Kendrick Lamar Performs Not Like Us at Super Bowl LIX

I want to perform their favorite song, but you know they love to sue us.

Yeah, that song.

Oh, maybe I think about it.

Know what?

I slow it down.

Say, ladies, do me this solid.

Oh, you done lost your damn mind.

That's nice and calm.

You're almost there.

Don't mess this up.

It's a cultural divide, I'ma get it on the floor.

You really about to do it?

40 acres and a mule, this is bigger than the music.

You really about to do it?

Yeah, they tried to rig the game, but you can't fake influence.

Hey, I'm trippin', I'm slidin', I'm ridin' through the back, like, go!

Mustard on a beat, bro, deep boat, and he rap, uh, he a freak, though, man, damn, call her Amber Lambs, tell her, breathe!

Now them boys to the cross, they walk around like thieves, what's up with these draconio, uh, tryna see Compton?

In the street, can hate me, bump him all in, hey, mama, how many ops you really got?

I mean, it's too many options.

Been a crash on his body, I'm John Stockton.

Be true and hide the Bible if God watch it.

Sometimes you gotta pop out and show.

Certified boogeyman, I'm the one that up the score.

Walk him down the whole time, I know he got some hope.

Pull and start fully defro.

Say Drake, I hear you like I'm young.

You bet I ever go to cell block one.

To any that talk to him and they in love.

Just make sure you hide your little sister from him.

They tell me, chump, the only one to get your hand-me-downs.

Party after party, playing with his nose now.

Wacka got a weird case, why I see around.

Certified lover, boy, certified.

Wap, wap, wap, wap, wap.

I'm on them tough.

Wap, wap, wap, wap, wap.

I'ma do my stuff.

Why you trolling like a, ain't you tired?

Trying to strike a chord, and it's probably A minor.

They not like us.

No.

They not like us.

No.

They not like us.

What?

They not like us.

No.

They not like us.

No.

They not like us.

Are you my friend?

Are we locked in?

Then stab this way.

Stab that way.