New SINGLe Big Sean - "No More Interviews" & "Bounce Back"

[numbaz...80's baby]

You have to rap on beat b4 I listen to you for more than 30 seconds.

Believe it or not, that's a part of being an artist.

*skipped*

 

[sapp08_2001]

Kendrick how far we go

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How Far We Go (Uptown 81)

Smoke DZA

HOW FAR WE GO (UPTOWN 81) LYRICS

[Intro]

Right

Gather 'round hustlas that's if ya still livin'

And get on down with this THC vision

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]

The last of a dying breed too many whack artists

So tell em Parappa the Rapper nigga rap harder

Like being garbage some type of disease

I take em out their misery, make it harder to breathe

Ain't no problem to me, call me Father MC

Pay homage to a God, bitch fall on your knees

Hood booga wannabe house wife gassed off nini

High sadity meanie tryna emulate the TV

But this real, fuck how you feel

Call of Duty mode with these verses, lot of kills

First niggas doubted the flow, now how you feel?

If this was back in the days you'd get a lot of gills

Gimme mines, I really rhyme

Yup really I'm, one of the illest niggas doin' it

Or these niggas is losin' it, silly minds

They try to style on a New York nigga

Like my flow ain't cold like a New York winter

I don't stunt, I regulate

Seen empires separate

Best friends kill best friends everyday

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

There's a Rich Porter story in every hood, DZA

[Hook: Mara Hruby]

No matter how far we go

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Know my niggas stay down, we all we know

We gotta get it so we live it just remember what we do and won't stop

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]

My turbulence put a burden on young herbs

Once it's crackin' it's a chain reaction minus Yung Berg

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Take a shot at the Excorcist then X em out with these words

Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Big AK's like Alicia Keys abbreviated

And nowadays niggas stand behind em like Clive Davis

Clyde Drexler, before the hood got dribbled niggas right up on the stretcher

An understatement said that K. Lamar was under pressure

Don't press ya luck when I'm pressed for time

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

The president's prayer can't save us in my cul-de-sac

There's codeine, crack and cognac enough violence to keep the devil smilin' while we whilin' on them corners with them ropes and rats

Nigga build a trap house, hope his homies don't run his trap

See the Feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

Don't rest your case as a gangsta because you wrestled your bitch

We move in silence, like the potato tip when we ridin'

And we ride rotten, 2 choppers found dirty sirens

You ain't been where I been, I know where I'm goin'

And life's a bitch, I know that she hoing

I know what I'm sewing, what I reap

I know that I'm flowing like water from sea or water from creek

And if I don't speak, I know you ain't growin

Cuz I'm a leader, respect it when you see em

Accepted by yo new bitch, yo old bitch and yo BM

Y'all always on that BS and PS I'm takin all fades

I'm takin off first, this G6 is on it's way

 

[Chi Snow]

Look man, ain't no sense in you nigga's going back and forth with this shit

Y'all obviously got different taste

 

[sapp08_2001]

Look man, ain't no sense in you nigga's going back and forth with this shit

Y'all obviously got different taste

Lol this shit aint even close

 

[xxCivicxx]

You have to rap on beat b4 I listen to you for more than 30 seconds.

Believe it or not, that's a part of being an artist.

*skipped*

So I guess you dislike jazz as well then huh?

 

[xxCivicxx]

Can someone please tell me what the bolded bars mean?

I'm genuinely confused by them

Display a full set of lyrics where you feel Big Sean is Superior to Kendick and i'll counter

Waiting

Sean last two projects > Kendrick last two.

Shit, Paradise (extended). Can't post the lyrics. But I cant think of nothing Kendrick drop recently that was better.

@sapp08_2001

Bruh i said lyrics and thats what u post? Lmfao

That part remix

[Kendrick Lamar:]

And we don't stress

A.38 'til the free your chest

Then PP on the POs desk

I'm Jay Z in a blow out press

Relate me to your blowout's best

Can't heat me, I'm remote you're deaf

I'm HD 'causin' photo theft

My AC antifreeze got a that part

Hold your breath, I'm 8 feet when I hold this TEC

Protect me from the local threats

My ID say my eye don't rest

My IV qualify T-rex

And society kept my IQ vexed

Deny me from an Ivy school

Applyin' me to the street I slept

I quietly had to hold this tool

Reminding me of the block I repped

The turf I stepped, the church and the earth I blessed

The first I guessed the alert was the murk I chef

That hearse the flirt with perks of a kill confessed

Dispersed the worst, the first 48 addressed

The search and laws and verse of the birth I nest

The awe, the curse of a pose in zest

The good, the flaws, the pain to reverse what's left

@sapp08_2001

@just.might.b.ok

 

[xxCivicxx]

So Big Sean didn't snap for 5 minutes straight on this track?


