Kendrick Lamar XXX. feat. U2 Lyrics

p Are you looking for Kendrick Lamar lyrics for song XXX. feat. U2? You've come to the right place. XXX. feat. U2 is a song played by Kendrick Lamar. /p pAmerica, God bless you if it's good to youbr America please take my handbr Can you help me understbr /p p br Throw a steak off the yacht to a pool full of sharks he'll take itbr Leave him in the wilderness with a sworn nemesis, he'll make itbr Take the gratitude from him, I bet he'll show you something woahbr I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'br I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'br I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'br I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lapbr Walk myself to the court like bitch I did that x-ratedbr Johnny don't wanna go to school no more, no morebr Johnny said books ain't cool no more (no more)br Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousinbr Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlinbr God bless America you know we all love himbr Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101br Said they killed his only son because of insufficient fundsbr He was sobbin', he was mobbin', way belligerent and drunkbr Talkin' out his head philosphin' on what the lord had donebr He said, K-Dot can you pray for me? It's been a fucked up day for mebr I know that you anointed, show me how to overcomebr He was lookin' for some closure hopin' I could bring him closerbr To the spiritual, my spirit do no better but I told himbr I can't sugar coat the answer for you, this is how I feelbr If somebody kill my son, that mean that somebody's gettin' killedbr Tell me what you do for love, loyalty and passion ofbr All the memories collected, moments you could never touchbr I wait in front a niggas spot and watch him hit his blockbr I'll catch a nigga leavin' service if that's all I gotbr I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lapbr Walk myself to the court like, bitch I did thatbr Ain't no black power when your baby killed by a cowardbr I can't even keep the peace, don't you fuck with one of oursbr It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hourbr Ghetto bird on the street, paramedics on the dialbr Let somebody touch my momma, touch my sister, touch my womanbr Touch my daddy, touch my niece, touch my nephew, touch my brotherbr You should chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lapbr Matter fact, I'm 'bout to speak at this convention, call you backbr /p p br It's not a placebr This country is to be a sound of drum and bassbr You close your eyes to look aroundbr /p p br Hail Mary, Jesus and Josephbr The great American flag is wrapped and dragged with explosivesbr Compulsive disorder, sons and daughtersbr Barricaded blocks and bordersbr Look what you taught usbr It's murder on my streetbr Y'all street, back streetsbr Wall street, corporate offices, banksbr Employees and bosses with homicidal thoughtsbr Donald Trump's in office, we lost Barack and promised to never doubt him againbr But is America honest or do we bask in sin?br Pass the gin, I mix it with American bloodbr Then bash him in, you crippin' or you married to blood?br I'll ask again, oops, accidentbr It's nasty when you set us up then roll the dice then bet us upbr You overnight the big rifles then tell Fox to be scared of usbr Gang members or terrorists et cetera et ceterabr Americas reflections of mebr That's what a mirror doesbr /p p br It's not a placebr This country is to be a sound of drum and bassbr You close your eyes to look around/p