Kendrick Lamar & Kodak Black – Silent Hill Lyrics

Silent Hill Lyrics By Kendrick Lamar

Silent Hill Lyrics
Silent Hill Lyrics
  • Artist Kendrick Lamar
  • Featured Kodak Black
  • Title Silent Hill
  • Album Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers

Hey, oh, yo
Why oh, why oh, why oh, why you keep fuckin' with me?
You gon' make me jump out my skin, believe me
Push these **** off me like, "Huh"
Push these bitches off me like, "Huh"
Push these **** off me like, "Huh"
Pushin' the snakes, I'm pushin' the fakes
I'm pushin' 'em all off me like, "Huh"
Pushin' 'em all off me like, "Huh"
Yeah
Uh-huh, I be immune to shit, uh-huh
Tuckin' the broom and shit, uh-huh
They wanna assume and shit, uh-huh
Know you a joke, my ancestor close
I howl at the moon and shit, uh-huh
Know the results, the ballot is in
Man, I'm 'bout to boom again, uh-huh
You funny, dawg
Peek-a-boo, can't hide behind your money, dawg
A week or two, I meditate on runnin' lost
Swerve, swerve, swerve, shake the currents off, yeah
Push these **** off me like, "Huh"
Push these bitches off me like, "Huh"
Push these **** off me like, "Huh"
Pushin' the snakes, I'm pushin' the fakes
I'm pushin' 'em all off me like, "Huh"
Pushin' 'em all off me like, "Huh"
Yeah
Head up
Chest out
Silence
I'm stressed out (Shhh)
Be quiet
I'm stressed out
Stressed out, stressed out, stressed
Pick my daughter up
She need all the love
I need all the love
I mean all of us
It's like 6 o'clock
Bitch, you talk too much
You makin' it awkward, love
I mean, it's hard enough
I mean, it's—
They don't fuck with me, even if they could
Pull out the stick, hit a bitch with the wood
First to park Rolls Royce, 'vert in the hood
Don't worry 'bout us over here, we good
The AP Roman numeral
E'rywhere I go, I need pharmaceuticals
I ran my whole conglomerate
I was just mappin' shit out in the cubicle
Suicide coupe, it's a funeral
Trackhawk launch like a slingshot
Big ol' ruby diamond on my pinky finger
That bitch look like a Ring Pop
Money on my mind, money on your head
Can't ride three times when you comin' through the 'jects
Red Cross kept a **** fed
In the studio with K.Dot, fresh out the feds
Yeah, you **** can't stand the rain
**** don't stand a chance
Yeah, Chevrolet, candy paint
I spend a band in a Benz
I call the bae off a Google app
I'm the type to get my shooter whacked
I had to survive off a tuna pack
Five percent tint on the whip like, "Who was that?"
Coupe take off like it's mad
Beat the dope with a fork, I'm whippin' up Sudafed
I'm doing scams in the lab
Every Thursday, girl's day, spendin' time with my daughter
Made me go harder
Every Sunday, son's day, teach my boy to be a man
I ain't have no father
Fell in love with the block, I ain't had no park
Just a sawed-off shotgun, Mossberg
We stackin' that money up proper
Awkward diamonds look like marbles
Audemars water, aqua, beatin' the block up till we spout 'em
I don't want your ice, but I want your life, but fuck it, I still might rob 'em
Dawg
Push these **** off me like, "Huh"
Push these bitches off me like, "Huh"
Push these **** off me like, "Huh"
Pushin' the snakes, I'm pushin' the fakes
I'm pushin' 'em all off me like, "Huh"
Pushin' 'em all off me like, "Huh"
Yeah
Head up
Chest out
Silence
I'm stressed out (Shhh)
Be quiet
I'm stressed out
Stressed out, stressed out, stressed out

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