King Kunta
Kendrick Lamar Lyrics


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I got a bone to pick
I don't want you monkey-mouth motherfuckers sittin' in my throne again
Ayy, ayy, nigga, what's happenin'? K-dot back in the hood, nigga!
I'm mad (he mad!), But I ain't stressin'
True friends
One question

Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
King Kunta, everybody wanna cut the legs off him
Kunta, black man taking no losses, oh yeah
Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
King Kunta, everybody wanna cut the legs off him
When you got the yams (what's the yams?)

The yam is the power that be (that be, that be, that be, that be, that be)
You can smell it when I'm walkin' down the street
(Oh yes, we can, oh yes, we can)
I can dig rappin'
But a rapper with a ghost writer?
What the fuck happened? (Oh no)
I swore I wouldn't tell (tell, tell, tell, tell)
But most of y'all sharing bars
Like you got the bottom bunk in a two-man cell (a two-man cell)
Something's in the water (something's in the water)
And if I gotta brown-nose for some gold
Then I'd rather be a bum than a motherfuckin' baller (oh yeah)

Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
King Kunta, everybody wanna cut the legs off him
King Kunta, black man taking no losses, oh yeah
Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
King Kunta, everybody wanna cut the legs off him (King Kunta)
When you got the yams (what's the yams?)

The yam brought it out of Richard Pryor (Pryor, Pryor, Pryor, Pryor)
Manipulated Bill Clinton with desires
24/7, 365 days times two, I was contemplatin' gettin' off stage
Just to go back to the hood, see my enemy, and say (oh yeah)

Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
King Kunta, everybody wanna cut the legs off him
King Kunta, black man taking no losses, oh yeah
Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
King Kunta, everybody wanna cut the legs off him

You goat-mouth mammyfucker
I was gonna kill a couple rappers, but they did it to themselves
Everybody's suicidal, they ain't even need my help
This shit is elementary, I'll probably go to jail
If I shoot at your identity and bounce to the left
Stuck a flag in my city, everybody's screamin', "Compton!"
I should probably run for mayor when I'm done, to be honest
And I put that on my momma and my baby boo too
20 million walkin' out the court buildin', woo-woo!
Aw, yeah, fuck the judge
I made it past 25, and there I was
A little nappy-headed nigga with the world behind him
Life ain't shit but a fat vagina
Screamin', "Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay?"
Limo tinted with the gold plates
Straight from the bottom, this the belly of the beast
From a peasant to a prince to a motherfuckin' king (oh yeah)

Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?
By the time you hear the next pop
The funk shall be within you
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
King Kunta, everybody wanna cut the legs off him
King Kunta, black man taking no losses, oh yeah
Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
King Kunta, everybody wanna cut the legs off him

Funk
Funk, funk
Funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk
We want the funk!
We want the funk!
Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it?
We want the funk!
Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it?
We want the funk!
Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it?
We want the funk!
Do you want the funk?
We want the funk!
Do you want the funk?
We want the funk
Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it?
We want the funk!





I remember you was conflicted, misusing your influence

Overall Meaning

"King Kunta" is a track from Kendrick Lamar's third studio album, "To Pimp a Butterfly", released in 2015. The song is a reference to the character Kunta Kinte from the Alex Haley book and miniseries Roots. The song is filled with allusions to African American cultural and historical references. The title “King” refers to the King of Pop, Michael Jackson, and Kendrick wonders how he’d feel about the state of black America today. The track starts with Kendrick declaring that he has a “bone to pick”; this phrase translates to having a problem or being angry with something someone has done. He is calling out his rappers who thought he might have lost his place as a rap king. Kendrick doesn't want people who don't deserve it sitting in his throne. He is expressing his frustration, but he is not stressing over it because he has "true friends" who have his back with one question: "Bitch, where you when I was walking?".


The yams are a metaphorical reference to power, like the "Force" in Star Wars, and Kendrick Lamar is the owner of the yams. Through Kendrick's lyrics, the slaves become the masters, a classic reversal of fortune trope. Kendrick feels an obligation in this song to reclaim the throne, to embody this historical and cultural figure. The funk beat backing the whole song adds to the fact that he's trying to dig in his heels and establish a stance of identity with the song. Kendrick also takes a shot at rappers with ghostwriters, implying they need other people's help to write their raps, while Kendrick himself writes his own. He suggests that they "share bars like they got the bottom bunk in a two-man cell," which means that they have very little privacy or independence.


