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meet the grahams chords by Kendrick Lamar
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Intro 1
Verse 1
Dear
Adonis
I'm
sorry
that
that
man
is
your father,
let
me
be
honest
It
takes
a man
to
be
a man,
your dad
is not
responsive
I look
at
him
and wish
your
grandpa
woulda
wore
a
condom
I'm sorry
that
you gotta
grow
up
and then
stand
behind
him
Life
is hard,
I know,
the
challenges
always
gon'
beat
us
home
Sometimes
our
parents
make
mistakes
that
affect
us
until
we
grown
And
you're
a
good
kid
that
need
good
lead
ership
Let me
be
your
mentor
since
your daddy
don't
teach
you shit
Never
let
a
man
piss
on your
leg,
son
Either
you
die
right
there
or pop
that
man
in the
head,
son
Never
fall
in the
escort
busi
ness,
that's
bad
religion
Please
remember,
you
could be
a
bitch
even
if
you
got
bitches
Nev
er
code-switch,
whether
whether
right
or wrong,
you
a Black
man
Even
if
it
don't
bene
fit
your
goals,
do some
push-ups,
get
get some
discipline
Don't
cut
them
corners
like
your daddy
did,
fuck
what
Ozempic did
Don't
pay
to
play
with
them
Brazilians,
get
a
gym
membership
Understand,
no
throwin'
rocks
and hidin'
hands,
that's
law
Don't
be
ashamed
'bout
who
you wit',
that's
how
he treat
your moms
Don't
have
a kid
to hide
a kid
to hide
again,
be sure
Five
percent
will
comprehend,
but
ninety-five
is
is lost
Be
proud
of who
you
are,
your strength
come from
within
Lotta
super
stars
that's
real,
but
your daddy
ain't one
of them
And
you
nothin'
like
him,
you'll
carry
yourself
as
king
Can't
understand
me right
now?
Just
Interlude 1
play
this
when you
eighteen
Verse 2
Dear
Sandra
Your
son
got some
habits,
I hope
you
don't
undermine
them
Especially
with
all the
girls
that's hurt
inside
this
climate
You
a
woman,
so
you
know
how
it
feels
to be
in
alignment
With
emotion,
hopin'
a
man
can
see
you and
not
be
blinded
Dear
Dennis,
you
gave
birth
to
a
master
manipulat
or
Even
usin'
you
to prove
who
he
is
is
a huge
favor
I
think
you
should
ask
for more
paper
,
and
more
paper
And more,
uh,
more
paper
I'm blamin'
you
for
all
his gamblin'
addictions
Psychopath
intuition,
the
man
that
like
to play
victim
You
raised
a
horrible
fuckin'
person,
the
nerve
of you,
Dennis
Sandra,
sit
down,
what
I'm about
to
say
is
heavy,
now
listen
Mm-mh, your
your
son's
a
sick
man
with
sick
thoughts,
I
think
niggas
like
him
should
die
Him
and Weinstein
should
get
fucked
up
in a
cell
for the
rest
they
life
He
hates
Black
women,
hypersexualize 'em
with
kinks
of
a
nympho fetish
Grew
facial
hair because
he
understood
bein'
a beard
just
fit
him
better
He
got
sex
offenders
on
ho-VO
that
that
he
keep
on
a monthly
allowance
A
child
should
never
be
compromised
and he
keepin'
his
child
around
them
And
we
gotta
raise
our
daughters
knowin'
there's
predators
like
him
lurkin'
Fuck
a rap
battle,
he
should
die
so
all
of these
women
can
live
with
a
purpose
I
been
in this
industry
twelve
years,
I'ma
tell
y'all
one
lil'
secret
It's some
weird
shit
goin'
on
and
some
of these
artists
be
here to
police
it
They be
streamlinin' victims
all
inside
of
they home
and
callin'
'em
tender
Then
leak
videos of themselves
to
further
push
their
agendas
To any
woman
that
be
playin'
his
music,
know
that you're
playin'
your
sister
Or
better
yet
sellin'
your
niece,
to
the
weirdos, not the
good
ones
Katt
Williams
said,
"Give
you the
truth,"
so
I'ma
get
mines
The
Embassy
'bout
to get
raided
too,
it's
only
a
matter
of
time
Ayy, LeBron,
keep
the
family
away,
hey, Curry,
keep
the
family
away
To
anybody
that embody
the
love
for they
kids,
keep
the
family
away
They
lookin'
