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kendrick lamar’s “institutionalized” - grant schubert lyrics

[produced by rahki & tommy black]

[intro: kendrick lamar]
what money got to do with it
when i don’t know the full definition of a rap image?
i’m trapped inside the ghetto and i ain’t proud to admit it
inst-tutionalized, i keep runnin’ back for a visit
hol’ up, get it back
i said i’m trapped inside the ghetto and i ain’t proud to admit it
inst-tutionalized, i could still k!ll me a n-gga, so what?

[interlude: anna wise and bilal]
if i was the president
i’d pay my mama’s rent
free my homies and them
bulletproof my chevy doors
lay in the white house and get high, lord
who ever thought?
master, take the chains off me!

[beat change]

[intro]
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sh-t

[verse 1: kendrick lamar]
life can be like a box of chocolate
quid pro quo, somethin’ for somethin’, that’s the obvious
oh sh-t, flow’s so sick, don’t you swallow it
bitin’ my style, you’re salmonella poison positive
i can just alleviate the rap industry politics
milk the game up, never lactose intolerant
the last remainder of real sh-t, you know the obvious
me, scholarship? no, streets put me through colleges
be all you can be, true, but the problem is
dream only a dream if work don’t follow it
remind me of the homies that used to know me, now follow this
i’ll tell you my hypothesis, i’m probably just way too loyal
k dizzle will do it for you, my n-ggas think i’m a god
truthfully all of ’em spoiled, usually you’re never charged
but somethin’ came over you once i took you to the f-ckin’ bet awards
you lookin’ at artists’ like the harvests
so many rollies around you and you want all of them
somebody told me you thinkin’ ’bout sn-tchin’ jewelry
i should’ve listened when my grandmama said to me

[hook: bilal]
sh-t don’t change until you get up and wash yo’ -ss, n-gga
sh-t don’t change until you get up and wash yo’ -ss, boy
sh-t don’t change until you get up and wash yo’ -ss, n-gga
oh now, slow down

[bridge: snoop dogg]
and once upon a time, in a city so divine
called west side compton, there stood a little n-gga
he was 5 foot something, god bless the kid
took his homie to the show and this is what they said

[verse 2: kendrick lamar]
f-ck am i ‘posed to do when i’m lookin’ at walkin’ l1cks?
the constant big money talk ’bout the mansion and foreign whips
the private jets and p-ssport, presidential gl-ss floor
gold bottles, gold models, sniffin’ up the -ss for
instagram fl1cks, suckin d-ck, f-ck is this?
one more sucker wavin’ wit a flashy wrist
my defense, mechanism tell me to get him
quickly because he got it
it’s a recession, then why the f-ck he at king of diamonds?
no more livin’ poor, meet my four-four
when i see ’em, put the per diem on the floor
now kendrick, know they’re your co-workers
but it’s gon’ take a lot for this pistol go cold turkey
now i can watch his watch on the tv and be okay
but see i’m on the clock once that watch landin’ in la
remember steal from the rich and givin’ it back to the poor?
well that’s me at these awards
i guess my grandmama was warnin’ a boy
she said…

[outro: snoop dogg]
and once upon a time, in a city so divine
called west side compton, there stood a little n-gga
he was 5 foot something, dazed and confused
talented but still under the neighborhood ruse
you can take your boy out the hood but you can’t take the hood out the homie
took his show money, stashed it in the mozey wozey
hollywood’s nervous
f-ck you, goodnight, thank you much for your service

- grant schubert lyrics

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