentsAnd to the killer that sped up my demiseI forgive you, just know your soul’s in questionI seen the pain in your pupil when that trigger had squeezedAnd though you did me gruesome, I was surely relievedI completed my mission, wasn’t ready to leaveBut fulfilled my days, my Creator was pleasedI can’t stress how I love y’allI don’t need to be in flesh just to hug y’allThe memories recollect just because y’allCelebrate me with respectThe unity we protect is above allAnd Sam, I’ll be watchin’ over youMake sure my kids watch all my interviewsMake sure you live all the dreams we produceKeep that genius in your brain on the moveAnd to my neighborhood, let the good prevailMake sure them babies and them leaders outta jailLook for salvation when troubles get real‘Cause you can’t help the world until you help yourselfAnd I can’t blame the hood the day that I was killedY’all had to see it, that’s the only way to feelAnd though my physical won’t reap the benefitsThe energy that carry on emits stillI want you

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