[Intro]
See any angels in the city
See any angels in the city

[Verse 1: The Game]
Tell them motherfuckers I'm forever paid (See any angels in the city)
California king, wrestle gators in that Everglade
Drive up out that motherfuckin' swamp in an Escalade
So before you put that red rag in your pocket, I wanna see your fuckin' resume
Started off on ground zero, then I start to levitate
Rip rappers a new asshole, I never hesitate
Dre Beats on, smokin' that chronic just to meditate
I'ma give 'em hurricanes until another levee break
You n***as is featherweight, I'm Aftermath's heavyweight
Now Dre's weapon of mass destruction is 'bout to detonate
When the n***a Wack found me, shit, I was sellin' weight
Now a n***a's sellin' millions, now it's time to celebrate
Performin' in front of millions, n***a, every race
Six-four in a '64, now watch the Chevy scrape
Fourth album, no five mics? Then let 'em hate
But I'm not stoppin' 'til I'm the fuckin' king in every state

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
(See any angels in the city)
Recognize my life, ridicule my fight
Give me fuel for the fire burnin' when I yearn these lights
In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write
Get familiar with Cartwright, 'cause I want that shot (See any angels in the city)
I'm a raging bull when the needle drops
For the record, I'ma wreck it even if my record don't pop
I'ma tie a knot on a downtown buildin'
Let it tow behind me, tell 'em they can find me in the dark with the ghetto children
Look at my heart, n***a, fuck your feelings, this is me (See any angels in the city)
[Verse 2: The Game]
I'm sick of motherfuckers talkin' 'bout the West died
Can't you hear my heart beatin'? That's the motherfuckin' Westside
You test me, you test God, I'm His son
It say in Psalms, you come at me, then I can split you with this tommy gun
You won't have no time to run
I'm from the Compton slums, and that's how the West ride
I'm from the city where two of the best died
Rest in peace to both of 'em, spit like I'm the ghost of 'em
Damn, I said I spit like I'm the ghost of 'em
Name your top ten, I'm harder than the most of 'em
Matter fact, shorten your list, n***a, top five
Game, Biggie, Hov, probably Pac, Nas
No particular order, bet a mil' that I slaughter
And serve n***as, give a fuck what you ordered
How dare you n***as pop fly?
When I'm the n***a sold five mil' out the gate and numbers do not lie

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
(See any angels in the city)
Recognize my life, ridicule my fight
Give me fuel for the fire burnin' when I yearn these lights
In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write
Get familiar with Cartwright, 'cause I want that shot (See any angels in the city)
I'm a raging bull when the needle drops
For the record, I'ma wreck it even if my record don't pop
I'ma tie a knot on a downtown buildin'
Let it tow behind me, tell 'em they can find me in the dark with the ghetto children
Look at my heart, n***a, fuck your feelings, this is me (See any angels in the city)
[Verse 3: The Game]
I gave you The Documentary, shit was a classic
Gave you Doctor's Advocate, you ripped it out the package
Came with LAX, since critics said it was average
I was stressed the fuck out, torn between Aftermath and
Geffen, Interscope, now I got you in the scope
Spillin' red ink on the paper, it's like my pen is broke
And this is what you all been waitin' for
I'm the lost angel knockin' on Satan's door
What the fuck y'all take me for? I love you 'cause you hate me more
I'm Kobe on the Lakers floor, except I give you eighty-four
Shake you like Haiti's floor
Walk up on you like, "What's goin' on, baby boy?" Shots in that Mercedes door
Either I'm crazy or the Black Slim Shady or
Could that be the reason that Baby said he would pay me more?
But I still owe Jimmy one more album
The best the West ever seen, no disrespect to Calvin

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
(See any angels in the city)
Recognize my life, ridicule my fight
Give me fuel for the fire burnin' when I yearn these lights
In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write
Get familiar with Cartwright, 'cause I want that shot (See any angels in the city)
I'm a raging bull when the needle drops
For the record, I'ma wreck it even if my record don't pop
I'ma tie a knot on a downtown buildin'
Let it tow behind me, tell 'em they can find me in the dark with the ghetto children
Look at my heart, n***a, fuck your feelings, this is me (See any angels in the city)
[Verse 4: Kendrick Lamar]
Kendrick, and I wear pendant on my shoulder, soldier
Like a lieutenant, and the coupe tinted, got pulled over
Johnny always lock a n***a down, knowin' damn well we don't wanna see the box like Manny Pacquiao
Little n***a Mayweather size, ride like Pac in his prime, Thug Life is now on radar
'Til the federal come through and raid ours
Reminiscin' when the LA Raiders
Was in my home
Snapback fitted on my uncle's dome
And I don't condone dickridin'
I'm addicted to Westsidin'
Livin' in a city where the skinny n***as die and the semi bullets fly, but it turned me to a lion
Tryin'
And I mean that shit
Game came through, put the city on his back
I was in the city when a n***a had seen that shit
Compton, a n***a gotta scream that shit
Never went commercial, never TV screened that shit
Can't block or screen that shit
Now everybody sing that shit

[Outro]
Red is a very emotionally intense color
It enhances human metabolism
Increases respiration rate
And raises blood pressure
It is very high visibility
Which is why stop signs, stop lights, and fire equipment are usually painted red
It also represents one-third of California's gang population
Needless to say
Please dress accordingly while visiting the Los Angeles area
Also, tuck your jewelry
And keep your hands inside your vehicle
Thank you
Enjoy