Worldwide Steppers Song Lyrics by Kendrick Lamar
Kodak Black, OklamaEckhart TolleAnd this here is the big stepper
I’m a killer, he’s a killer, she’s a killer, bitchWe some killers, walkin’ zombies, tryna scratch that itchGermaphobic, hetero and
I am not for the faint of heartMy genetic build can build multi-universes, the man of GodPlayin’ “Baby Shark” with my daughterWatchin’ for sharks outside at the same timeLife as a protective father, I’d kill for herMy son Enoch is the part twoWhen I expire, my children’ll make higher valleysIn this present moment, I saw that throughAsk Whitney about my lust addictionText messagin’ bitches got my thumbs hurtSet precedent for a new sacreligionWriter’s block for two years, nothin’ moved meAsked God to speak through me, that’s what you hear nowThe voice of yours trulyTeleport out my own body for comfortI don’t pass judgment, past life regressions keep me in questionWhere did I come from? I don’t think like I used toNo, I don’t blink like I used toAwkward stares at everybody, see the flesh of manBut still, this man compared to nobodyYesterday, I prayed to the flowers and treesGratification to the powers that beSynchronization with my energy chakras, the ghost of Dr. SebiPaid it forward, cleaned out my toxins, bacteria heavySciatica nerve pinch, I don’t know how to feelLike the first time I fucked a white bitch
The first time I fucked a white bitchI was sixteen at the PalisadesFumblin’ my grades, I traveled with the teamThe apache life, Centennial was likeWhen Ms. Baker screamed at DoughboyMixed that with Purple RainThey interchanged the seamsHappy just to be out the hoodWith all the wealthy kidsCredit cards and family plansShe drove her daddy’s BenzI found out that he was a sheriffThat was a win-winBecause he had locked up Uncle PerryShe paid her daddy’s sinsNext time I fucked a white bitchWas out in Copenhagengood kid, m.A.A.d city tourI flourished on them stagesWhitney asked did I have a problemI said, “I might be racist”Ancestors watchin’ me fuck was like retaliation
I’m a killer, he’s a killer, she’s a killer, bitchWe some killers, walkin’ zombies, tryna scratch that itchGermaphobic, hetero and homophobicPhotoshoppin’ lies and motivesHide your eyes, then pose for the pic
What the-
Eight billion people on Earth, silent murderersNon-profits, preachers and church, crooks and burglars (woo)Hollywood corporate in school, teachin’ philosophiesYou either gon’ be dead or in jail, killer psychologySilent murderer, what’s your body count? Who your sponsorship?Objectified so many bitches, I killed their confidence (what the-)The media’s the new religion, you killed the consciousness (what the fuck?)Your jealousy is way too pretentious, you killed accomplishments (what the fuck?)Niggas killed freedom of speech, everyone sensitive (what the fuck?)If your opinion fuck ’round and leak, might as well send your will (what the-)The industry has killed the creators, I’ll be the first to say (what the fuck?)To each exec’, “I’m saving your children, ” we can’t negotiate (what the-)I caught a couple of bodies myself, slid my communityMy last Christmas toy drive in Compton handed out eulogiesNot because the rags in the park had red gradientBut because the high blood pressure flooded the caterin’So what’s the difference ‘tween your life when hidin’ motives?More fatalities and reality brung you closureThe noble person that goes to work and pray like they ‘posed to?Slaughter people too, your murder’s just a bit slower
I’m a killer, he’s a killer, she’s a killer, bitch (what the fuck?)We some killers, walkin’ zombies, tryna scratch that itch (what the-)Germaphobic, hetero and homophobicPhotoshoppin’ lies and motivesHide your eyes, then pose for the pic