Chords for Kendrick Lamar - Look Out For Detox - Lyrics
Tempo:
75.025 bpm
Chords used:
D
E
Abm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Oh, shout out to schoolboy Q.
He ugly didn't he mothafucka?
[D] Tire marks, tire marks, finish line with the tire marks
When the relay starts I'm a runaway slave
Oh, walking on water and running on waves
God MC, oh my god you gotta see
There's never no I see me of an odyssey
I'm a block away, fire marshals moving in
Marshmallows inside my pen
Sweet 16, got a sweet 16
Any deadlier than saying I'm so apart
With a prototype but a god named protocol
You an amateur, they on a protocol
I damage you on camera and content in calendar
I don't care where you are, just blink twice and I'm there where you are
Like a [N] shadow in the dark, you a paddle in a boat
In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short
Water in a pot, flow crack rock like bam bam
Nigga have two grams, nigga pay your boy
Blam blam nigga had a black Camry
Broke a tits, said kill a [D] Cam nigga I heard boomerang niggas
Killers, 10 squibs been around shit but your mama and your bitch
Jumped off the porch when I was like 6
Uncle Bobby got the house ready back in 9-6
Kick in the door, Kate Niles all in the kitchen
[E] Way before I even heard of Mike Vick
Mom [D] made a bathroom, pop it at work
Happened on a Sunday, we should've went to church
Look at my shirt, polo on it
Stole cell lift, my logo on it
I feel no opponent, a demon come near
And I might throw a spear at the omen
You lookin' at the 2010 Rummy's
Empire, high power, HP
In your face like HD
And I spit like a HK
I'm a shot like a H3
H-U-B-C-I-T-Y-A-D-N-Y-G
Problem in Hootie, nigga
Tell the government come shoot me, nigga
Cause I'm going out with a fist raised
And a fist full of money, give it to the 5th grade
Drink a fifth of Hennessy and then take another fade
With a democratic politician from CA
They don't wanna see a B-L-A-C-K
Make it some scratch like a Hall of Fame DJ
Give us some free [D] J's, put us in the PJ's
Now we in the county jail, call it for a three-way
Goddamn, y'all cold
Mark of the beast, wear your goddamn barcode
Stuck in the street, wear a stock like Harpo
Black man, tell me where your goddamn heart go
Although I'm in Atlanta, milking, hunnit
Nobody never gave me shit
When I got my first chain
All the niggas tried to take it from me
I had to fight back and shit
Get it back and shit
And you rap niggas looking funny
Tryna talk back and shit
Like, he back that shit
Acting like you real or something
You nigga ain't pop no steel
Ain't pop no collar
Go pop some pills or something
You trying real hard to appeal to something
I'm being myself
My BFF's a BMW
Put your B in the NSS bus club
And the medicine that Dr.
David nigga want help
I'm at a limit where I be amazing myself
I better finish on a level with a black belt
I better end it where every rapper get killed
Like, pluck, pluck, pluck, pluck
Where the knife at?
Cut, cut, cut
Where your life at?
His career's over
He slumped over
And if I'm off beat, know I'm un-sober
That's a new flow
Plus, plus Q gave me some glitches
Nouveau, new dough for the new year
A sumo on the rap here
Not a rapper, I'm a rapter
That's a T-Rex and a V-neck for the rapture
I'm a factor, hang your facial
I'm a fracture to a fraction of one half
And I hate math
Casters like Eddie Lowe
Fuck that money, go get me
Mighty Lowe, nigga, get ya, nigga
Told y'all to
Fuck off Q
He got the shit Yeah, yeah
Fuck you
Out of the ass
Fuck all that
Fuck all that setbacks
Jocky D's in with this
No [Abm] one will
You are not gonna suck up my dick Do not
He ugly didn't he mothafucka?
