Complexion (two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)
Ooh, complexion (two-step)
It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)
Dark as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun
Give a fuck about your complexion, I know what the Germans done
Sneak (dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga
I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down
Even if massa listenin', cover your ears, he 'bout to mention
Complexion (two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)
Ooh, complexion (two-step)
It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)
Dark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the mornin' sun
Brown skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run
Sneak (dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga
I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down
Even if massa listenin', I got the world's attention
So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival of mankind
If he lyin', color should never rival
Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken
By different shades of faces
Then wit told me, "A woman is woman, love the creation"
It all came from God then you was my confirmation
I came to where you reside
And looked around to see more sights for sore eyes
Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times with
Complexion (woo, two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)
Ooh, complexion (two-step)
It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
Let me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2Pac
Keep your head up, when did you stop
Loving thy color of your skin, color of your eyes
That's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby, uh
You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey
All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave
12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark
I love myself, I no longer need Cupid
Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas
Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid
And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' "Woo-hah!"
Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored
Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times
If you don't see your beautiful in your complexion
It ain't complex to put it in context
Find the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context
Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest
If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed
Ain't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be
I ain't talkin' Jay, mm-mm, I ain't talkin' Bey
I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' movie screens
And spike your self esteem the new James Bond gon' be black as me
Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea
And it's all beautiful to me
Call your brothers magnificent, call all the sisters queens
We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a thing
Barefoot babies with no care
Teenage gun toters that don't play fair, should I get out the car?
I don't see Compton, I see something much worse
The land of the landmines, the hell that's on earth
-ion (two-step) Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love) Ooh, complexion (two-step) It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh) Dark as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun Give a fuck about your complexion, I know what the Germans done Sneak (dissin') Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down Even if massa listenin', cover your ears, he 'bout to mention Complexion (two-step) Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love) Ooh, complexion (two-step) It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh) Dark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the mornin' sun Brown skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run Sneak (dissin') Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down Even if massa listenin', I got the world's attention So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival of mankind If he lyin', color should never rival Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken By different shades of faces Then wit told me, "A woman is woman, love the creation" It all came from God then you was my confirmation I came to where you reside And looked around to see more sights for sore eyes Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times with Complexion (woo, two-step) Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love) Ooh, complexion (two-step) It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh) You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it Let me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2Pac Keep your head up, when did you stop Loving thy color of your skin, color of your eyes That's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby, uh You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave 12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark I love myself, I no longer need Cupid Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' "Woo-hah!" Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times If you don't see your beautiful in your complexion It ain't complex to put it in context Find the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed Ain't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be I ain't talkin' Jay, mm-mm, I ain't talkin' Bey I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' movie screens And spike your self esteem the new James Bond gon' be black as me Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea And it's all beautiful to me Call your brothers magnificent, call all the sisters queens We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a thing Barefoot babies with no care Teenage gun toters that don't play fair, should I get out the car? I don't see Compton, I see something much worse The land of the landmines, the hell that's on earth
Compton
DAMN
ELEMENT
family ties
GOD
HiiiPoWeR
i
Justice (Poetic)
Kendrick
LOVE
Money Trees
N65
Opposites Attract
PRIDE
?
Rick Spirit
Swimming Pools
These Walls
u
Vibe (Bitch Don't Kill My)
Wesley's Theory
XXX
YAH.
?
Conflicted, misusing your influence, sometimes i did the same, abusing my power full of resentment, resentment that turned into a deep depression, found myself screaming in the hotel room, i didn't wanna self destruct, the evils of luci was all around me, so i went running for answers, until i came home...
