[Part I: "untitled 07 | levitate"]
    [Intro: Kendrick Lamar]
    Pimp-pimp! (Hooray!)
    Pimp-pimp! (Hooray!)
    (Hooray!)
    Pimp-pimp! (Hooray!)
    (Hooray!)
    
    [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
    Love won't get you high as this
    Drugs won't get you high as this
    Fame won't get you high as this
    Chains won't get you high as this
    Juice won't get you high as this
    Crew won't get you high as this
    Hate won't get you high as this
    Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate, uh
    Love won't get you high as this
    Drugs won't get you high as this
    Fame won't get you high as this
    Chains won't get you high as this
    Juice won't get you high as this
    Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate
   
    [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
    Life won't get you high like this here, no
    He won't get you high like this here, no
    She won't get you high like this here, no
    "For Free?" won't get you high like this here, no
    Two keys won't get you high, no, no, no
    Bentleys won't get you high, like, no
    Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate
    Life won't get you high, no, no, no
    He won't get you high, no, no, no
    She won't get you high, no, no, no
    "For Free?" won't get you high, no, no, no
    Two keys won't get you high, no, no, no
    Bentleys won't get you high, no, no, no
    Bars won't get you high, no, no, no
    Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate
   
    [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
    Shut your fuckin' mouth and get some cash, you bitch, you
    You be in your feelings, I be in my bag, you bitch, you
    Santa reindeer better have some ass, you bitch, you
    Everything I'm working, gotta be the gas, you bitch, you
    (Don't fuck around, don't fuck around, don't fuck around, don't fuck a…)
    Shut your fuckin' mouth and get some cash, you bitch
    You be in your feelings, I be in my bag, you bitch
    Santa reindeer better have some ass, you bitch
    Everything I'm working, gotta be the
    Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate
   
    [Verse 4: Kendrick Lamar]
    Me don't want problem (Me don't want problem)
    Me don't want trick (Me don't want trick)
    Me do want dollars (Me do want dollars)
    Me want it big (Me do want dollars)
    Me don't want problem (We ride Impalas)
    Me don't want trick (Me don't want trick)
    Me do want dollars (Me don't want trick)
    Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate
    We don't want problem (We don't want problem)
    We don't want trick (We don't want trick)
    We do want dollar (We do want dollar)
    We do it big (We don't want problem)
    We do it big (We don't want problem)
    We do it big (We don't want trick)
    We don't want problem (We don't want problem)
    Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate
   
    [Part II]
    
    [Interlude: Egypt]
    Compton is where I'm from
    Is where I'm from, where is I'm from
    
    [Intro: Kendrick Lamar]
    Yeah, yeah
    Young Egypt
    Look, look
    
    [Verse: Kendrick Lamar]
    I feel like Pacino in Godfather, I'm charged
    Our Father who art in Heaven, Kendrick at large
    Came in the game with a plan of beatin' the odds
    What an accomplishment, broken promises
    Kept my focus anonymous till I dealt with the consequence
    The greatest, the latest mogul, you know what time it is
    You niggas fear me like y'all fear God
    You sound frantic, I hear panic in your voice
    Just know the mechanics of making your choice in writin' your bars
    Before you poke out your chest, loosen your bra
    Before you step out of line and dance with the star
    I could never end a career if it never start
    The murderous capital, avenues lookin' like evil dead zombies
    With batteries to the head
    The flattery of watchin' my stock rise
    The salary, the compensation tripled my cock size
    I run through these stop signs with no brake fluid
    Just premium gas, do it for dolo
    Crash markets and prejudiced tags, look at my photo
    Black excellence, pessimist, die countin' my coin
    Hope it's evident that I inspired a thousand emcees to do better
    I blew cheddar on youth centers, buildings and beamers and blue leather
    Forecastin' my future, this is the future
    The mastermind, until my next album, more power to you
    *Gunshot*
   
    [Part III]
    
    [Intro: Kendrick Lamar & Taz Arnold]
    Come on, come on, come on, come on
    Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
    Come on, come on, come on, come on (Hell yeah), come on
    Come on, come on, come on, come on
    Come on, come on
    
    [Interlude: Kendrick Lamar & Taz Arnold]
    This is a fifteen minute song (Ahahaha)
    We're just jammin' out, we on stage
    Taz, we just jammin' out (Shhh)
    Hundred thousand (Aw, yeah, aw, shit, hahahaha)
    Hundred thousand, you gotta see it!
    Look, look, look, go back to the down note
    They all sing this shit, everybody
   
    [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar & Taz Arnold]
    Now I don't let you down, down for
    You see, you see, you see, you see (Right)
    But I don't shake you down, dog for you, you, you, you, uh
    They say the government ain't the truth, truth, (Mhm) truth, truth
    And the politicians always mislead the youth, youth, youth, youth
    
    [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar & Taz Arnold]
    But head is the answer
    Head is the future
    Don't second guess yourself
    Come on, give me some help
    Hey one more time, band, I need y'all to help me out right now (Hahahaha)
    Head is the answer (Yeah)
    Head is the futu—it's the future, that nigga said
    Don't second guess yourself (Crazy, holy shit, hahaha)
    Come on, give me some help
    Say come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
    Come on, come on—my background singer—come on, come on (Right, yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Say, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
    Come on, come on, come on, come on
   
    [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar & Taz Arnold]
    I said, girl, you make me wanna, uh
    Great, the—the ho's screaming now, uh (Hahahaha)
    I said baby you make
    You make me wanna just, ah!
    Baby, (Hahahaha) you got me speechless right now
    (Hahaha, you gotta take it there)
    I gotta take it there, I ain't even playin' no more
    Uh, said you just make me wanna drag you down
    To the ground, to the ground
    Like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
    Ju—you just make me wanna drag you down
    To—down, around like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
    And, baby, if your mama's around if your mama's around
    If your mama's around if your mama's around
    Tell her, tell her
    No discrimination (Haha), she young nigga chasin' (Ahahah!)
    And she can get this dick too!
    
    [Outro: Kendrick Lamar]
    I said come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
    Yeah, nigga
    You gotta do it, man
    We gonna lay that shit
    We gonna lay that shit man and watch what it's gon' do