Kendrick killed his verse. He was perfect for this song.
Ten Hail Marys, I meditate for practice
Channel 9 news tell me I'm movin' backwards
Eight blocks left, death is around the corner
Seven misleadin' statements 'bout my persona
Six headlights wavin' in my direction
Five four askin' me what's in my possession
Yeah I keep runnin', jumpin' the aqueducts
Fire hydrants and hazard dust
Smoke alarms on the back of us
But mama don't cry for me, ride for me
Try for me, live for me
Breathe for me, sing for me
Honestly guidin' me
I could be more than I gotta be
Steal from me, lie to me
Nation of hypocrisy
Code on me, drive on me
Wicked my spirit inspired me
Like yeah, open correctional in higher desert
Yeah, open our mind as we cast away oppression
Yeah, open the streets and watch our beliefs
And when they carve my name inside the concrete
I pray it forever reads