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  • black panther soundtrackinde bulunan vince staples, kendrick lamar ve yugen blakrok işbirliği. vince'in big fish theory albümündeki şarkılar gibi. rapçiler amerikalı olsa da sound sonuna kadar avrupalı kalmış. big fish'de de böyle bangerlar vardı, albüm aşırı hoşuma gitmişti. şarkının prodüktörü ludwig göransson'u tebrik ediyoruz, kendisi son zamanlarda childish gambino ile çalışmakta.

    (bkz: sözlerini de yazayım tam olsun)

    [verse 1: kendrick lamar]
    fuck y'all want from me
    y'all don't own money
    y'all don't want from me
    y'all wanna die in the chase of things
    we all gon' die and break the thing
    trapped inside a burning church
    made it out alive
    god know my worth
    raw face, scarface, your face
    more defeat, ı know it hurts
    20 of 'em
    20 on call
    got 20 in my hand
    got 20 on judge
    gave 20 to my dog
    got 20 on girls
    that'll fuck you to— (zoom zoom)
    that'll fuck you to fuck you over
    take your safe, take your keys, take your rover
    take the heart you thought you had
    speed off, rollin' up life in a taxi cab

    [chorus: kendrick lamar]
    opps on the radar (you're dead to me)
    how you wanna play ball? (you're dead to me)
    [*censored*] takes all (you're dead to me)
    (you're dead to me, you're dead to me)
    you know what zone ı'm in... (you're dead to me)
    don't care who you with (you're dead to me)
    watch me do my shit (you're dead to me)
    (you're dead to me)

    [verse 2: vince staples]
    hey hey
    ready, set, go crazy
    here to finesse, you see ı'm getting mines
    life hit a nigga with a lemon's lime
    like what at night we still committing crimes, spitting rhymes
    bought a coupe with the spinning rims, get inside
    bring a friend, bleeding hands from the genocide
    clean me up, beam me up to the other side
    brothers die, 'cause coons turn to butterflies
    they don't wanna see me sittin' in the benz
    they don't wanna see me livin' on the end
    of the city in a city wide bend
    show no pity in the city for the sin
    they don't wanna see me gettin' to the check
    they just wanna see me swimming in the debt
    don't drown on ground wait until you hear
    911, freeze (zoom zoom) dead

    [chorus: kendrick lamar]
    opps on the radar (you're dead to me)
    how you wanna play ball? (you're dead to me)
    [*censored*] takes all (you're dead to me)
    (you're dead to me, you're dead to me)
    you know what zone ı'm in (you're dead to me)
    don't care who you with (you're dead to me)
    watch me do my shit (you're dead to me)
    (you're dead to me)

    [verse 3: yugen blakrok]
    ı move like a millipede
    when ı flex them tendons like rubber trees
    young millie jackson back to the shit
    mouth piece drawn, got a verbal armory
    stack bodies not figurines
    move beneath the surface, submarine
    ı'm half machine, obscene with a light sword
    look inside the brain, it's a ride in the psych ward
    what you standing on the side for?
    roar like a lioness, punch like a cyborg
    spit slick, attack is subliminal
    flowers on my mind, but the rhyme style sinister
    stand behind my own bars, like a seasoned criminal
    gotham city streets ı'll blame the [*censored*]
    crushing any system, that belittles us
    antidote to every poison they administer
    switch it like time signatures
    colours in my aura tend cover the perimeter
    brown bodies that the blues wanna shoot through
    hi-rez lasers wanna (zoom, zoom, zoom)
    roll over your eyes
    my strength ain't nothing like my size
    blades on the top, [?] cleaver
    tangle my chords like a weaver

    [chorus: kendrick lamar]
    opps on the radar (you're dead to me)
    how you wanna play ball? (you're dead to me)
    [*censored*] takes all (you're dead to me)
    (you're dead to me, you're dead to me)
    you know what zone ı'm in (you're dead to me)
    don't care who you with (you're dead to me)
    watch me do my shit (you're dead to me)
    (you're dead to me)