Dj Efn - Thanksgiving Lyrics
[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]Welcome to the story of my life, Miseducation of KendrickStressin', Hennessy shots, throw 'em back like it's vintageWondering "can I live?" Where is the generositySomething just gotta give, tryna stay positiveMy mode is to be a mogulSearching for a dollar without compromising my vocalsReally I'm just a nobleKid from the west side of ComptonMy cousins was selling crack, while I played SonicYou say that you grinding, you niggas is full of shit... And might need a HeimlichManeuver to throw up what you consumeMy shine is bright enough to make a dead flower bloomIn a room full of curtainsI'm for certain that I'm certainly popping a pistol verballyAnd never will I get shot, ya aim is all *****ed upAs if a Sidekick droppedI'm nice wit it, bro-broMy peeps depending on me, we be where the stove goLet's eat[Verse 2: Wrekonize of iMayday! ]British (?) lay 'em down, thanks for the *****in' bankWilliam Wallace Malatov blonde shank to sprankYou cold in the D well I'm like Frank and DankBut when the whiskey's all free ima break the tankI speak an amazing mazeTo make a mason maybe need a matronHey, my sonics bless ya drums like a patron saintIn Section 80 they all talking like you reppin crazyBlood Type O positively, yeah my record's rabies[Verse 3: Bernz of! MAYDAY! ]"Been there, done that," ain't got the scars to matchBeware, these boys shoot flares and pull masksGot gas, spread the mustard on the custardVanilla mutha*****ers up and droppin' by the numbersShe jackin' up my lumber, I ain't even say I love herPiss blood on these *****es tryna keep me ground underHunger games with lames, now I drive in my own laneEver since supporters started tatting the frames, MAYDAY[Verse 4: Chief of Blood Type]YEAH... yoSo many try to Dr. Jekyll and hideAnd try to cover the sideThat I could show you in prideThey try smoking the line, then try sniffin' the jointIf rap is about the money these niggas missin' the pointI can't, stand bias from people who never stand by usI got a feeling for killing innocent stand-byersI give a ***** if we could float ya boatIt's Blood Type, nigga cut ya throatI'm done, BAH... Chiefer[Verse 5]I said be grateful and give some thanksAnd he said "man, for what?"I been outta my luck cuz I been stuckAnd plus I'm broke as *****So shut up and pack it up or take it elsewhereGet a nigga off this welfare, with some healthcareCan you help there?He thought he deserved and had the nerve to kick the blame to meBut strange to see how it came to beThis game just ain't the same to meAnd I ain't gon' sympathize or look in his eyesAnd tell no liesSo I said "***** WHAT YOU HEARDTHE TRUTH BURNS, BETTER RECOGNIZE"[Bridge]We have yet to see...Where these roads will leadSo we take what we wantAnd give thanks when we receiveWe have yet to seeTomorrow may not beSo we take what we wantAnd give thanks when we receive
