Sex With Society Lyrics

(This, this, this)
(Should be played at high volume)
(Preferably in a residential)

Lifes a bitch, lifes a bitch

But Ima keep the pussy wet (Yep)
Ima keep the pussy wet (Yep)
Ima keep the pussy wet
Ima keep the pussy wet
My dick hard, her pussy wet

[Kendrick Lamar - Verse 1]
And Im born with my dick in the earth, you can tell me how much am I worth
Ima die with my heart on my sleeve, many die on their hands and their knees
And Im takin whatever I need, and Im rapin the government fees
And youre wastin your time, and Im speakin my mind on whatever I think
And I think that Im Richard Pryor with priors of 32 fiends
And that means that I here fly higher, tell me why are you starin at me?
Matta fact, man, your eyes is wired, you inspired by Kendrick the king
Maybe its cause Im livin my dream, man, I sing what Im livin about
And the words that come out of my mouth, they requires a random routine
Of being organic granite, then my access is granted
To represent the shit that I conceive, and I guarantee that Ima bring
My mind, body, soul and I sold all these records off bein myself
And I wish you can do the same thing, man, its easier than a stripper
Or tyin a baby shoestring, you stringing along
And really why you writing a song? Your passion for music is never in sync
No secret societies guided me to the world of unseen
And they tell me life is a bitch, who gives a shit? You can believe

Ima keep the pussy wet (Yep)
Ima keep the pussy wet (Yep)
My-my dick hard, her pussy wet
Ima keep the pussy wet (Yep)

(Hi, ho!) I came

(Bye, ho!) I went (We-we-went-went)
(Hi, ho!) I ca-came
(Bye, ho!) I went
(Hi, ho!) I came
(Bye, ho!) I went
(Bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)

[Kendrick Lamar - Verse 2]
And I see that you envy of me, enemy ghosts dont prosper
Better yet, they do die eventually, if Im at the event you will leave
Cause you know and I know that I go ham even if Muslims is seen
In my rearview Im near you, but I dont hear you, can you hear this breathe?
Wit an oxygen mask, and the masses keep sayin Im speakin for them
And if you can imagine my madness, then you can see where Ive been
And the places the Louis has been, and I swear I been doin this when
You was in pajamas, watchin B-B-Barney a-and Friends
And you couldnt harm me even with ten, weapons of your choice ridin in
Army tanks, you shot blanks, and I shot back, make your duplex bend
What the fuck you think? If I dont think, then Im right back where the city sin
What the fuck you drink? Thinkin I cant write these raps in the Lions Den
When I hear that you lyin, then? Its murder, she wrote, aint no hope
You go downhill, man, wheres your slope? Get thrown downhill tied to a rope
Told the world to put intervals, man, I swear this the Hannibal
And they tell me that life is a bitch, who gives a shit when you know?

[Hook]
And I see that you envy of me-me-me-me-me
Dont prosper, better yet, they do die eventually-ly-ly
Cause you know and I know that I go ham even if Muslims is seen
In my rearview Im near you

(Hi, ho!)

(Bye, ho!)
(Hi, ho!)
(Bye, ho!)
(Hi, ho!)


(Bye, ho!)

(Hi, ho!)
(Bye, ho!)
(Hi, ho!)
(Hi, ho!)
(Hi, ho!)

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