Lyrics

Spoiler

[Produced by Key Wane and Travis Scott]

[Intro]

You gon' have to kill me for me to stop gettin' it, feel me?

Straight up

God!

Finally famous, nigga

Paper chasers, G.O.O.D

My girl the baddest, too, G.O.O.D

I'mma just keep countin'

I look up

Okay

[Hook]

I always got a grip, I never slip, I never panic

Got my Rolex set Pacific, while I fly through the Atlantic

And just like a know-it-all, I always got the upper hand

And if I listen to you bitches I would still be on the campus

But instead I'm in The Standard, with a girl who got some standards

Gettin' head in the Jacuzzi and she claim she from Los Angeles

But she ain't come up for air one time, I swear she from Atlantis

[Verse 1]

It's so fuckin' hard to have manners since I bought a manor

I never take off, I just take off her panties

To partially nominated, yeah, yeah nigga you know me

Hop on a song and kill with niggas, who just won all the trophies

Bitch I ain't playin' no more like D. Rose or Kobe, it's Kobe the beef and it's shrimp ravioli

Sean Don, you know me, my cash homophobic, I swear it's so straight

Then I double it up like I cloned it!

My homie called me like "Sean Don, look

You know I got a girl, like you, so my nigga this one's off the books

But could you hook me up with Ariana Grande?"

Seems like niggas just call me for the hook-up or to get up off the hook

I'm back in this bitch like I'm parallel parkin' (swerve swerve)

Get hit with that 18, what's that? Bitch it's two 9's, that's parallel sparkin'

I look up to the stars and God damnit I swear I can hear them shits talkin'

To you they the stars but to me they a target

She said that I'm fine and I say that I'm gorgeous

I'm livin' so lawless, I promise

We just landed, Bora Bora

Champagne, I pour, I pour

Model girls, old Kimora

Fuck more or less, it's more or more

I'm stackin' paper, safe to safe, drawer to drawer, bank to bank, floor to floor

Touch a dollar and them killas be door to door to door to door to door to door

Face to face, Hennessy, case to case

Day to day, I paper chase, amazin' grace

I've been plottin' since '86, and I was born in '88

So what the fuck that make me?

A young visionary

My secretary finna be a millionare

Imma call her military

Finally Famous militarian, I rep that, that

'Till I hit the cemetery

And I'm way too skinny for jail, ho

So I gotta stay rich enough just for the bail, ho

I'm collectin' this change like I live in a well

Heaven on Earth, I could get it through Hell

Bitch, we did it and did it ourselves

So now I'm presidential, my life, presidential, my wife

Residential, the lake, presidential estates

Like my homie Tone said, I could talk about my watch all day

But that's a fuckin' presidential debate

Man shout out to SAYITAINTTONE and Jay John

Adubb Da Gawd, Earlly Mac, Danny Brown

Oba and Boldy, Doughboyz and Vezzo

Trick, Eminem, Royce Team

East Side, K-Dizzle

Dusty, Ro' Spit and the rest of them niggas

'Till we come together, we all ain't gon' get it

We run the city!

[Interlude]

Man, free my dog Juan, man, straight up

Lot of shit been on my mind lately, feel me?

[Verse 2]

My homie talked to me like "Man why the hell you look the way you lookin'?

How you feel the way you feel

When you got every architect in town

Man, tryna sit and build

You got every girl that's in Detroit that's hot tryna come chill

Cause I just lost my nigga Doe B and a fuckin' Uncle Phil

Nigga, Ye layed the Blueprint

So I need hundred dollar bills, new print

Hangin' from my family tree, I'm a nuisance, millionaire

Fuck your two cents, you ain't do shit

I'm a player, baby, I be wearin' zoo print

Lightin' struck like Zeus sent

Sometimes, to see the bigger picture, man you gotta zoom in

Sean cold, bitch where you been?

