Текст песни Poetic Justice

Every second, every minute
Man I swear that she can get it
Say if you a bad bitch put your hands up high
Hands up high, hands up high

Tell 'em dim the lights down right now, put me in the mood
I'm talking 'bout dark room, perfume
Go, go

I recognize your fragrance, hold up
You ain't never gotta say shit, whoo
And I know your taste is
A little bit, mmm, high maintenance, ooh

Everybody else basic
You live life on an everyday basis
With poetic justice, poetic justice
If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room
Would you trust it?

I mean I write poems in these songs dedicated to you
When you're in the mood for empathy, there's blood in my pen
Better yet, where your friends and them?
I really wanna know you all
I really wanna show you off

Fuck that, pour up plenty of champagne
Cold nights when you curse this name
You called up your girlfriends and
Y'all curled in that little bitty Range, I heard that

She wanna go and party, she wanna go and party
Nigga don't approach her with that Atari
Nigga that ain't good game, homie, sorry

They say conversation rule a nation, I can tell
But I could never right my wrongs
'Less I write it down for real, P.S.

You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can get it
And I know just, know just, know just, know just
Know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song, alright

You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can get it
And I know just, know just, know just, know just
Know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song, alright

I really hope you play this
'Cause oh girl, you test my patience
With all these seductive photographs
And all these one off vacations you've been taking
Clearly a lot for me to take in, it don't make sense

Young East African girl
You too busy fucking with your other man
I was trying to put you on game, put you on a plane
Take you and your mama to the motherland

I could do it, maybe one dayKendrick Lamar - Poetic Justice - http://ru.motolyrics.com/kendrick-lamar/poetic-justice-lyrics.html
When you figure out you're gonna need someone
When you figure out it's all right here in the city
And you don't run from where we come from

That sound like poetic justice, poetic justice
You were so new to this life, but goddamn you got adjusted
I mean I write poems in these songs, dedicated to the front sex
Your natural hair and your soft skin
And your big ass in that sundress, oh

Good god, what you doing that walk for?
When I see that thing move
I just wish we would fight less and we would talk more

They say communication save relations, I can tell
But I can never right my wrongs
Unless I write them down for real, P.S.

You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can get it
And I know just, know just, know just, know just
Know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song, alright

You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can get it
And I know just, know just, know just, know just
Know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song, alright

Every time I write these words they become a taboo
Making sure my punctuation curve, every letter is true
Living my life in the margin and that metaphor was proof
I'm talking poetic justice, poetic justice

If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room
Would you trust it?
I mean you need to hear this

Love is not just a verb, it's you looking in the mirror
Love is not just a verb, it's you looking for it, maybe
Call me crazy, We can both be insane

A fatal attraction is common
And what we have common is pain
I mean you need to hear this

Love is not just a verb and I can see power steering
Sex drive when you swerve
I want that interference
It's coherent, I can hear it, mmhmm

That's your heartbeat
It either caught me or it called me, mmhmm
Breathe slow and you'll find gold mines in these lines
Sincerely, yours truly
And right before you go blind, P.S.

You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can get it
And I know just, know just, know just, know just
Know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song, alright