Line by Line Meaning

I got a bone to pick
I have something important to say and address


I don't want you monkey mouth motherfuckers sittin' in my throne again
I don't want disrespectful people sitting in my position of power ever again


I'm mad (He mad), but I ain't stressin'
I am angry, but I'm not going to let it affect my mental state


Bitch where you when I was walkin'?
Where were you when I was struggling and needed support?


Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
I am now in control and have everyone's attention, and I am the best at what I do


Everybody wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta
Everyone is trying to bring me down and stop my success


Black man taking no losses
As a black man, I refuse to fail or lose in any situation


When you got the yams (What's the yams?)
'Yams' represent power in society


The yam is the power that be
The power in society is in the hands of those who possess the 'yams'


You can smell it when I'm walking down the street (Oh yes we can, oh yes we can)
My power and influence are evident simply by my presence and the way I carry myself


I can dig rapping, but a rapper with a ghost writer? What the fuck happened? (Oh no) I swore I wouldn't tell
I enjoy rapping, but when rappers use ghostwriters it ruins the authenticity and creativity of the art form


But most of y'all share bars, like you got the bottom bunk in a two-man cell (A two-man cell)
Most rappers use the same rhymes and lyrics as each other, it's like they are crammed together in a small space with no room for individuality


Something's in the water (Something's in the water)
There is something wrong with the industry, and it's affecting everyone in it


And if I got a brown nose for some gold then I'd rather be a bum than a motherfuckin' baller
I refuse to sell out my integrity for wealth and status, I'd rather be broke than fake


When you got the yams (What's the yams?)
The 'yams' represent power and influence


The yam brought it out of Richard Pryor
Richard Pryor was one of the first black comedians to gain significant influence and power in Hollywood


Manipulated Bill Clinton with desires
Bill Clinton was swayed by the 'yams' and the power they represented


24/7, 365 days times two
I am constantly working and striving for success, even and especially when the odds are against me


I was contemplatin' gettin' on stage, just to go back to the hood see my enemies and say
I want to use my success to go back and show my enemies and detractors that I have risen above their negativity and hate


I was gonna kill a couple rappers but they did it to themselves
I didn't have to take down my competition, they destroyed themselves by their own poor choices


Everybody's suicidal they don't even need my help
The industry is self-destructive, and everyone is on the brink of their own downfall


This shit is elementary, I'll probably go to jail if I shoot at your identity and bounce to the left
This situation is simple and easy to understand, but if I were to insult or attack someone's identity, I would likely face consequences


Stuck a flag in my city, everybody's screamin' 'Compton'
I have put my city on the map and represented it in a positive way, and now everyone recognizes where I came from


I should probably run for mayor when I'm done, to be honest
Given my influence and success, I could easily run for and win an election in my hometown


And I put that on my Mama and my baby boo too
I swear on the two most important people in my life that I am telling the truth and will follow through on my promises


Twenty million walkin' out the court buildin', woo woo!
I have won a massive legal battle and come out with a lot of money and acclaim


Ah yeah, fuck the judge
I am expressing my anger towards an unfair judge who tried to bring me down


I made it past 25 and there I was
As a black man in America, surviving past the age of 25 is a notable achievement


A little nappy headed nigga with the world behind him
Despite the odds being stacked against me, I have the whole world supporting me


Life ain't shit but a fat vagina
Life is a challenge and a struggle, but I refuse to let it defeat me


Screamin' 'Annie are you ok? Annie are you ok?'
Referencing Michael Jackson's song 'Smooth Criminal', as a way of addressing the issues plaguing society


Limo tinted with the gold plates
I have achieved a level of wealth and status that affords me luxury and extravagance


Straight from the bottom, this the belly of the beast
I come from a place of extreme poverty and struggle, and now find myself in the heart of the music industry


From a peasant to a prince to a motherfuckin' king
I have risen from nothing to become one of the most powerful and influential figures in the world of music




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Ahmad A. Lewis, David Blake, Johnny Burns, Kendrick Duckworth, Mark Anthony Spears, Michael Joe Jackson, Stefan Kendal Gordy

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@joosthoekaf7761

‘’I was gonna kill a couple rappers but they did it to themselves’’ that aged very well

@kch1303

April 7th line too lol...prophetic

@N94MASK

Hard

@KLLC-ut7pp

“We want the funk”

@thekornerstone3277

Aged well 😅

@Lyraid_

lmao

@talibin

Kendrick aura just increased massively after that Cole apology, every song sound harder 😂

@WillieDane

😂 bruh I swear!

@kcsinnott1606

No lie

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