Highway To Hell (Feat. Kendrick Lamar, School Boy Q & Jay Rock)
[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] Reporting live from where reporters die Newscasters coming too early witnessing homocides Pearly gates forming in the sky as we wait for your suit and tie I tailor-made it for you then told Khalifa he loves you I'm really stuck on this bumpy ride Highway to hell 'less I flip through a demon's TV-guide An angel said he've seen me fry Ducking bullets I promise I couldn't stop the work my niggas have put in Your brains is banana pudding I'm looking for trouble, looking for hustle I'm a grinder, choppas in the path finder I ain't no killa, I ain't no drug dealer I'm a real nigga with real emotions that stand behind a Brick wall, you knock it down then I'm forced to align ya With the stars of Venus and Jupiter You ain't ain't gangsta, you fooling us The government don't know what to do with us Internal affairs investigate while LAPD speculate Crooked cops on my bumper dumping 'til I'm first 48 I can smell a snake a mile away because they reak hate But any anaconda can die on a weekday Wikipedia speeding up my career like I've been here And I don't fuck with these fuck rappers cause they been weird Been on my dick, get addicted to dying quick Grab a dictionary, my styles vary, my words flip Grab a cemetery and jump in it you jive turkey Watching me through goggles, I throw hollows at James Worthy Spin your head like an owl, I'm wild, I drive Fergies That's that white thing, let my nuts & Mic hang No one ever knows the drama that I might bring Chilling with the drama king, but this ain't Broadway, mane Armed forces, more fortune, alarm Porsches Bitch gorgeous, bomb head like Civil War and Y'all snorin', we tourin' and bottle pourin' Model scorin', cheat the game with fair warnings