Night of the Living Junkies
Kendrick Lamar Lyrics

I remember, uh When my uncles Served smokers On Alondra In front of our building, they was my heroes
I recall how my uncles used to sell drugs in front of our building, and they were my inspiration and heroes.

This shit is so dope, you might wanna be my crackhead This shit is so dope, you might wanna be my crackhead Bad bitches, crackheads, street niggas, crackheads This shit is so dope, you might wanna be my crackhead
The music is so good that people might become addicted to it like drugs, and even those who are undesirable in society might become fans.

Uh, and that's scary to me Dope beat, dope flow, vary to me Especially when Soundwave is on his P's Nigga cue me in I'm a Peruvian drug lord Don't fast forward I'mma serve you some keys This is crack co-caine, I'm Kurt Co-bain And I bang like a C-R-I-P, P-I-R-U, high you I'm a I-V (This shit is so dope, you might wanna be my crack) Stop I said a I-V cuz when I be in the studio, I shot A needle in your veins, take it in vain or itch till your eyeballs pop I'm cold on the cold turkey I hate chickens but I do fuck pretty birdies Where your girl at? Over the Pyrex, where my world at
The artist is scared of how his music might have a powerful impact on people. He compares himself to a drug lord and the music to drugs. He brags about his skills and his record producer, Soundwave. He also makes references to gang life and drug addiction. He mentions how he likes pretty women but disrespects them at the same time.

Uh, and it's scary to me Every listener is a strawberry to me You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease Z's on K. Dot? Uh-uh better wake up A nightmare, I'm right there like a Siamese Twin, when, you mothafuckas gon' learn? Curl up like Big Worm when I drop Who fly? I'm a red eye with eye drops I Big, I Pac You Chris, I Rock That's pookie on New Jack head first with a cyclops I'm the first one to do that I bet you never knew that Back like a tail bone, who you got to tell on? If ain't about me about ho it be about face if you ain't on higher learning There's soda in the pot and the fire burning
The artist continues his fear of the impact of his music on people. He considers his listeners as weak and vulnerable like strawberries. He boasts of his rap skills and warns his opponents to be scared. He also makes references to iconic rappers like Biggie, Pac, and Chris Rock, and brags about his unique style. He also references drug addiction again.

Uh, and it's scary to carry a smooth type flow like a drink of Merlot That'll freak ya'll out like a girl Virgo, when I turbo on any track It's a Reynold's wrap and I rap like a nigga who invented rap, rapping heat You can fall defeat if you don't pay ya tolls like the limbs on ya feet
The artist expresses his fear of his own talent and skill, and how it might surprise people. He is confident in his abilities and compares his rap to Reynolds rap. He also warns people to respect him.

I suppose, this is bigger than life, this is probably everybody, Illuminati Guess I'm the blood sacrifice of the party, I undress her like a Harley Lights will flash, cars will crash, smoke more junk while the junkies laugh So my bad if I put you in rehab, you are reimbursed put it on my tab
The artist acknowledges the bigger impact of music and expresses his belief that he is part of an Illuminati-like group. He brags about the power he has over women and describes how his music will create chaos and disorder. He also takes responsibility for addicted fans and offers to pay for their rehabilitation.