Poetic Justice
Kendrick Lamar Lyrics

Every second, every minute, man I swear that she can get it
I find myself easily attracted to her every time

Say if you a bad bitch put your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
If you're feeling confident, show it off

Tell 'em dim the lights down right now, put me in the mood
I want a relaxed, intimate, and sensual ambience

I'm talking 'bout dark room, perfume
I mean an atmosphere where we can smell your fragrance better

Go, go
Let's keep the momentum going

I recognize your fragrance (hol' up)
I recognize and am attracted to your scent

You ain't never gotta say shit (woo)
You don't have to say anything to me to get my attention

And I know your taste is
I'm aware that you have certain refined qualities

A little bit (mmm) high maintenance (ooh)
You have a bit of an upscale vibe

Everybody else basic
Compared to you, everyone else is average

You live life on an everyday basis
You are someone who lives life to the fullest every day

With poetic justice, poetic justice
Our love and experiences can be seen with poetic imagery

If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
If I told you that something beautiful came out of something that had potential for darkness, would you believe it?

I mean I write poems in these songs dedicated to you
I write songs that express my love for you and discuss aspects of our relationship

When you're in the mood for empathy, there's blood in my pen
When you want to feel a deep emotional connection, my words and feelings are there for you

Better yet where your friends and them?
Where are your close friends and can I meet them?

I really wanna know you all
I really want to get to know you and your friends on a deeper level

I really wanna show you off
I want to proudly show you to my friends and everyone else

Fuck that, pour up plenty of champagne
Forget worrying about anything else, let's just drink champagne and enjoy the night

Cold nights when you curse this name
On cold nights, when you feel lonely or upset, think of me and curse my name

You called up your girlfriends and
You called your friends and

Y'all curled in that little bitty Range I heard that
You guys went out in your small car and I heard about it

She wanna go and party, she wanna go and party
She wants to go out and have a good time

Nigga don't approach her with that Atari
A guy shouldn't try and flirt with her using outdated methods

Nigga that ain't good game, homie, sorry
That approach won't get you far, sorry man

They say conversation, rule a nation, I can tell
People say that communication is key, and I have experienced it myself

But I could never right my wrongs
I can never correct my mistakes on my own

'Less I write it down for real, P.S
Unless I seriously document my apology or correction, I won't be able to fix it

You can get it, you can get it
You can have me or anything you want

And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
I know your desires and preferences

Poetic justice, put it in a song
Our relationship can be talked about poetically in a song

I really hope you play this
I hope you listen to this song

'Cause ol' girl you test my patience
You are testing my patience, girl

With all these seductive photographs and all these one off vacations
You take a lot of seductive pictures and go on short, one-time vacations

You've been taken
You have been taken for granted or by someone else

Clearly a lot for me to take in
I have a lot of information to take in

It don't make sense
It doesn't make sense, what happened

Young East African Girl, you too busy fucking with your other man
You're too preoccupied with another man, despite being African

I was trying to put you on game, put you on a plane
I was trying to show you some valuable information and take you somewhere

Take you and your mama to the motherland
I wanted to take both you and your mother back to your country of origin

I could do it, maybe one day
There is a possibility that I'll be able to do it someday

When you figure out you're gonna need someone
When you realize that you'll need someone in your life

When you figure out it's all right here in the city
When you realize that everything you need is right here in the city, with me

And you don't run from where we come from
And you don't forget or neglect our roots or beginnings

That sound like poetic justice, poetic justice
That sounds like the kind of poetic justice we deserve

You were so new to this life but God damn you got adjusted
You were new to this lifestyle, yet you adapted really well to it

I mean I write poems in these songs, dedicated to the fun sex
I write lyrics in my songs that relate to our sexual experiences and pleasures

Your natural hair and your soft skin, and your big ass in that sundress (ooh)
I'm attracted to the natural, sensual qualities of your hair, skin, and body in a sundress

Good God, what you doing that walk for?
Wow, you look sexy while walking, why are you even doing that?

When I see that thing move, I just wish we would fight less
When I see you move in that way, I just wish we could have fewer arguments

And we would talk more
And instead, we would have more open, honest conversations

And they say communication save relations, I can tell
People say that communication is important for saving relationships, and I agree

Every time I write these words they become a taboo
Every time I write these lyrics down, they become forbidden or censored in some way

Making sure my punctuation curve, every letter here's true
I'm being careful with my writing, making sure that each letter is honest and true

Living my life in the margin and that metaphor was proof
Living my life on the edge is a metaphor that is proven in my writing

I'm talking poetic justice, poetic justice
I am referring to our relationship again with poetic imagery

I mean you need to hear this
I think you really need to hear this song

Love is not just a verb, it's you looking in the mirror
Love is not just a word, it's about introspection and self-love

Love is not just a verb, it's you looking for a maybe
Love is not just a word, it's about looking for the potential of love in someone else

Call me crazy, we can both be insane
Call me crazy, we can both be crazy in love

A fatal attraction is common
An attraction that can be dangerous is common

And what we have common is pain
What we have in common is the pain we share and experience together

Love is not just a verb and I can see power steering
Love is not just a word, and I can see the ways it is steering us in our lives

Sex drive when you swerve, I want that interference
I can feel your sexual energy and desire and I want it to mix with mine

It's coherent, I can hear it, mmhm
Our connection is clear and I can feel it strongly

That's your heartbeat
That's the sound of your heart, beating with mine

It either caught me or it called me, mmhm
Your heart either caught my attention or is calling out to me

Breathe slow and you'll find gold mines in these lines
If you listen attentively and breathe deeply, you'll find many important messages in these lyrics

Sincerely, yours truly
With sincerity and love, yours truly

And right before you go blind
And just before you can no longer see or overlook my love

I'm gon' ask you one more time, homie
I'm going to ask you one more time, friend

Where is you from? Or it is a problem (ask him if he here for Sherane)
Where are you from? Or is that an issue? Ask him if he's here to see Sherane.

Ayy, you over here for Sherane, homie?
Hey, are you here to see Sherane, friend?

I don't care who this nigga over here for
I don't care who this guy is here for

If he don't tell me where he from, it's a wrap I'm sorry
If he doesn't tell me where he's from, then it's over, I'm sorry

Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, we gon' do it like this, okay?
Wait, we need to do this differently, okay?

I'ma tell you where I'm from, okay?
I'll tell you where I'm from, okay?

You gon' tell me where you from, okay?
You'll tell me where you're from, too, right?

Or where your grandma stay, where your mama stay
Or where your grandma or mom live, specifically?

Or where your daddy stay, okay? Fuck with all this talkin'
Or where your dad lives, okay? Forget all this talking.

As a matter of fact, get out the van, homie
Actually, get out of the car, man.