good kid

作词 : Lamar, Kendrick

作曲 : Lamar, Kendrick

Mass hallucination, baby

Ill education, baby

Want to reconnect

with your elations?

This is your station, baby

Look inside these walls and

you see them havin' withdrawals

Of a prisoner on his way

Trapped inside your desire

To fire bullets that stray

Track a tire just tell

you I'm tired and ran away

I should ask a choir:

"what do you require

To sing a song that

acquire me to have faith?"

As the record spin I should pray

For the record I

recognize that I'm easily prey

I got ate alive yesterday

I got animosity buildin'

It's prob'ly big as a buildin'

Me jumpin' off of the roof

Is just me playin' it safe

But what am I 'posed to do

When the topic is red or blue

And you understand that I ain't

But know I'm accustomed to

Just a couple that look for trouble

And live in the street with rank

No better picture to paint than

me walkin' from Bible study

And called his homies because

he had said he noticed my face

From a function that tooken place

They was wonderin' if I bang

Step on my neck and get

blood on your Nike checks

I don't mind because one day you respect

The good kid, m.A.A.d city

Mass hallucination baby

Ill education baby

Want to reconnect

with your elations?

This is your station, baby

All I see is strobe lights

Blindin' me in my hindsight

Findin' me by myself

Promise me you can help

In all honesty

I got time to be copacetic until

You had finally made decision

to hold me against my will

It was like a head-on collision

that folded me standing still

I can never pick out the difference

or grade a cop on the bill

Every time you clock in the morning

I feel you just want to kill

All my innocence while

ignorin' my purpose

To persevere as a better person

I know you heard this

and probably in fear

But what am I 'posed to do

With the blinkin' of red and blue

Flash from the top of your roof

And your dog has to say goof

And you ask:" lift up your shirt"

Cause you wonder if a tattoo

Of affiliation can make

it a pleasure to put me through

Gang files but that don't matter

because the matter is racial profile

I heard them chatter:" He's prob'ly

young, but I know that he's down

Step on his neck as hard

as your bullet-proof vest

He don't mind he know

we'll never respect

The good kid m.A.A.d city."

Mass hallucination, baby

Ill education, baby

Want to reconnect

with your elations?

This is your station, baby

All I see in this room:

20's, Xannies and these 'shrooms

Grown-up candy for pain

Can we live in the same society?

It's entirely stressful upon my brain

You hired me as a victim

I quietly hope for change

When violence is the rhythm

Inspired me to obtain

The silence in this room

With 20's, Xannies and 'shrooms

Some grown-up candy, I lost it

I feel it's nothing to lose

The streets sure to release

the worst side of my best

Don't mind cause now you ever in debt

To good kid, m.A.A.d city

Mass hallucination, baby

Ill education, baby

Want to reconnect

with your elations?

This is your station, baby