[D] Tire marks, tire marks, finish line with the tire marks
When the relay starts I'm a runaway slave
Oh, walking on water and running on waves
God MC, oh my god you gotta see
There's never no I see me of an odyssey
I'm a block away, fire marshals moving in
Marshmallows inside my pen
Sweet 16, got a sweet 16
Any deadlier than saying I'm so apart
With a prototype but a god named protocol
You an amateur, they on a protocol
I damage you on camera and content in calendar
I don't care where you are, just blink twice and I'm there where you are
Like a [N] shadow in the dark, you a paddle in a boat
In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short
Water in a pot, flow crack rock like bam bam
Nigga have two grams, nigga pay your boy
Blam blam nigga had a black Camry
Broke a tits, said kill a [D] Cam nigga I heard boomerang niggas
Killers, 10 squibs been around shit but your mama and your bitch
Jumped off the porch when I was like 6
Uncle Bobby got the house ready back in 9-6
Kick in the door, Kate Niles all in the kitchen
[E] Way before I even heard of Mike Vick
Mom [D] made a bathroom, pop it at work
Happened on a Sunday, we should've went to church
Look at my shirt, polo on it
Stole cell lift, my logo on it
I feel no opponent, a demon come near
And I might throw a spear at the omen
You lookin' at the 2010 Rummy's
Empire, high power, HP
In your face like HD
And I spit like a HK
I'm a shot like a H3
H-U-B-C-I-T-Y-A-D-N-Y-G
Problem in Hootie, nigga
Tell the government come shoot me, nigga
Cause I'm going out with a fist raised
And a fist full of money, give it to the 5th grade
Drink a fifth of Hennessy and then take another fade
With a democratic politician from CA
They don't wanna see a B-L-A-C-K
Make it some scratch like a Hall of Fame DJ
Give us some free [D] J's, put us in the PJ's
Now we in the county jail, call it for a three-way
Goddamn, y'all cold
Mark of the beast, wear your goddamn barcode
Stuck in the street, wear a stock like Harpo
Black man, tell me where your goddamn heart go
Although I'm in Atlanta, milking, hunnit
Nobody never gave me shit
When I got my first chain
All the niggas tried to take it from me
I had to fight back and shit
Get it back and shit
And you rap niggas looking funny
Tryna talk back and shit
Like, he back that shit
Acting like you real or something
You nigga ain't pop no steel
Ain't pop no collar
Go pop some pills or something
You trying real hard to appeal to something
I'm being myself
My BFF's a BMW
Put your B in the NSS bus club
And the medicine that Dr.
David nigga want help
I'm at a limit where I be amazing myself
I better finish on a level with a black belt
I better end it where every rapper get killed
Like, pluck, pluck, pluck, pluck
Where the knife at?
Cut, cut, cut
Where your life at?
His career's over
He slumped over
And if I'm off beat, know I'm un-sober
That's a new flow
Plus, plus Q gave me some glitches
Nouveau, new dough for the new year
A sumo on the rap here
Not a rapper, I'm a rapter
That's a T-Rex and a V-neck for the rapture
I'm a factor, hang your facial
I'm a fracture to a fraction of one half
And I hate math
Casters like Eddie Lowe
Fuck that money, go get me
Mighty Lowe, nigga, get ya, nigga
Told y'all to
Fuck off Q
He got the shit Yeah, yeah
Fuck you
Out of the ass
Fuck all that
Fuck all that setbacks
Jocky D's in with this
No [Abm] one will
You are not gonna suck up my dick Do not
Key:
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E
Abm
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E
Abm
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E
_ _ _ Oh, _ _ shout out to schoolboy Q.
He ugly didn't he mothafucka? _ _
[D] Tire marks, tire marks, finish line with the tire marks
When the relay starts I'm a runaway slave
Oh, walking on water and running on waves
God MC, oh my god you gotta see
There's never no I see me of an odyssey
I'm a block away, fire marshals moving in
Marshmallows inside my pen
Sweet 16, got a sweet 16
Any deadlier than saying I'm so apart
With a prototype but a god named protocol
You an amateur, they on a protocol
I damage you on camera and content in calendar
I don't care where you are, just blink twice and I'm there where you are
Like a [N] shadow in the dark, you a paddle in a boat
In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short
Water in a pot, flow crack rock like bam bam
Nigga have two grams, nigga pay your boy
Blam blam nigga had a black Camry
Broke a tits, said kill a [D] Cam nigga I heard boomerang niggas
Killers, 10 squibs been around shit but your mama and your bitch
Jumped off the porch when I was like 6
Uncle Bobby got the house ready back in 9-6
Kick in the door, Kate Niles all in the kitchen
[E] Way before I even heard of Mike Vick
Mom [D] made a bathroom, pop it at work
Happened on a Sunday, we should've went to church
Look at my shirt, polo on it
Stole cell lift, my logo on it
I feel no opponent, a demon come near
And I might throw a spear at the omen
You lookin' at the 2010 Rummy's
Empire, high power, HP
In your face like HD
And I spit like a HK
I'm a shot like a H3
H-U-B-C-I-T-Y-A-D-N-Y-G
Problem in Hootie, nigga
Tell the government come shoot me, nigga
Cause I'm going out with a fist raised
And a fist full of money, give it to the 5th grade
Drink a fifth of Hennessy and then take another fade
With a democratic politician from CA
They don't wanna see a B-L-A-C-K
Make it some scratch like a Hall of Fame DJ
Give us some free [D] J's, put us in the PJ's
Now we in the county jail, call it for a three-way
Goddamn, y'all cold
Mark of the beast, wear your goddamn barcode
Stuck in the street, wear a stock like Harpo
Black man, tell me where your goddamn heart go
Although I'm in Atlanta, milking, hunnit
Nobody never gave me shit
When I got my first chain
All the niggas tried to take it from me
I had to fight back and shit
Get it back and shit
And you rap niggas looking funny
Tryna talk back and shit
Like, he back that shit
Acting like you real or something
You nigga ain't pop no steel
Ain't pop no collar
Go pop some pills or something
You trying real hard to appeal to something
I'm being myself
My BFF's a BMW
Put your B in the NSS bus club
And the medicine that Dr.
