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Thundercat - 'Walk On By (feat. Kendrick Lamar)'
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thundercat
Thundercat
Bass
Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar
Songwriter
Stephen Bruner
Stephen Bruner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thundercat
Thundercat
Producer
Flying Lotus
Flying Lotus
Producer
Kevin "Daddy Kev" Moo
Kevin "Daddy Kev" Moo
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

At the end of it all No one wants to drink alone Baby that's how it goes Don't walk away from me Fragmented memories Sentences incomplete That's when she said "Don't wanna put up a fight anymore I'm down to the end of my road And I'm freefalling I'll search inside myself I need to know why I act this way" I whispered tunes to her scream I can't ignore it no more At the end of it all No one wants to drink alone Baby that's how it goes From my eyewitness binoculars To Argentina and Africa We mastered the pressure Hazardous, harassing us You laugh at us More accurate at bagging dimes, now we bagging rhymes Bodybags, price tags on your fo'head Nine times out of ten, young niggas are nine or ten When the line becomes thin: be a killer or fireman Fill up the lavish pen if I needed to right my wrongs I can't deny sin, condolences through these palms I remember when your cousin was coming home My bitch, when we plotted to kill him cause we ain't know him Unfamiliar faces make niggas nervous Convicted court cases might hit the surface Restricted territories might come through lurkin' We ain't want none of that urgent call Well, I'm acting before my identity identity, Percocets For all the headaches, I'm 'bout to bring confetti Tumble out this barrel soon as it ring, you ready? That was the word for we moved on 'em Treat him like Joe the Plumber I wonder if someone come and can see this tool on him Immature and retarded is what you call me Yo' cousin wasn't comin' home from the pen but from the army I can right my wrongs and pen this verse I read Even though a bullet hit him in the leg, still walk on by At the end of it all No one wants to drink alone Baby that's how it goes Don't walk away from me
Writer(s): Burt F. Bacharach, Hal David Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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