Phone Home

[Produced by Cool and Dre]

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]

In due time I'm the modern day Albert Einstein

I'm prime time like Deion

And the rest of y'all is peons

I pee on the best

Whoever you are you can step

Like a prosthetic leg

I see monsters in my head

That's why I rap with such aggression

I tear down studio sessions

Rappers scared, they walk in the booth

With a bible and a reverend

I use my mouth as a weapon

******s rip through your mid section

Rat tat a tat tat tat rata tat tat tat

I'm a Comptown, ***** get a casket

Go against me, that'll lead to my advantage

Because I've got to eat

And for real I'm feeling kind of famished

Hotter than the earth core, don't show me where no fan is

Show me where your fans is so they can see the real

I'm sick and electrifying, that's double ill

Me feel like me will be a legend like Will was a legend

But I'm not an actor, put that in my will

Gimme a second uncut coke lyrics what I'm stressing

She want the raw so I fed her lines like Kevin

Tell 'em I'm a werewolf, behold the 5 6 bigfoot

Lear jet overlook the country like Garth Brooks

Lyrics on point, plus I got the right hooks

Like Tommy Hearns, punchlines burn

I'm not concerned about the SoundScan

Cause most of y'all is drowning

A lifeguard that's lounging

Meaning I don't worry about none of you rappers

I'm way more live

That's evil backwards

Now with that great word play

I tend to let my words play

Like children on a Saturday

It's sad to say you're not up to par

And I don't play with mini golf and sharks

Jump inside the pool of sharks, we're biting off your head, your heart, your legs, arms

Bled like Jay Rock or Big Wy

And make sure you wear a vest

Because they my family ties

Suit up

You got a three piece? I got a three piece

A MAC-11, a 9 mili, and a DE

He backpedaling like a DB

I'm such a Martian

Call me ET

Always behind it like I own the TP

I ****, fart, pee pee

On anybody track

Walk in the booth and drink down a fifth of Ex-Lax

Wassup

Now phone home

My ***** Punchline is on, wipe 'em down

[Verse 2: Punch]

Your boy carry that flame I am a arsonist

I spit arsenic at you *****s cartilage

Ill wip, drive by, *****s carsick

20 on the charm

VVS studded flawless

Try and reach we specialize in garbage

Taking out the trash put you underneath the tar pits

How many times I gotta tell y'all *****s the big fish in the small pond

I wail on *****s I'm vicious

No, I'm serious

Skip the birth c**** and climb straight Cesarean

You *****s ain't listening

I'm not from 'round these parts

I'm nonexistent

Hit you with brake light

Leave you missing