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How Much A Dollar Cost

4:21Hip hop, west coast hip hop, quiet storm Album To Pimp A Butterfly 2015-03-16

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Description

Producer: LoveDragon

Producer: Dr. Dre

Composer Lyricist: Kendrick Lamar

Composer Lyricist: T. Martin

Composer Lyricist: J. Leimberg

Composer Lyricist: R. McKinney

Composer Lyricist: J. Fauntleroy

Composer Lyricist: Ronald Isley

Lyrics and translation

Original

How much a dollar really cost?

The question is detrimental, paralyzing my thoughts. Parasites in my stomach keep me waking, gut feeling, y'all. Gotta see how

I'm chilling once I park this luxury car. Hopping out feeling big as Mutombo.

20 on pump six, don't need Marcellus, call me Dumbo. Twenty years ago, can't forget. Now

I can lend him an ear or two. How to stack these residuals tenfold.

The liberal concept that men'll do. 2006, he didn't hear me. Indigenous African only spoke

Zulu. My American tongue was lurid.

Walked out the gas station, a homeless man with a sandy tan complexion asked me for ten Rand, stressing about dry land, deep water, powder blue skies that crack open. A piece of crack that he wanted.

I knew he was smoking. He begged and pleaded, asked me to feed him twice.

I didn't believe it, told him beat it. Contributing money just for his pipe, I couldn't see it.

He said, "My son, temptation is one thing that I've defeated.

Listen to me, I want a single bill from you. Nothing less, nothing more.

" I told him I didn't have it, then closed my door. Tell me how much a dollar cost.

There's more to feed your mind.

Water, sun, and love. The one you love.

All you need, the day you breathe.

He staring at me in disbelief.

My temper is building, he staring at me, I grab my key. He staring at me, I started the car, then I tried to leave.

But something told me to keep it in park until I could see the reason why he was mad at a stranger like I was supposed to save him, like I'm the reason he homeless and asking me for a favor. He staring at me, his eyes follow me with no laser.

He staring at me, I notice that his stare is contagious, 'cause now I'm staring back at him feeling some type of disrespect.

If I could throw a bat at him, it'll be aiming at his neck.

I never understood someone begging for goods, asking for a handout, was taking it if they could.

And this particular person just had it down pat, staring at me for the longest until he finally asked, "Have you ever opened up

Exodus 14? A humble man is all that we ever need.

" Tell me how much a dollar cost.

There's more to feed your mind.

Water, sun, and love. The one you love.

All you need, the day you breathe.

Keep tripping and feeling resentment.

I never met a transient that demanded attention. It got me frustrated, indecisive, and power tripping.

Sour emotions got me looking at the universe different. I should distance myself.

I should keep it relentless. My selfishness is what got me here.

Who the fuck I'm kidding?

So I'ma tell you like I told the last bum, crumbs and pennies, I need all of mines, and I recognize this type of manhandling all the time.

I got better judgment. I know when niggas hustling.

Keep in mind, when I was struggling, I didn't compromise. Now I comprehend.

I smell grandpa soul medicine reeking from your skin, moonshine and gin. Nigga, you're babbling.

Your words ain't flattering.

I'm imagining Denzel, but looking at O'Neal 'cause sound man said thrills. Your gimmick is mediocre. The jig is up.

I seen you from a mile away losing focus. And I'm insensitive, and I lack empathy.

He looked at me and said, "Your potential is bittersweet.

" I looked at him and said, "Every nickel is mines to keep. " He looked at me and said, "Know the truth, it'll set you free.

You're looking at the Messiah, the Son of Jehovah, the higher power, the choir that spoke the word, the Holy Spirit, the nerve of Nazareth.

" And I tell you just how much a dollar cost. The price of happiness, spot in Heaven, embrace your loss. I am God.

I wash my hands. I said my grace. What more do you want from me?

Tears of a clown. Guess I'm not all what is meant to be.

Shades of gray will never change.

If I condone, turn this page. Help me change to right my wrong.

English translation

How much a dollar really cost?

The question is detrimental, paralyzing my thoughts. Parasites in my stomach keep me waking, gut feeling, y'all. Gotta see how

I'm chilling once I park this luxury car. Hopping out feeling big as Mutombo.

20 on pump six, don't need Marcellus, call me Dumbo. Twenty years ago, can't forget. Now

I can lend him an ear or two. How to stack these residuals tenfold.

The liberal concept that men'll do. 2006, he didn't hear me. Indigenous African only spoke

Zulu. My American tongue was lurid.

Walked out the gas station, a homeless man with a sandy tan complexion asked me for ten Rand, stressing about dry land, deep water, powder blue skies that crack open. A piece of crack that he wanted.

I knew he was smoking. He begged and pleaded, asked me to feed him twice.

I didn't believe it, told him beat it. Contributing money just for his pipe, I couldn't see it.

He said, "My son, temptation is one thing that I've defeated.

Listen to me, I want a single bill from you. Nothing less, nothing more.

" I told him I didn't have it, then closed my door. Tell me how much a dollar cost.

There's more to feed your mind.

Water, sun, and love. The one you love.

All you need, the day you breathe.

He staring at me in disbelief.

My temper is building, he staring at me, I grab my key. He staring at me, I started the car, then I tried to leave.

But something told me to keep it in park until I could see the reason why he was mad at a stranger like I was supposed to save him, like I'm the reason he homeless and asking me for a favor. He staring at me, his eyes follow me with no laser.

He staring at me, I notice that his stare is contagious, 'cause now I'm staring back at him feeling some type of disrespect.

If I could throw a bat at him, it'll be aiming at his neck.

I never understood someone begging for goods, asking for a handout, was taking it if they could.

And this particular person just had it down pat, staring at me for the longest until he finally asked, "Have you ever opened up

Exodus 14? A humble man is all that we ever need.

" Tell me how much a dollar cost.

There's more to feed your mind.

Water, sun, and love. The one you love.

All you need, the day you breathe.

Keep tripping and feeling resentment.

I never met a transient that demanded attention. It got me frustrated, indecisive, and power tripping.

Sour emotions got me looking at the universe different. I should distance myself.

I should keep it relentless. My selfishness is what got me here.

Who the fuck I'm kidding?

So I'ma tell you like I told the last bum, crumbs and pennies, I need all of mines, and I recognize this type of manhandling all the time.

I got better judgment. I know when niggas hustling.

Keep in mind, when I was struggling, I didn't compromise. Now I comprehend.

I smell grandpa soul medicine reeking from your skin, moonshine and gin. Nigga, you're babbling.

Your words ain't flattering.

I'm imagining Denzel, but looking at O'Neal 'cause sound man said thrills. Your gimmick is mediocre. The jig is up.

I seen you from a mile away losing focus. And I'm insensitive, and I lack empathy.

He looked at me and said, "Your potential is bittersweet.

" I looked at him and said, "Every nickel is mines to keep. " He looked at me and said, "Know the truth, it'll set you free.

You're looking at the Messiah, the Son of Jehovah, the higher power, the choir that spoke the word, the Holy Spirit, the nerve of Nazareth.

" And I tell you just how much a dollar cost. The price of happiness, spot in Heaven, embrace your loss. I am God.

I wash my hands. I said my grace. What more do you want from me?

Tears of a clown. Guess I'm not all what is meant to be.

Shades of gray will never change.

If I condone, turn this page. Help me change to right my wrong.

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