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conversations.value: Write me a song called ​i (Album Version) with the following description: “i” is the first single from Kendrick’s third studio album, To Pimp a Butterfly. Kendrick received two Grammys for the studio version of the song at the 57th Grammy Awards for Best Rap Song and for Best Rap Performance.
  In an interview with Hot 97, Kendrick said that “i” is the best song he’s ever written because he never thought he’d be in the mindset to make a positive song having grown up around so much negativity in Compton.
  The up-tempo track once again delves deep into Kendrick’s personal perspective on the world. While premiering the track on LA’s Power 106, Kendrick explained the song is about self expression, inspired by the lack of self love on the streets of Compton. Though To Pimp a Butterfly revolves around spiritual turmoil, self-doubt, as well as negative temptations, this song offers redemption. The mixing and production on this version emulates a live performance, as opposed to the clean production on the single.
  The track further explores subjects he already covered — and personally explained on Genius — in his song “Real” from good kid, m.A.A.d city:
  But what love got to do with it when you don’t love yourself? Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Produced by Rahki]
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  [Directed by Alexandre Moors and the Little Homies]
  [Intro: Kendrick Lamar & 
  Ronald Isley
  ]
  Is this mic on? (Hey, move this way, this way)
  Hey, Hey! Hey! Turn the mic up, c'mon, c'mon
  Is the mic on or not? I want the mic
  We're bringing up nobody, nobody
  Nobody but the number one rapper in the world
  He done traveled all over the world
  He came back just to give you some game
  All of the little boys and girls, come up here
  (Ah, one two, one two, what's happening, fool?)
  Come right here, this is for you, come on up
  I done been through a whole lot (
  Kendrick Lamar!
  )
  Trial, tribulation, but I know God
  The Devil wanna put me in a bow tie (
  Make some noise, brother!
  )
  Pray that the holy water don't go dry
  As I look around me
  So many motherfuckers wanna down me
  But enemigo never drown me
  In front of a dirty double-mirror they found me
  [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
  And (I love myself)
  Huh, when you lookin' at me, tell me what do you see?
  (I love myself)
  Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the police
  (I love myself)
  Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy
  (I love myself)
  One day at a time, huh [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
  They wanna say it's a war outside, bomb in the street
  Gun in the hood, mob of police
  Rock on the corner with a line for the fiend
  And a bottle full of lean and a model on the scheme, uh
  These days of frustration keep y'all on tuck and rotation (Come to the front, yeah)
  I duck these cold faces, post up fi-fie-fo-fum basis
  Dreams of reality's peace (Oh, yeah)
  Blow steam in the face of the beast
  Sky could fall down, wind could cry now
  Look at me motherfucker I smile-
  [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
  And (I love myself)
  Uh, and when you lookin' at me, tell me what do you see?
  (I love myself)
  Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the police
  (I love myself)
  Illuminated—
  All ya'll come to the front, ya'll come up to the front
  (I love myself)
  Baby, what about you? Come on
  [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
  (Crazy, what you gon' do?)
  Lift up your head and keep moving, (Keep moving) turn the mic up
  (Haunt you)
  Peace to fashion police, I wear my heart
  On my sleeve, let the runway start
  You know the miserable do love company
  What do you want from me and my scars?
  Everybody lack confidence, everybody lack confidence
  How many times my potential was anonymous?
  How many times the city making me promises?
  So I promise this, nigga [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
  (I love myself)
  Uh, and when you lookin' at me, tell me what do you see?
  (I love myself)
  Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the police
  (I love myself)
  Huh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy don't seem shy
  (I love myself)
  [Bridge: Kendrick Lamar]
  Huh (Walk my bare feet) Huh (Walk my bare feet)
  Huh (Down, down valley deep) Huh (Down, down valley deep)
  (I love myself) Huh (Fi-fie-fo-fum) Huh (Fi-fie-fo-fum)
  (I love myself) Huh (My heart undone) one, two, three
  [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
  I went to war last night
  With an automatic weapon, don't nobody call a medic
  I'ma do it 'til I get it right (Oh no)
  I went to war last night (Night, night, night, night)
  I've been dealing with depression ever since an adolescent
  Duckin' every other blessin', I can never see the message
  I could never take the lead, I could never bob and weave
  From a negative and letting them annihilate me
  And it's evident I'm moving at a meteor speed
  Finna run into a building, lay my body— [Spoken Interlude: Kendrick Lamar]
  (
  Offstage Argument
  )
  Not on my, not while I'm up here
  Not on my time, kill the music, not on my time
  We could save that shit for the streets
  We could save that shit, this for the kids, bro
  2015, niggas tired of playin' victim, dog
  Niggas ain't trying to play vic— TuTu, how many niggas we done lost?
  How many— Yan-Yan, how many we done lost?
  No for real, answer the que—, how many niggas we done lost bro?
  This—, this year alone
  Exactly, so we— we ain't got time to waste time, my nigga
  Niggas gotta make time, bro
  The judge make time, you know that, the judge make time, right?
  The judge make time so it ain’t shit
  It shouldn’t be shit for us to come out here and appreciate the little bit of life we got left, dog
  On the dead homies, Charlie P, you know that, bro
  You know that
  It's— it's mando, right, it's mando
  And I s— I— And I— And I say this because I love you niggas, man
  I love all my niggas, bro
  Exac— enough said, enough said
  And we gon' get back to the show and move on, because that shit petty, my nigga
  Mic check, mic check, mic check, mic check, mic check
  We gon' do some acapella shit before we get back to-
  All my niggas listen, listen to this:
  [Verse 4: Kendrick Lamar]
  I promised Dave I'd never use the phrase "fuck nigga"
  He said, "Think about what you saying: "Fuck niggas"
  No better than Samuel on the Django
  No better than a white man with slave boats"
  Sound like I needed some soul searching
  My Pops gave me some game in real person
  Retraced my steps on what they never taught me
  Did my homework fast before government caught me
  So I'ma dedicate this one verse to Oprah
  On how the infamous, sensitive N-word control us
  So many artists gave her an explanation to hold us
  Well, this is my explanation straight from Ethiopia
  N-E-G-U-S definition: royalty; king royalty - wait listen
  N-E-G-U-S description: black emperor, king, ruler, now let me finish
  The history books overlook the word and hide it
  America tried to make it to a house divided
  The homies don't recognize we been using it wrong
  So I'ma break it down and put my game in a song
  N-E-G-U-S, say it with me, or say it no more
  Black stars can come and get me
  Take it from Oprah Winfrey, tell her she right on time
  Kendrick Lamar, by far, realest Negus alive