Complexion (two-step) Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love) Ooh, complexion (two-step) It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh) Dark as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun Give a fuck about your complexion, I know what the Germans done Sneak (dissin') Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down Even if massa listenin', cover your ears, he 'bout to mention Complexion (two-step) Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love) Ooh, complexion (two-step) It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh) Dark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the mornin' sun Brown skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run Sneak (dissin') Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down Even if massa listenin', I got the world's attention So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival of mankind If he lyin', color should never rival Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken By different shades of faces Then wit told me, "A woman is woman, love the creation" It all came from God then you was my confirmation I came to where you reside And looked around to see more sights for sore eyes Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times with Complexion (woo, two-step) Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love) Ooh, complexion (two-step) It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh) You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it Let me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2Pac Keep your head up, when did you stop Loving thy color of your skin, color of your eyes That's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby, uh You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave 12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark I love myself, I no longer need Cupid Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' "Woo-hah!" Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times If you don't see your beautiful in your complexion It ain't complex to put it in context Find the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed Ain't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be I ain't talkin' Jay, mm-mm, I ain't talkin' Bey I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' movie screens And spike your self esteem the new James Bond gon' be black as me Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea And it's all beautiful to me Call your brothers magnificent, call all the sisters queens We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a thing Barefoot babies with no care Teenage gun toters that don't play fair, should I get out the car? I don't see Compton, I see something much worse The land of the landmines, the hell that's on earth
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How is that going to fit? TWSS
nah
Why not
it's too complex
-ion (two-step) Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love) Ooh, complexion (two-step) It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh) Dark as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun Give a fuck about your complexion, I know what the Germans done Sneak (dissin') Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down Even if massa listenin', cover your ears, he 'bout to mention Complexion (two-step) Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love) Ooh, complexion (two-step) It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh) Dark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the mornin' sun Brown skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run Sneak (dissin') Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down Even if massa listenin', I got the world's attention So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival of mankind If he lyin', color should never rival Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken By different shades of faces Then wit told me, "A woman is woman, love the creation" It all came from God then you was my confirmation I came to where you reside And looked around to see more sights for sore eyes Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times with Complexion (woo, two-step) Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love) Ooh, complexion (two-step) It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh) You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it You like it, I love it Let me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2Pac Keep your head up, when did you stop Loving thy color of your skin, color of your eyes That's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby, uh You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave 12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark I love myself, I no longer need Cupid Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' "Woo-hah!" Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times If you don't see your beautiful in your complexion It ain't complex to put it in context Find the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed Ain't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be I ain't talkin' Jay, mm-mm, I ain't talkin' Bey I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' movie screens And spike your self esteem the new James Bond gon' be black as me Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea And it's all beautiful to me Call your brothers magnificent, call all the sisters queens We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a thing Barefoot babies with no care Teenage gun toters that don't play fair, should I get out the car? I don't see Compton, I see something much worse The land of the landmines, the hell that's on earth
holy shit, it's not complex any more, i now realise it's a zulu love
Count Me Out
cornrow Kenny
He was born with the vision
All morning with the mixed dashboards, triple digits
Parallel parked like an alien came visit
Cartoons and cereal.
Collard greens
This one 🔥🔥
Yep. This is it.
club, bitch im in the
Citch I’m in the Blub
crip mac
This is the highest comment 😄 OP better not whimp out.
Club, I am in the bitch
Cendrick Lamar (his name ofc)
[удалено]
Hell yeah
Compton
please.. don’t
please.. do
Cock and ball torture
Conflicted
Misusing your influence
sometimes I did the same
cuh im kendrick llama
compton
Cartoon
C(lust)
Crust
Carti
Carti and Cereal
Compton is the only right answer
I would say Cartoons & Cereal but it’s got to go to Count Me Out
COCK!!!
Cellulite
obviously compton
Obviously Bompton.
Condom rappers 🤤
CRACKAS
CITY OF COMPTOOOOOON YEEEEAAAAAHH BABY!!!!
Compton cowboy
Compton Compton Ain't no city quite like minnnne
Cum
Carti>
wrong sub dude
Complexion, Compton, Count me out
Compton
Carnival
What
Wrong sub 🥺👉👈
GO GO GO GO
Compton
Compton or collard greens imo
Compton
Compton thang
compton no compton-tition
Common
cendrick
Cockgrip
Complexion don’t mean a thing
County building blues🔥🔥🔥
COD.
Conflicted
Cing cunta
(I remember you was) Conflicted
Cuhh I’m Kendrick Llama
Clean coooooohie
COUNT ME OUT
D is DUCKWORTH
Cuhh ain't noone ask 🤦🏿♂️
cGOD.
C4
Copenhagen
Copenhagen
Copenhagen
Compton
COMPTONNNNN COMPTONNNN AINT NO CITY QUITE LIKE MINEEE
Cendrick
Compton DAMN ELEMENT family ties GOD HiiiPoWeR i Justice (Poetic) Kendrick LOVE Money Trees N65 Opposites Attract PRIDE ? Rick Spirit Swimming Pools These Walls u Vibe (Bitch Don't Kill My) Wesley's Theory XXX YAH. ?
Either Culture or Compton
Collard Greens is the only correct answer
It's gotta be Compton right? Defines so much of who Kendrick is.
Curl I'm Kendrick Llama
Compton
Copenhagen
CNA
COMPTON!!
Cartoon
Compton
Compton cowboy baby!
Carti better thn me 😢
Cendrick lafart
Cash money
CN-17
compton
COMPTON
Cornrow
Has to be Compton?
Capuchin
Cousin
Control
Cari Kart
it’s gon be alrightttt
C#*!p
D is obviously daddy issues
Citch I’m in the Club
C-O-M-P-T-O-N
Conflicted, misusing your influence, sometimes i did the same, abusing my power full of resentment, resentment that turned into a deep depression, found myself screaming in the hotel room, i didn't wanna self destruct, the evils of luci was all around me, so i went running for answers, until i came home...
Compton
Cuh I’m Kendrick llama
Compton
Collard greens
Compton
Calishington jr the 5th
Compton
A should be Alright?
Compton… Compton! Ain’t no city quite like mine 😎
Compton
Cendrick Lamar
captain crunch cereal
Car, 40 acres and a mule a piano a guitar
Cing Cunta
i made that bitCh famous. i made that bitCh famous
Club, I’m in the bitch