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      Poetic Justice (Feat. Drake)

      Poetic Justice (Feat. Drake)

      Kendrick Lamar

      Album: Good Kid M.A.A.D City Deluxe Edition

      Kendrick Lamar - Poetic Justice (Feat. Drake) Música y Letra, MP3 GRATIS

      [Intro]
      Every second, every minute, man I swear that she can get it
      Say if you a bad bitch put your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
      Tell 'em dim the lights down right now, put me in the mood
      I'm talking 'bout dark room, perfume
      Go, go!
      
      [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
      I recognize your fragrance (hol' up!)
      You ain't never gotta say shit (woo!)
      And I know your taste is
      A little bit (mmm) high maintenance (ooh)
      Everybody else basic
      You live life on an everyday basis
      With poetic justice, poetic justice
      If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
      I mean I write poems in these songs dedicated to you when
      You're in the mood for empathy, there's blood in my pen
      Better yet, where your friends and them?
      I really wanna know you all
      I really wanna show you off
      Fuck that, pour up plenty of champagne
      Cold nights when you curse this name
      You called up your girlfriends and
      Y'all curled in that little bitty Range I heard that
      She wanna go and party, she wanna go and party
      Nigga don't approach her with that Atari
      Nigga that ain't good game, homie, sorry
      They say conversation rule a nation, I can tell
      But I could never right my wrongs
      'less I write it down for real, P.S
      
      [Hook x2: Kendrick Lamar]
      You can get it, you can get it
      You can get it, you can get it
      And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
      Poetic justice, put it in a song
      
      [Verse 2: Drake]
      I really hope you play this
      Cause ol' girl you test my patience
      With all these seductive photographs and all these one off vacations
      You've been taking
      Clearly a lot for me to take in
      It don't make sense
      Young East African Girl, you too busy fucking with your other man
      I was trying to put you on game, put you on a plane
      Take you and your mama to the motherland
      I could do it, maybe one day
      When you figure out you're gonna need someone
      When you figure out it's all right here in the city
      And you don't run from where we come from
      That sound like poetic justice, poetic justice
      You were so new to this life but God damn you got adjusted
      I mean I write poems in these songs, dedicated to the fun sex
      Your natural hair and your soft skin, and your big ass in that sundress (ooh!)
      Good God, what you doing that walk for?
      When I see that thing move, I just wish we would fight less and we would talk more
      And they say communication save relations, I can tell
      But I can never right my wrongs unless I write them down for real
      P.S
      
      [Hook x2: Kendrick Lamar]
      You can get it, you can get it
      You can get it, you can get it
      And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
      Poetic justice, put it in a song
      
      [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
      Every time I write these words they become a taboo
      Making sure my punctuation curve, every letter is true
      Living my life in the margin and that metaphor was proof
      I'm talking poetic justice, poetic justice
      If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
      I mean you need to hear this
      Love is not just a verb, it's you looking in the mirror
      Love is not just a verb, it's you looking for it, maybe
      Call me crazy, We can both be insane
      A fatal attraction is common
      And what we have common is pain
      I mean you need to hear this
      Love is not just a verb and I can see power steering
      Sex drive when you swerve, I want that interference
      It's coherent, I can hear it, mmhmm
      That's your heartbeat
      It either caught me or it called me, mmhmm
      Breathe slow and you'll find gold mines in these lines
      Sincerely, yours truly
      And right before you go blind
      P.S
      
      [Hook]
      You can get it, you can get it
      You can get it, you can get it
      And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
      Poetic justice, put it in a song
      
      [Skit]
      "I'm gon' ask you one more time homie, where is you from? Or it is a problem"
      "Ay you over here for Sherane homie?"
      "Yo I don't care who this nigga over here for, if he don't tell where he come, it's a wrap! I'm sorry"
      "Hol' up hol' up hol' up, we gon' do it like this, OK? I'mma tell you where I'm from, you gon' tell me where you from, OK? Or where your Grandma stay, where your mama stay, or where your daddy stay, OK?"
      "Enough with all this talkin"
      "Matter of fact, get out the van homie. Get out the car before I snatch you out that mother fucker homie"

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