Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar
Vocals
ALLFORD, WHITNEY
ALLFORD, WHITNEY
Background Vocals
Curtis Mayfield
Curtis Mayfield
Sampled Artist
Marlon Williams
Marlon Williams
Guitar
Matt Schaeffer
Matt Schaeffer
Guitar
Thundercat
Thundercat
Bass
Whitney Alford
Whitney Alford
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Spears
Mark Spears
Songwriter
Johnny Burns
Johnny Burns
Songwriter
Ahmad Lewis
Ahmad Lewis
Songwriter
David Blake
David Blake
Songwriter
Kendrick Lamar Duckworth
Kendrick Lamar Duckworth
Songwriter
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Songwriter
Stefan K. Gordy
Stefan K. Gordy
Songwriter
Stephen Bruner
Stephen Bruner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sounwave
Sounwave
Producer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
James Hunt
James Hunt
Recording Engineer
Matt Schaeffer
Matt Schaeffer
Recording Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Terrace Martin
Terrace Martin
Additional Producer

Lyrics

I got a bone to pick I don't want you monkey mouth motherfuckers sittin' in my throne again (Aye aye nigga whats happenin' nigga, K Dot back in the hood nigga) I'm mad (He mad), but I ain't stressin' True friends, one question Bitch where you when I was walkin'? Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta Black man taking no losses Bitch where you when I was walkin'? Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', King Kunta Everybody wanna cut the legs off him When you got the yams (What's the yams?) The yam is the power that be You can smell it when I'm walking down the street (Oh yes we can, oh yes we can) I can dig rapping, but a rapper with a ghost writer? What the fuck happened? (Oh no) I swore I wouldn't tell But most of y'all share bars, like you got the bottom bunk in a two man cell (A two man cell) Something's in the water (Something's in the water) And if I got a brown nose for some gold then I'd rather be a bum than a motherfuckin' baller Bitch where you when I was walkin'? Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta Black man taking no losses Bitch where you when I was walkin'? Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', King Kunta Everybody wanna cut the legs off him When you got the yams (What's the yams?) The yam brought it out of Richard Pryor Manipulated Bill Clinton with desires 24/7, 365 days times two I was contemplatin' gettin' on stage Just to go back to the hood see my enemies and say... Bitch where you when I was walkin'? Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta Black man taking no losses Bitch where you when I was walkin'? Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', King Kunta Everybody wanna cut the legs off him (You goat mouth mammy fucker) I was gonna kill a couple rappers but they did it to themselves Everybody's suicidal they don't even need my help This shit is elementary, I'll probably go to jail If I shoot at your identity and bounce to the left Stuck a flag in my city, everybody's screamin' "Compton" I should probably run for Mayor when I'm done, to be honest And I put that on my Mama and my baby boo too Twenty million walkin' out the court buildin', woo woo! Ah yeah, fuck the judge I made it past 25 and there I was A little nappy headed nigga with the world behind him Life ain't shit but a fat vagina Screamin' "Annie are you ok? Annie are you ok?" Limo tinted with the gold plates Straight from the bottom, this the belly of the beast From a peasant to a prince to a motherfuckin' king Bitch where was you when I was- *POP* (By the time you hear the next pop, the funk shall be within you) *POP* Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, (King) Kunta Black man taking no losses Bitch where was you when I was walkin' Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta Everybody wanna cut the legs off him (Funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk) We want the funk We want the funk (Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it) We want the funk (Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it) We want the funk (Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it) We want the funk (Do you want the funk?) We want the funk (Do you want the funk?) We want the funk (Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it) We want the funk I remember you was conflicted, misusing your influence
Writer(s): Michael Jackson, Johnny Burns, Kendrick Lamar, Mark Anthony Spears, Stefan Kendal Gordy, Ahmad A Lewis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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