Kendrick Lamar - meet the grahams (Lyrics) (Drake Diss)

Updated Genius Lyrics [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' be this home Sometimes our parents make mistakes that affect us until we grown And you a good kid that need good leadership 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 business, that's bad religion Always remember, you could be a bitch even if you got bitches Never code switch, whether right or wrong, you a black man Even if it don't benefit your goals, do some push ups 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 loss Be proud of who you are, your strength come from within Lotta superstars 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 play this when you 18 [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 and hopin' a man can see you and not be blinded Dear Dennis, you gave birth to a master manipulator 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 who 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 Mhm, 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 woman, hypersexualizes them, with kinks of a nympho fetish Grew facial hair 'cause he understand bein' a beard just fit him better He got sex offenders on OVO 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 Tinder 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, you're sellin' your niece, to the weirdos, not the good ones Katt Williams said, "Get you the truths," 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, will you 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, keep the family safe [Verse 3] Dear baby girl, 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, livin' inside his songs Try destroy families rather than takin' care of his own Should be teachin' you time tables or watchin' Frozen with you Or at your eleventh birthday, singin' poems 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 to 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 how I like to say it's not your fault he's hidin' another child Give 'em grace, it's 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 fell 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 see 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 exhibition 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 37, but you showin' up as a 7-year-old You got gamblin' problems, drinkin' problems Pill-poppin' 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 bottom 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 moments when you didn't fit in No secret handshakes with your friend No coach or cache to bench, just disrespectin' your mother Identities on the fence, don't know which family will love ya The skin that you're livin' in is compromised in personas Can't channel your masculine even when your standin' next to a woman You a body shamer, you gon' hide them baby mommas, ain't ya? You embarrassed of 'em, that ain't right, that ain't how momma 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, this a long life battle with yourself

Kendrick the type of person to stare at you across the street and disappears when a bus passes by

Imagine listening to a diss on you and it opens w a sincere apology to your own kid. This is beyond cold

- 3 Ways to survive 1- Eat well 2- Drink water 3- Dont mess with kendrick lamar

That piano is in A Minor only. Only white keys can play A Minor. K Dot Genius

This isn't a diss track, that's psychological horror.

This ain’t a diss track, this is an execution

i'm fully convinced that kendrick wrote meet the grahams with a quill in one hand and a gun in the other.

Kendrick dropping off diss tracks like Amazon packages. Drake better keep his notifications on because they still out for delivery! 😂😂😂

This aint no rap beef its just straight psychological warfare 😭

All the dead beat dads listening to this stopped bobbing their head halfway through 😂

Diss track?...... THIS IS A LYRICAL CARNAGE AND REBIRTH AT THE SAME TIME. Stop playin with that man Kendrick

We’re from Toronto, we stand with Kendrick, we exist !

J Cole living in peace,riding his bike 😂

Mad Respect for Kendrick speaking up on the pedophiles in the industry pretending to be heroes but really they're predators after kids

“ Fuck a rap battle this a long life battle with yourself “ jaw dropped 😮 Kendrick Lamar is a Killer

This is not a diss track. This is a murder scene...

Drake: you’re a size 7 Kendrick: I will disseminate and dissect what’s left of your fragmented soul

Drake hidden family members started getting revealed like locked characters. Edit: HOLYSHIT THIS HIT 14k? I typed this when i was high haha

The mf running this channel is the happiest dude out there