🔊K.DOT (tribute)🔊

Clear male vocals, Heavy bass, Rap, chicago, rap, hip, hop, high pitch vocal sample, passion, cloud rap, hip hop, Synth-heavy, beats, Dark Bubblegum, Darkwave, Smooth bass lines, Haunting Synths

April 17, 2025 at 5:08 PMv3.5

[Intro]
Kendrick Lamar, they say he's a star when he be spittin' them bars just like bruno mars, he want that loyalty, so we'll deliver it to him, now thats some royalty

[Verse 1] 
It started in Compton, a poet was born,
Voice of the struggle, rose outta the storm.
Kendrick Lamar, with a pen like a sword,
Cut through the silence, truth can’t be ignored.

[Verse 2] 
Good Kid, M.A.A.D City, he painted the scene,
Of a young Black youth caught between two dreams. One of survival, one of the skies,
But the streets keep talkin’ and bullets still fly.
Peer pressure heavy, but his vision broke through. Tales of redemption and battles with fate, K. Dot ain’t just rap — he educate.

[Chorus]
This is more than a beat, more than a rhyme,
Kendrick speak truth, every single line.
From “Alright” to “The Heart,” he carries the flame,
Rappin' for the people, not just the fame. 🎶

[Verse 2]
To Pimp a Butterfly, a lyrical shrine,
Black pain, Black pride, he redefined.
Took jazz, took funk, made it all align,
Dropped “King Kunta” — yeah, that boy got spine. He said, “We gon’ be alright,” gave the world hope,
When the system's knee on the neck, hard to cope.

[Verse 3]
Fear, pride, love, and wrestling with pain.
Every album a mirror, every track a confession,
Like, “What’s loyalty? What’s real progression?”
He don't flex chains, he reflect change,
Legacy deep, like roots in the grain.

[Chorus]
This is more than a beat, more than a rhyme,
Kendrick speak truth, every single line.
From “Alright” to “The Heart,” he carries the flame,
Rappin' for the people, not just the fame.

Bridge]
He’s not just a rapper, he’s part of the fight,
With rhythm and reason, he shines through the night.
A Pulitzer Prize, now that’s a new height,
For bars that spark thought and give wrongs some light.

[Outro]
So here’s to the poet, the voice in the dark,
Kendrick Lamar — that name leaves a mark.
From Section.80 to Mr. Morale,
He gave us the real, and he gave it with style.

Written by RoyaltyWolf

[Intro] Kendrick Lamar, they say he's a star when he be spittin' them bars just like bruno mars, he want that loyalty, so we'll deliver it to him, now thats some royalty [Verse 1] It started in Compton, a poet was born, Voice of the struggle, rose outta the storm. Kendrick Lamar, with a pen like a sword, Cut through the silence, truth can’t be ignored. [Verse 2] Good Kid, M.A.A.D City, he painted the scene, Of a young Black youth caught between two dreams. One of survival, one of the skies, But the streets keep talkin’ and bullets still fly. Peer pressure heavy, but his vision broke through. Tales of redemption and battles with fate, K. Dot ain’t just rap — he educate. [Chorus] This is more than a beat, more than a rhyme, Kendrick speak truth, every single line. From “Alright” to “The Heart,” he carries the flame, Rappin' for the people, not just the fame. 🎶 [Verse 2] To Pimp a Butterfly, a lyrical shrine, Black pain, Black pride, he redefined. Took jazz, took funk, made it all align, Dropped “King Kunta” — yeah, that boy got spine. He said, “We gon’ be alright,” gave the world hope, When the system's knee on the neck, hard to cope. [Verse 3] Fear, pride, love, and wrestling with pain. Every album a mirror, every track a confession, Like, “What’s loyalty? What’s real progression?” He don't flex chains, he reflect change, Legacy deep, like roots in the grain. [Chorus] This is more than a beat, more than a rhyme, Kendrick speak truth, every single line. From “Alright” to “The Heart,” he carries the flame, Rappin' for the people, not just the fame. Bridge] He’s not just a rapper, he’s part of the fight, With rhythm and reason, he shines through the night. A Pulitzer Prize, now that’s a new height, For bars that spark thought and give wrongs some light. [Outro] So here’s to the poet, the voice in the dark, Kendrick Lamar — that name leaves a mark. From Section.80 to Mr. Morale, He gave us the real, and he gave it with style. Written by RoyaltyWolf