at
you
too
if you
standin'
by
him,
keep
the
family
away
I'm
lookin'
to shoot
through
any
pervert
that
lives,
Interlude 2
keep
the
family
safe
Dear
baby
girl
Verse 3
I'm sorry
that
your
father
not
active
inside
your world
He
don't
commit
to much
but
his
music,
yeah,
that's
for
sure
He a
narcissist, misogynist,
liv
in'
inside
his
songs
Try
destroy
families
rather
than
tak
in'
care
of his
own
Should
be teachin'
you
time
tables
or watchin'
Frozen
with
you
Or
at
your
eleventh
birthday
singin'
poem
s with
you
Instead,
he
be
in Turks
payin'
for
sex
and poppin'
Percs, examples
that
you don't
deserve
I wanna
tell
you
that
you're loved,
you're brave,
you're kind
You
got
a gift
to
change
the world
and
could change
your father's
mind
'Cause
our children
is
the future,
but
he
lives
inside
confusion
Money's
always
been
illusion,
but
that's
the
life
he's
used
to
His
father
prolly didn't
claim
him
neither
History
do
repeats
itself,
sometimes
it don't
need
a reason
But
I would
like
to
say
it's
not
your
fault
that
he's
hid
in'
another
child
Give
him grace,
this
the reason
I made
Mr.
Morale
So
our
babies
like
you
can
cope
later
Give
you some
confidence
to
go
through
somethin',
it's hope
later
I never
wanna
hear
you
chase
a man
'cause
his
failed
behavior
Sittin'
in the
club
with
sugar
daddies
for
validation
You
need
to know
that
love
is
eternity
and
trumps
all
pain
I'll tell
you
who
your
father
is,
just
play
this
song
when
it rains
Yes,
he's
a
hitmaker, songwriter, superstar,
right
And
a fuckin'
deadbeat
that should
never
say,
"More
life"
Meet
the Grahams
Verse 4
Dear
Aubrey
I
know
you
probably
thinkin'
I wanted
to
crash
your party
But
truthfully,
I don't
have
a
hatin'
bone
in my
body
This
supposed
to
be
a good
exhibi
tion
within
the
game
But
you
fucked
up
the moment
you
called
out my
family's
name
Why
you
had
to stoop
so low
to
discredit
some
decent
people?
Guess
integrity
is lost
when
the metaphors
doesn't
reach
you
And
I like
to
understand
'cause
your house
was
never
a home
Thirty-seven,
but
but
you showin'
up
as
a seven-year-old
You
You
You got
gamblin'
problems,
drinkin'
problems,
pill-poppin'
and
and spendin'
problems
Bad
with money,
whorehouse
Solicitin' women
problems,
therapy's a lovely
start
But
I
suggest
some
ayahuasca, strip
the ego
from
the bot
tom
I try
to
empathize with
you
'cause
I know
that
you ain't
been
through
nothin'
Crave
entitlement, but
wanna
be
liked
so
bad
that
it's
puzzlin'
No
dominance,
let's
recap mo
ments
when
you didn't
fit
in
No secret
handshakes
with
your friend
No cul
tural
cachet
to binge,
just
disrespectin' your mother
Identity's on the
fence,
don't
know
which
family
will
love
ya
The
skin
that
you livin'
in
is
com
promised
in
personas
Can't chan
nel
your
masculine
even
when
standin'
next
to
a woman
You
a body
shamer, you gon'
hide
them
baby
mamas,
ain't
ya?
You
embarrassed
of
'em,
that's
not right,
that
ain't how
mama
raised
us
Take
that mask
off,
I
wanna
see
what's
under
them
achievements
Why
believe
you?
You
never
gave
us
nothin'
to
believe
in
'Cause
you
lied
about
religious
views,
you lied
about
your surgery
You
lied
about
your accent
and
your past
tense,
all
is perjury
You lied
about
your
ghostwriters, you
lied
about
your
crew
members
They
all pussy,
you lied
on
'em, I
know
they
all
got
you
in
'em
You lied
about
your
son,
you
lied
about
your
daughter,
huh
You
lied
about
them other
kids
that's
out there
hopin'
that
you
come
You
lied
about
the
only
artist
that
can
offer
you
some
help
Fuck
a
rap
battle,
Outro 1
this
a
long-life
battle
battle
with
yourself
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