[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us
They not like us, they not like us

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Psst, I see dead people
Mustard on the beat, ho
Ayy, Mustard on the beat, ho
Deebo, any rap nigga, he a free throw
Man down, call an amber lamps, tell him, “Breathe, bro”
Nail a nigga to the cross, he walk around like Teezo
What’s up with these jabroni ass niggas tryna see Compton?
The industry can hate me, fuck ’em all and they mamas
How many opps you really got? I mean, it’s too many options
I’m finna pass on this body, I’m John Stockton
Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin’

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us

Album: Not Like Us (2024)