Motherfucka, I've been great

This for the fans that say they love the album but they fuckin' love the mixtapes

For y'all, man I do whatever it takes

Don't worry

[Hook]

[Outro]

Finally famous

You little fuckin' bitch

And all that I just did, all my old shit, that's practice

So from here on out it's murder, nigga

Oh that's who you excited, oh that's the new nigga?

He's alright

You ain't fuckin' with me!

Waddup doe Key Wane!

As the dynasty grows, sunshine's all we know

Detroit, G.O.O.D

Waddup La Flame, the homie Travi$ Scott

Killin' y'all

My girl the baddest, my drinks the coldest

My team the realest, the trillest

Finally Famous over everything

 

[sapp08_2001]

The heart pt.2

Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]

Thank you

Sitting in the studio thinking about which mood would go

Right now, freestyle or write down, whatever

It still'll come up clever

I just need to free my thoughts, and Lord knows that I know better

But I ain't perfect, I ain't seen too many churches

Or know them testament verses

You should either hear me now or go deaf

Or end up dead, die trying and know death

Might end up dead, swallow blood, swallow my breath

Fuck a funeral, just make sure you pay my music respect nigga

I mean that from the bottom of my heart

You see my art, is all I have

And victory tastes sweet, even when the enemy can throw salt

Still knock them out the park like a fucking tow car

Let bygones be bygones, but where I'm from

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

I'm living the life of a nigga trapped nigga

Inside the system all you envision is trap niggas

My uncle doing life inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

He told me rap about life, not rap niggas

That's why I'm shaking my head when you rap dissin'

My stomach start turning, my nerves get to twitching

I start evaluating, then my final intuition

Is that you wishing a come up, would just come up

We used to beefing over turf, fuck beefing over a verse

Niggas dying, motherfuck a double entendre

And this is Comp-ton, lions in the land of the triumph

Wrap saran our defiance, ban our alliance

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

One hood with 20 four-four's like a cloned Kobe Bryant

You probably heard I wanna be heard and wonder who I am

You probably even listen to Faith, and think I know Zion

But really I'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

Because it seem like it's always clashing with science

I got a big fear of flying

My future so bright I'd probably go blind before I blink twice, I ain't lying

I swear to God half of ya'll just don't know Kendrick

The school of hardknocks, we was the first ones in attendance

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

You just mind your business

You just turn your head, kneel down and then tie your tennis

It's kind of scary ain't it?

You can't act like no bitch, that only got Tyler Perry famous

Just let me explain this, why you pick up that stainless

Cuz your pops wasn't anxious

To see you and you hate it

So much you probably had your burner tucked at graduation

So if you see him on 'em bleachers then you kill him

Facing 25 to life with a murder charge

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to God

I pray these bars get farther than Compton

And if our record never break, I still won’t break my promise

I promise to keep it honest

Secret society all we ask is trust

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

The people scared of annihilation when Kingdom Come

And I'm like

The Kendrick Lamar OD in less than a month, alright?

Gotta keep it pushing

Can't let the government tell me how my future looking

I'm on Rosecrans and Central trying to duck the central bookins'

If the fucking pigs get behind me then you know I'm bookin'

Never will I surrender

I been a warrior when I came out my mom's placenta

In the gutter lane like I'm Master Splinter

How splendid, I guess my project had did it

Got all these niggas approaching they mixtapes different

They said seven tracks, I said fifteen

Called it an EP, they said I’m trippin'

But little did they know, I’m tryna' change the rules

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

Uppity bitches, handling business

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Out in Haiti, adolescents barely have a home

In L.A everybody think they fucking on

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

Who we hanging with and bragging about the iPhone

I swear to God most of y'all cats just don’t know Kendrick

You barely know yourself, so I guess most of y'all should be offended

Ain’t doing this for my health I’m tryna' purchase my momma dem' Benzes

Occupying my time with riches, justifying my time ambitions

Just to coincide, just to go inside, plus we idolize why we living

Look the mastermind, took the master's mind

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

Just to match the grind with precision

Look the mastermind, took - (cough)

 

[just.might.b.ok]

Can someone please tell me what the bolded bars mean?

I'm genuinely confused by them

Display a full set of lyrics where you feel Big Sean is Superior to Kendick and i'll counter

Waiting

Sean last two projects > Kendrick last two.

