[Intro: Kendrick Lamar]
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in the street, I hear—
Yawk, yawk, yawk, yawk

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Man down, where you from, n***a?
Fuck who you know—where you from, my n***a?
Where your grandma stay, huh, my n***a?
This m.A.A.d city I run, my n***a

[Verse: Kendrick Lamar]
Brace yourself, I'll take you on a trip down memory lane
This is not a rap on how I'm slingin' crack or move cocaine
This is cul-de-sac and plenty Cognac and major pain
Not the drill sergeant, but the stress that weighin' on your brain
It was me, L Boog, and Yan Yan, YG Lucky ride down Rosecrans
It got ugly, wavin' yo' hand out the window, check yourself
Uh, Warriors (Warriors)

[Build: Kendrick Lamar]
Warriors, warriors
Warriors, warriors
(Oh)
[Interlude]
Yo, I need my fuckin' head bangers for these next few drops

[Drop: ScHoolboy Q]
Yawk, yawk, yawk, yawk
Like, like, like
Like, like, like
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
This run trap like
Like, like, like
Like, like, like, like
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
This run trap like