Sherane a.k.a Master Splinter’s Daughter - Kendrick Lamar

Lord God, I come to you a sinner

And I humbly repent for my sins

I believe that Jesus is Lord

I believe that you raised him from the dead

I will ask that Jesus will come to my life

And be my Lord and Savior

I receive Jesus to take control of my life

And that I may live for him from this day forth

Thank you, Lord Jesus, for saving me with your precious blood

In Jesus' name, Amen

I met her at this house party on El Segundo and Central

She had the credentials of strippers in Atlanta

Ass came with a hump, from the jump she was a camel

I want to ride like Arabians, push an '04 Mercedes-Benz

«Hello, my name is Kendrick,"she said «No, you’re handsome.»

Whispered in my ear, disappeared, then found her dancin'

Ciara had played in the background

The parade music we made had us all wearin' shades now

«Cool, where you stay?»

She said: «Down the street from Dominguez High»

Okay, I know that’s borderline Compton or Paramount

«Well, is it Compton?" — «No,"she replied

And quickly start battin' her eyes

And strictly had wanted her thighs around me

Seventeen, with nothin' but pussy stuck on my mental

My motive was rather sinful

«What you tryin' to get into?»

She didn’t tell, just gave me her Nextel

Dropped the number, we chirped the whole summer, and well

The summer had passed, and now I’m likin' her

Conversation we havin' probably enticin' her

Who could imagine?

Maybe my actions will end up wifin' her

Love or lust, regardless we’ll fuck, 'cause the trife in us

It’s deep-rooted, the music of bein' young and dumb

Is never muted;

in fact, it’s much louder where I’m from

We know a lot 'bout each other, her mother was a crack addict

She live with her granny and her younger two brothers

Her favorite cousin Demetrius’s irrepetible

Family history of gang bangin' did make me skeptical

But not enough to stop me from gettin' a nut

I wanna come over, what’s up?

That’s what I told her soon as this episode

Of Martin go off, I’m tryin' to get off

I was in heat like a cactus, my tactics of bein' thirsty

Probably could hurt me, but fuck it, I got some heart

Grab my momma’s keys, hopped in the car, then oh boy

So now I’m down Rosecrans in a Caravan

Passin' Alameda, my gas meter in need of a pump

I got enough to get me through the traffic jam

At least I hope 'cause my pockets broke as a promise, man

I’m thinkin' about that sex, thinkin' about her thighs

Or maybe kissin' on her neck, or maybe what position’s next

Sent a picture of her titties blowin' up my texts

I looked at 'em and almost ran my front bumper into Corvette

Enthused by the touch of a woman, she’s a masseuse

And I’m a professional porn star when off the Goose

I had a fifth in the trunk like Curtis Jackson for ransom

I’m hopin' to get her loose like an Uncle Luke Anthem

I’m two blocks away, 250 feet

And six steps from where she stay, she wavin' me 'cross the street

I pulled up, a smile on my face, and then I see

Two niggas, two black hoodies, I froze as my phone rang

Please leave your message for 323-

Record your message after the tone

Kendrick, where you at?

Damn!

I’m sittin' here waitin' on my van

You told me you was gon' be back in fiffteen minutes!

I gotta go to the county buildin, man

These kids ready to eat!

I’m ready to eat, shit

I gotta get them food stamps, come on now

You on you way or what?

I hope you ain’t out there messin' with them damn hood-rats out there, shit,

especially that crazy-ass girl Sherane

Plus you got school tomorrow

You keep fuckin' around in them streets, you ain’t gon' pass to the next grade,

11th grade

(Is that Kendrick on the phone?)

Yo' daddy hollerin' about some damn dominoes

He want to holler at you too

Go 'head, Kenny, go!

Shit

(Hello? Yeah, where my motherfuckin' dominoes at?)

Kenny!

(What?) You on his voicemail!

Damn fool (Oh) Shit!

(K, where my motherfuckin' dominoes at?

This the second time I ask you to bring my fuckin' dominoes!)

Kenny, give me the damn phone, shit.

Don’t hang up!

Damn!

(Keep losin' my damn dominoes, we gon' have to go in the backyard and squab,

homie)

Just let me— Kendrick

When you get this message, man, call me back

I need to know when you gon' bring back my damn car

This man fussin' about some damn dominoes

It ain’t all that serious, fuck, damn dominoes

Shit, I’ma miss my damn appointment!

Fuck!

Fuck them damn dominoes, nobody wanna hear that

(Nobody wanna hear yo' ass!

Matter of fact, cut my motherfuckin' oldies back on

You killin' my motherfuckin' vibe)