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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar
Vocals
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
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
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Matt Schaeffer
Matt Schaeffer
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 Sittin' in my throne again (Ay-ay, what's happening? K-Dot back in the hood) I'm mad (he mad), but I ain't stressing True friends, one question Where were you when I was walking? 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 (oh yeah) Where were you when I was walking? Now I run the game, got the whole world talking 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 f- happened? (Oh no) I swore I wouldn't tell But most of y'all sharing 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 motherf- baller (oh yeah) Where were you when I was walking? Now I run the game, got the whole world talking King Kunta, everybody wanna cut the legs off him Kunta, black man taking no losses Where you when I was walking? Now I run the game, got the whole world talking 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 Twenty four-seven, 365 days times two I was contemplating getting on stage Just to go back to the hood See my enemy and say (oh, yeah) Where were you when I was walking? Now I run the game, got the whole world talking King Kunta, everybody wanna cut the legs off him Kunta, black man taking no losses Where you when I was walkin'? Now I run the game, got the whole world talking King Kunta, everybody wanna cut the legs off him (You goat mouth mammyf-) I was gonna kill a couple rappers, but they did it to themselves Everybody suicidal, they don't even need my help This 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 screaming 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 20 million walking out the court building, woo-woo Aw, yeah, f- the judge I made it past 25 and there I was A little nappy headed with the world behind him Life ain't s- but a fat v- Screamin', "Annie, are you okay? 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 king (oh yeah) Where were you when I was- By the time you hear the next pop The funk shall be within you Now I run the game, got the whole world talking King Kunta, everybody wanna cut the legs off him (King) Kunta, black man taking no losses Where were you when I was walking Now I run the game, got the whole world talking King Kunta, everybody wanna cut the legs off him Funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk We want the funk We want the funk (Now if I give you the funk, you gone take it) We want the funk (Now if I give you the funk, you gone take it) We want the funk (Now if I give you the funk, you gone 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): Ahmad A. Lewis, Stefan Kendal Gordy, Kendrick Duckworth, Mark Anthony Spears, Whitney Allford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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