"Temptation" lyrics - KENDRICK LAMAR

KENDRICK LAMAR

"Temptation"

Before we walk we must crawl, even when temptation calls
Before we walk we must crawl, even when temptation calls

(J. Cole)
Left side, left side
Right side, right side

Yeah,
Often I'm caught up in confusion and need a dissolution
They tell me the solution is get through the illusion I'm living
A few friends killed, a few sent to prison
Our mama's tried to warn us but few tend to listen
See we running the streets in search of some trouble
At least a couple of freaks to sneak home with
Now she ride a n-gga dick just like she owned it
So every time I wanna hit, I bet ya she owned it
She got the bad lips, bad hips, damn shawty
Slim waist, Gina face, Pam body
Met her in the club, yet I look her to [?] love
That's the reason my n-ggas can't find me
Good golly, look shawty, ain't no need for games
I know a n-ggas still young but I done seen some things
If it's cool to talk, let me ease ya pain
This is food for thought, let me feed ya brain
Your ex-man did you dirty, did he leave a stain?
When them losers talk, tell 'em please refrain
I refuse to stop, don't freeze the frame
'Cause tonight I got you calling out Jesus name

Left side, left side, hey
Right side, right side, hey
Before we walk we must crawl, even when temptation calls
Left side, left side, hey
Right side, right side, hey
Before we walk we must crawl, even when temptation calls

(Kendrick Lamar)
Often I'm caught up in confusion and tryna find solutions
To try and pimp the system, that's a form of prostitution
I'm ready, the city probably see me as a nuisance daily
Seeking the devil stone getting repetitive [?] I know
But shawty body and she admire that I'm a pyro-maniac
I say where you at and do you have Geico?
I need insurance that you could sex me the best
And she start sexing through text and send pictures under her dress
Got them G-Strings, you beasting for the pleasure and pain
I was a weakling so I cling to her under my name
I gave her the ding ding than dee ding, the bell ring in the game
It was intriging that she seemed to no stand, no flow
Keeping it wet, making it rain
Beg ya pardon, don't blow job, she no jobs like Tommy from Martin [?]
Don't blow jobs, she blow hard like a Nintendo cartridge
That blow job had [?] like Mozart
Got blow job than put it in her trunk like go ya [?]
I'm starving offa that Cuervo
Shop on Rodeo, house in the dagos
We like to f-cking watch the day go by
I tell her [?], drop the potato
She's hot, what can I say yo?