BET – Kendrick Lamar & TDE Cypher From 2013 BET Hip-Hop Awards

By - October 16th, 2013

BET   Kendrick Lamar & TDE Cypher From 2013 BET Hip Hop Awards

Earlier this month, a snippet of Kendrick Lamar‘s verse from the 2013 BET Hip-Hop Awards cypher began making the rounds, featuring the Compton rapper seemingly taking shots at Drake. Last night, the full cypher aired during the awards telecast, and it was clear that Kendrick was indeed calling out the Canadian rapper/sweater enthusiast. Over the ominous strains of Mobb Deep’s classic “Shook Ones Part II,” Kendrick dropped the following lyrical salvo: “Yeah, and nothing’s been the same since they dropped ‘Control’/ And tucked a sensitive rapper back in his pajama clothes/ Ha-ha joke’s on you, high-five, I’m bulletproof/ Your shit’ll never penetrate/ Pin the tail on the donkey/ Boy you been a fake.” Check out the video below, along with a transcript of Kendrick’s full verse.

I hate y’all, I’ll do anything to replace y’all
Shout out to Face Mob. A ghetto boy ’til I’m unemployed with a day job
And kicking boxes, I kick a** and then kick knowledge
I’m way more polished than 99 percent of the scholars
You thought had graduated
I’m the master that masturbated on your favorite MC
And to the industry that wanted me assassinated
You either corny or an opportunist
I let you eat now go back to church and steal crackers at communion
What I’m doing
I’m about to crack the Da Vinci code, yeah
And nothing’s been the same since they dropped ‘Control’
And tucked a sensitive rapper back in his pajama clothes
Ha, ha, joke’s on you
High five
I’m bulletproof, your shots’ll never penetrate
Pin the tail on the donkey, boy you’ve been a fake
I got my thumb on hip-hop and my foot in the back of your a**
Aftermath get the last laugh
I serve n****s like Master Geoffrey
Jump on this curb
Turn a shottie to a verb if you let me
You know I’m a killer, I’m on your head
You know I’m a killer, The West Coast Cosa Nostra
Under oath ’til it’s over
Ya over owe us
So what the f***?
I f*** you n****s up
I f*** you n****s up
She suck and f***
I f***in’ duck you f***in’ n****s like when I want
You going dutch
You going f***in’ nuts
Acting irrational
Pop you then pop an Adderrall
Know the drill like a lateral, n****
I’m more Pappy Mason than Pastor Mason
Pacing back and forth
Racing my thoughts on embracing data
I spilled blood on my apron cooking this s*** up
I feel like some of y’all is hating
Quite frankly ya b**** booty should thank me for grabbing it
Turn these hoodrats to actresses
What a f***in’ magic trick
Accidents never happen when murder’s involved
Immaculate tactics so follow me
If you need me just call on me
I say “Hold up wait a minute”
Your career ain’t s*** unless you got some Kendrick in it
Your p**** ain’t s***
Ain’t no rumors left on my d*** unless you look like Jordin Sparks
Make my mark on the c***, mouah
Hollywood’s been good to me
Little hood n**** used to pawn mom’s jewelry
Family jewels big as f*** and I got the balls to say it
Balls deep, balling out ’til Spalding need a replacement
I’m outchea
the rest of your mouth chea
Invest in a vest
A Vietnam vet when you out near
The white court building spilling its Merlot
Fillin’ a woman
Pimp the industry
Remember these Stacy Adams and fur coats
Shook, you’re scared to death
You’re scared to look
In the mirror when Kendrick is near ya
King Kendrick