Dear Kendrick

We all guilty of the same crime if you ask me

Hip hop should be restored back to being fantastic

Back when we had Tupac, Nas and Dre spitting classic shit

And Eminem was starting out, the first white boy killing with graphic shit

It's tragic, all of 'em have died or stopped now

And I guess Em's still ripping, but the lesser have their knife out

And you gotta be kidding me if you saying Tyga's measured as a rapper

Someone who screams money and pussy for four minutes ain't that dapper

He's like a blaster of the bullshit, funny no it's the truth and

Some of these guys can talk faster than Usain can run, guess that's cool shit

But if you can't commit to killing with your lyrics, then you should quit

I'm a master, I'm a purist, giving the rest of these boys a protest

But Kendrick I got much respect for you, doing well at bringing it back

Original flows and skills that most of the newbies never had they're wack

And homie, you'll never know me but please keep embarking on the task

Of creating music with lyrics covered in sharkskin and smashed glass

That's attempting at killing the problems at least, no matter if you can't surpass

'Em it doesn't matter, at least you had a damn good go at attacking 'em

Assassin with your ravishing lyrics that teach kids that it's not good to be packaging

Weed when your thirteen

Coke when you're older

End up in jail for the rest of your life, until you smoulder

Under the heat of the gangs, under the heat of the bars

You'd rather be happy, chilling with your girl under the stars

 

So everyone just chill out

So everyone just chill out

So everyone just chill out

Dear Kendrick, it's your moment, don't be afraid to own it

So everyone just chill out

So everyone just chill out

So everyone just chill out

Dear Kendrick, it's your moment, don't be afraid to own it