Kendrick Lamar "Halloween Freestyle" Lyrics

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"Halloween Freestyle" Lyrics

Kendrick Lamar


  • Real rap, I knock rhymes right off of your skull cap
    You can't see me when I step into the booth
    Your wish list, K.Dot, yeah I'm the truth
    Stuntin, you'd better get your broom
    Cause I'm flying with witches and we're going to the moon
    With this album, debut at that
    I'm so fly I might float with the bats
    Y'all know the most
    Biggie and Pac, they behind me as my ghosts
    Cause you think they write for me when I step into the drop
    My shit is so sweet, candy flavored, no you're not
    Skeletons in my closet
    And no, you can't get up off it
    This the freestyle, trick or treat
    Halloween, better come with me, I'm sweet
    Pumpkins, smacking them across they head
    And I'm pokin' eyeballs out on the web instead
    He gonna gonna keep going
    Baby, sex tape killed me
    Ye, ye, I'm so fly, right now I'm so high
    Matter of fact oh we talking about the hurricane
    I'm talking about New York, I pray for y'all, know what I mean
    I don't want that to happen, cuz if so I might just start rapping
    Kim Kardashian, Wiz did that ass in
    Coming straight from Compton, I thought y'all know
    I ain't gonna look at the cards yet, cause I'm 'bout to flow
    Matter fact, this the perfect part to talk about them Lakers
    Everybody that's disrespecting, y'all the fakers
    We gonna keep going, off the top of the dome
    Mavs, y'all gonna go home
    Teach y'all to come back to my city
    Shrink you, G
    Five times, four times, that's the repeat
    Obama, we ain't gonna talk about Ritt Momney
    Because he's whack, fugazi, fugazi
    I don't need to talk about the flow that I'm in
    If you gonna vote, vote for Obama
    He's gonna win, fo sho
    And we gonna keep on going
    Off the top, we just gonna keep on flowing
    We gonna get back to this little punk, he's crap
    Mitt Romney, show 'em how to rap
    Matter fact, this freestyle is just dedicated to him
    You're homeboys right now with Slim
    Your chances, you're not gonna win
    You need to go back to where you came from, boy
    It's the ruler of the game
    Obama, vote now homeboy, he's got game
    What's up 

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