[Intro: Kendrick Lamar & Angela McCluskey]
 Sit still, and close your eyes (Smoke to it)
 What’s behind the other door, oh
 No more silence (No more silence)
 Don't kill this thing we got called love
 Just searching for the perfect shot

[Hook: Angela McCluskey]
 When [bad word] callin', don’t love back
 When [bad word] callin', don’t look away
 When [bad word] callin', don’t look back
 When [bad word] callin', don’t look away

 [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
I used to write rhymes, all day and all night
 While you were playing Playstation, my pencil was erasing lines
My conscious only knew whats half tight
At 3:14, it’s time to give me a slice, my [bad word] 
This is a dog's fight, my [bad word] 
The soundtrack to life, my [bad word] 
Kendrick Lamar, his momma called him that
He watched House Party, and ate Apple Jacks
Sold Sega games, his cousin sold crack
He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs
Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back
Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack
 That's because thats [bad word] streets was built not to win
You killed the [bad word]  I stole a bible, is that a sin
Part of me though, is searching for answers
 The good kid from the ugly city
That's mad that he's handsome, where is the love?

 [Hook]

 [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Give me rings, give me chains mayne
 Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range
 Give me black [bad word]  white hoes, new clothes
 mansion with marble floors, and security codes
Then give me some land, or maybe I’ll land a
 G5, clearport, say hello to the man
Give me awards, grammies, and let the crowd applaud
 My name til’ they strain the veins in they vocal cords
 Give me fame and fortune, me and Donald [bad word] on golf courses
 With that being said, give me Tiger sports endorsements
 Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for
Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured
Give me vanity, give me Kurt Cobain sanity
Give me a city where Channel 7 newscasters cameras be
Give me horror like Amity, no, give me the charts (Just searching for the perfect, shot)
And if you ever renege, I’ll still give you Kendrick Lamar
 This is me, and thats love

 [Hook]

 [Outro: Kendrick Lamar]
Now everybody smoke to it, for this is, the celebration