Lyrics to Let Me Be Me :
 Everybody, just clap your hands if your real
 Middle finger up, give a [bad word] how they feel
 Be yourself, just show that your real
 Middle fingers up

 Just let me be me
 That's the only way I know
 Just let me be me
 That's the only way I know how to hold it down

 I just wanna be me
 No disrespect, but [bad word] you
 My education stopped at a high school degree
 But I can outsmart any high IQ
 Draped in some fly [bad word]  Call me Jeff Goldblum
 Cold, my style making my [bad word]  Oh, I stare at the mirror then realize that "real" lies within me
 Some say I'm crazy cause I think like I need a shrink
 Ask too many questions about the stars and Earth [bad word]  Rather be in the studio then out buying drinks
 So if I'm not clubbing, don't think I'm on some jerk [bad word]  And California on that Jerk [bad word]  But I'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps
 Jill Scott on my iPod, as my head rests
 Yes

 Just let me be me
 That's the only way I know
 Just let me be me
 That's the only way I know how to hold it down

 And yeah I know I'm [bad word]  Cali
 But I don't lace up Chucks or rock pink Khakis 
 And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick
 I probably would wear 'em but my [bad word] don't fit
 Ha ha ha, I like to joke, got a sense of humor?
 Still face, play me short like an oompa loompa
 You ain't gotta [bad word] up your face in front of the kids
 Won't you lighten up like Michael did?
 I grew up with killa's man, people who killed, man
 But my character never could be like them, man
 And they respect that, say that I'm real man
 Not a fake person, that's the Sims man
 Live my life through some film, man
 I ain't acting out [bad word]  I be packing out shows
 Cause' they know that they don't know Kendrick fo' sho.

 Just let me be me
 That's the only way I know
 Just let me be me
 That's the only way I know how to hold it down

 Almost lost my life to the industry
 Had to look through a photobook to remember me
 These label heads ain't nothing but [bad word]  Have you with professional killa's, chasing hits
 Lying to yourself, all over an image
 Making records they want, that was wrecking my brilliance
 My Mama said, "Boy, that don't sound like you."
 I said, "This is the sound, though."
 My only excuse
 Quite frankly, I dusted off my shoes with my hankie
 And kicked it like he skate, make these [bad word] hate me
 The reason why they hate, is cause these [bad word] ain't me
 And you can underrate me, but I know what I'm worth
 diamond in God's dirt, a diamond in winter
 Watch the Simpsons and eating some cereal for dinner
 See, I give you my life, mix it up in a blender
 To make sure that you feel me

 Just let me be me
 That's the only way I know
 Just let me be me
 That's the only way I know how to hold it down

 {Kendrick Lamar, what are you trying to say?
 what are you trying to [bad word] }

 I think that I finally reached the pinnacle
 Finding myself as an individual
 The world is so typical
 I just wanna be higher than that
 I used to want to be the messiah of Rap
 Infatuated with [bad word] a relevant star
 Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars
 That I never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad
 Vanity, they say that it can damage me
 So do I really want it?
 If I didn't, I guess I'm a cool cocaine connect
 That means I'll be frontin'
 Cooking in a laboratory, hoping I can tell a story
 That the whole world can feel, like the ones that came before me
 Knowing that I'm misunderstood
 So I gotta get my point across like a snitch would
 And I would never walk in the shadow that never was really there
 Or try to fill the shoes of an