David nigga want help
I'm at a limit where I be amazing myself
I better finish on a level with a black belt
I better end it where every rapper get killed
Like, pluck, pluck, pluck, pluck
Where the knife at?
Cut, cut, cut
Where your life at?
His career's over
He slumped over
And if I'm off beat, know I'm un-sober
That's a new flow
Plus, plus Q gave me some glitches
Nouveau, new dough for the new year
A sumo on the rap here
Not a rapper, I'm a rapter
That's a T-Rex and a V-neck for the rapture
I'm a factor, hang your facial
I'm a fracture to a fraction of one half
And I hate math
Casters like Eddie Lowe
Fuck that money, go get me
Mighty Lowe, nigga, get ya, nigga
_ Told y'all to
Fuck off Q
He got the shit Yeah, yeah
Fuck you
Out of the ass
Fuck all that
Fuck all that setbacks
Jocky D's in with this
No [Abm] one will
You are not gonna suck up my dick Do not _ _ _
He ugly didn't he mothafucka? _ _
[D] Tire marks, tire marks, finish line with the tire marks
When the relay starts I'm a runaway slave
Oh, walking on water and running on waves
God MC, oh my god you gotta see
There's never no I see me of an odyssey
I'm a block away, fire marshals moving in
Marshmallows inside my pen
Sweet 16, got a sweet 16
Any deadlier than saying I'm so apart
With a prototype but a god named protocol
You an amateur, they on a protocol
I damage you on camera and content in calendar
I don't care where you are, just blink twice and I'm there where you are
Like a [N] shadow in the dark, you a paddle in a boat
In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short
Water in a pot, flow crack rock like bam bam
Nigga have two grams, nigga pay your boy
Blam blam nigga had a black Camry
Broke a tits, said kill a [D] Cam nigga I heard boomerang niggas
Killers, 10 squibs been around shit but your mama and your bitch
Jumped off the porch when I was like 6
Uncle Bobby got the house ready back in 9-6
Kick in the door, Kate Niles all in the kitchen
[E] Way before I even heard of Mike Vick
Mom [D] made a bathroom, pop it at work
Happened on a Sunday, we should've went to church
Look at my shirt, polo on it
Stole cell lift, my logo on it
I feel no opponent, a demon come near
And I might throw a spear at the omen
You lookin' at the 2010 Rummy's
Empire, high power, HP
In your face like HD
And I spit like a HK
I'm a shot like a H3
H-U-B-C-I-T-Y-A-D-N-Y-G
Problem in Hootie, nigga
Tell the government come shoot me, nigga
Cause I'm going out with a fist raised
And a fist full of money, give it to the 5th grade
Drink a fifth of Hennessy and then take another fade
With a democratic politician from CA
They don't wanna see a B-L-A-C-K
Make it some scratch like a Hall of Fame DJ
Give us some free [D] J's, put us in the PJ's
Now we in the county jail, call it for a three-way
Goddamn, y'all cold
Mark of the beast, wear your goddamn barcode
Stuck in the street, wear a stock like Harpo
Black man, tell me where your goddamn heart go
Although I'm in Atlanta, milking, hunnit
Nobody never gave me shit
When I got my first chain
All the niggas tried to take it from me
I had to fight back and shit
Get it back and shit
And you rap niggas looking funny
Tryna talk back and shit
Like, he back that shit
Acting like you real or something
You nigga ain't pop no steel
Ain't pop no collar
Go pop some pills or something
You trying real hard to appeal to something
I'm being myself
My BFF's a BMW
Put your B in the NSS bus club
And the medicine that Dr.
David nigga want help
I'm at a limit where I be amazing myself
I better finish on a level with a black belt
I better end it where every rapper get killed
Like, pluck, pluck, pluck, pluck
Where the knife at?
Cut, cut, cut
Where your life at?
His career's over
He slumped over
And if I'm off beat, know I'm un-sober
That's a new flow
Plus, plus Q gave me some glitches
Nouveau, new dough for the new year
A sumo on the rap here
Not a rapper, I'm a rapter
That's a T-Rex and a V-neck for the rapture
I'm a factor, hang your facial
I'm a fracture to a fraction of one half
And I hate math
Casters like Eddie Lowe
Fuck that money, go get me
Mighty Lowe, nigga, get ya, nigga
_ Told y'all to
Fuck off Q
He got the shit Yeah, yeah
Fuck you
Out of the ass
Fuck all that
Fuck all that setbacks
Jocky D's in with this
No [Abm] one will
You are not gonna suck up my dick Do not _ _ _