Childish Gambino & Kendrick Lamar - SXSW 2011 Freestyle [LIVE] lyrics

[Kendrick Lamar]
Yeah, look
I said, ‘we don’t wanna hear that weak sh*t no more’
Flow tryna white, like a sheep in the snow
I go deep as The Bible, I can debate with The Pope
And you rappers go downhill like a ski on a slope
I be on the boat with Poppy, but I ain’t tryna cop no work
I’m tryna cop me the boat and some more property
I told Rock, ‘You gotta do more than just a Monopoly’
Make the house rain no entity t'ill infinity
They want me up and Juice no quantity
Stop me from thinking presidential like the scatterbrains of Kennedy
After I shot them down likе the broad can’t witness me now!
Can somеbody locate Mr. Shakur?
And tell me, Tupac and two shots away from two blocks of being neighbors with The Almighty Lord
I put the best material your hand, to fast forward, Kendrick signin' off show you signatureses in sports!
Wassup? Hey!



[Childish Gambino & Kendrick Lamar]
Oooooh!
Hey
That was (hey) sick!

[Kendrick Lamar]
Yay, hey, hey


[Childish Gambino]
Uh
Uh
Uh, okay
Uh, okay
Uh, okay
Uh, okay
Yeah, n*gga this money is overflowing, these dudes is a G6
And all ‘em know when it’s blowing, I’m glowing, shinin’ crazy
About to roll like photo’s
White collar problems, Polo’s
People like, ‘Does everybody love Gambino except me? Do Indie girls like to take pictures of dead leaves?
I’m on the roll now, you gotta understand, I’m j*rking off on stage with my left hand, uh
I keep it so tight, I keep it so bright, like I’m rainbow bright, but I’m not a girl, but I like rainbows, and when I say that, I mean different other hoes. ahaha
Ay sh*t man, I got a million in my [?] in my left hand
I keep it so fly, I [?]
Yes I got in this bar
So I switch it back to Kendrick Lamar



[Kendrick Lamar]
Uh, Childish Gambino, everybody know we bout to rock this f*ckin single
South by West, you know we f*ckin’ best
You know we bring that good music to your f*ckin’ chest
Y’all don’t wanna stress
I’m in Texas
I rep the West
You know I’m the bestest
Nicest with my n*gga
And we got them biggers
f*ckin’ with pussies, and titties [?]
Uh, you know my dad is crazy, and I come from 87, baby you’re the 80s
No one cannot blame me
No one cannot knew me
Only one can save me is Jesus Christ, baby!
Uh, yo, and every time I drop
They be like, ‘Kendrick, oh my God you f*ckin’ hot!’
And all these b*tches, wanna see my f*cking c*ck!
And all these n*ggas, know I am damn hot, uh, uh!


[Childish Gambino & Kendrick Lamar]
Hey, uh, uh
Uh, yeah
Yeah
Uh
(together): uh
Uh
Uh



[Childish Gambino]
Yeah, uh
Little J, and little me
Little me on stage, makin’ a page, turnin’ the page in this capart history
Meaning that this
Empty
Wanna go so far that I gotta [?]ride
When I get that, see that
When I hit that
When I make that so tight
Devil listen up, yeah I keep asking [?] at a time
[?]
All the sh*t that I’m spittin’
It’s all [?]
Rap a beat, the sky, like a f*ckin’ kite
And while these talkin’ n*ggas come for me, but I’m alright
And I can make it, hoe
And I can make it down
We got a million motherf*ckers in this crazy house
And I don’t give a f*ck, I rap all day
f*ck rap cool
f*cking call me gay
I don’t f*cking care, I got so much money
That I’ll be f*ckin’ every bads bunny in here
I gotta keep it in there
10 there like recenare
Cuz I got it close [?]
Cuz I’m [?]
Cuz I’m drunk, off the so much Ale
I spend weekends hangin’ out with Joel McHale, b*tch!
Uh!


[Childish Gambino & Kendrick Lamar]
Hey
Hey
Uh
Hey
Ay, ay, ay



[Kendrick Lamar]
Hey
I’m telling everybody back up
Fake ass rappers get smacked, kicked then backed up
I’ll be the motherf*ckin’ K D.O.T
And everybody in this motherf*cka know me
I’m with Childish Gambino
And I rock
And I yell, ‘Motherf*ck it’s hip hop’
And you know it don’t stop
Straight off the mental
I write here [?] with no pad, no pencil
Every individual get cracked, my tongue is like a ‘gr, gr’ attack!
That means I be shooting for your motherf*ckin’ brain
That means I’m raw, I don’t need no f*ckin’ chain
I don’t need no f*ckin’ bracelet, I gotta face it, I’m f*ckin’ hot, you don’t like me?
Then you’re tasteless
This motherf*ckin’ instrumental so hot!
And this sh*t don’t stop [?]