Shit, Paradise (extended). Can't post the lyrics. But I cant think of nothing Kendrick drop recently that was better.

@sapp08_2001

Bruh i said lyrics and thats what u post? Lmfao

That part remix

[Kendrick Lamar:]

And we don't stress

A.38 'til the free your chest

Then PP on the POs desk

I'm Jay Z in a blow out press

Relate me to your blowout's best

Can't heat me, I'm remote you're deaf

I'm HD 'causin' photo theft

My AC antifreeze got a that part

Hold your breath, I'm 8 feet when I hold this TEC

Protect me from the local threats

My ID say my eye don't rest

My IV qualify T-rex

And society kept my IQ vexed

Deny me from an Ivy school

Applyin' me to the street I slept

I quietly had to hold this tool

Reminding me of the block I repped

The turf I stepped, the church and the earth I blessed

The first I guessed the alert was the murk I chef

That hearse the flirt with perks of a kill confessed

Dispersed the worst, the first 48 addressed

The search and laws and verse of the birth I nest

The awe, the curse of a pose in zest

The good, the flaws, the pain to reverse what's left

@sapp08_2001

@just.might.b.ok

Yo bro, if your special ed teacher couldnt teach you how to interpret things, what the fuck makes you think i give a flying fuck about you not been able to interpret bars on a rap song. Either google the shit or stick to lil fucky bars,

No wonder why your like meek mill you need to be screamed at to enjoy the fucking song.

 

[xxCivicxx]

Can someone please tell me what the bolded bars mean?

I'm genuinely confused by them

Display a full set of lyrics where you feel Big Sean is Superior to Kendick and i'll counter

Waiting

Sean last two projects > Kendrick last two.

Shit, Paradise (extended). Can't post the lyrics. But I cant think of nothing Kendrick drop recently that was better.

@sapp08_2001

Bruh i said lyrics and thats what u post? Lmfao

That part remix

[Kendrick Lamar:]

And we don't stress

A.38 'til the free your chest

Then PP on the POs desk

I'm Jay Z in a blow out press

Relate me to your blowout's best

Can't heat me, I'm remote you're deaf

I'm HD 'causin' photo theft

My AC antifreeze got a that part

Hold your breath, I'm 8 feet when I hold this TEC

Protect me from the local threats

My ID say my eye don't rest

My IV qualify T-rex

And society kept my IQ vexed

Deny me from an Ivy school

Applyin' me to the street I slept

I quietly had to hold this tool

Reminding me of the block I repped

The turf I stepped, the church and the earth I blessed

The first I guessed the alert was the murk I chef

That hearse the flirt with perks of a kill confessed

Dispersed the worst, the first 48 addressed

The search and laws and verse of the birth I nest

The awe, the curse of a pose in zest

The good, the flaws, the pain to reverse what's left

@sapp08_2001

@just.might.b.ok

Yo bro, if your special ed teacher couldnt teach you how to interpret things, what the fuck makes you think i give a flying fuck about you not been able to interpret bars on a rap song. Either google the shit or stick to lil fucky bars,

No wonder why your like meek mill you need to be screamed at to enjoy the fucking song.

Smh this is a cop out

You can't even defend your rap god with his own lyrics smh again

 

[xxCivicxx]

Or at least tell me what the general theme of that verse is supposed to be

Because it literally looks like rambling to me

 

[MeekMonizzLLLLLLe14]

Jesus Christ is the top preacher of all time in the religion game. The reason he is #1 is because his message was simple yet smart and he spoke on a multitude of topics that people needed to hear.

Dark Sky Paradise spoke specifically on real life topics from IDFWU to Deep to Play no games. That's why big sean gets replay value if i am bumping shit in the whip or working out or chillen in the crib. The Twenty 88 while at first i thought it was meh kinda grew on me since it dropped as well because again sean is talking about real life relationship shit. And I wanna have Jhene Aikos next child as well.

I related to GKMC and Section 80. But TPAB for the most part to me doesn't stay in rotation because the shit is so vague and is lyrical just to be lyrical for no fucking reason. Niggas put Kendrick on a pedestal way higher than he actually desrves to be. Then we ask Kendricks disciples to explain what he meant in a song and niggas can't even break it down.

 

[KamPushMe]

I'm a make a poll so ya can stfu