Mr. Morale & the Big Steppers is the fifth studio album by American rapper Kendrick Lamar. Released on May 13, 2022 in association with pgLang and Top Dawg Entertainment along with Aftermath Entertainment and Interscope Records. Lamar has stated that the album will be his last with Top Dawg Entertainment. The album features narration by Whitney Alford and Eckhart Tolle, and guest appearances from Blxst, Amanda Reifer, Sampha, Taylour Paige, Summer Walker, Ghostface Killah, Baby Keem, Kodak Black, Sam Dew, Tanna Leone, and Beth Gibbons of Portishead. Lamar, who executive produced the album under the pseudonym Oklama, reunited with frequent Read Full BioMr. Morale & the Big Steppers is the fifth studio album by American rapper Kendrick Lamar. Released on May 13, 2022 in association with pgLang and Top Dawg Entertainment along with Aftermath Entertainment and Interscope Records. Lamar has stated that the album will be his last with Top Dawg Entertainment.
The album features narration by Whitney Alford and Eckhart Tolle, and guest appearances from Blxst, Amanda Reifer, Sampha, Taylour Paige, Summer Walker, Ghostface Killah, Baby Keem, Kodak Black, Sam Dew, Tanna Leone, and Beth Gibbons of Portishead. Lamar, who executive produced the album under the pseudonym Oklama, reunited with frequent collaborators Sounwave, J. Lbs, DJ Dahi, and Bekon for the majority of the album's production.
Upon release, Mr. Morale & the Big Steppers was met with widespread acclaim from critics, who praised Lamar's lyricism and the album's scope, although a few found it inconsistent. The album has so far spawned three singles: "N95", "Silent Hill", and "Die Hard". It debuted at number one on the US Billboard 200, becoming Lamar's fourth US number-one album.
The album features narration by Whitney Alford and Eckhart Tolle, and guest appearances from Blxst, Amanda Reifer, Sampha, Taylour Paige, Summer Walker, Ghostface Killah, Baby Keem, Kodak Black, Sam Dew, Tanna Leone, and Beth Gibbons of Portishead. Lamar, who executive produced the album under the pseudonym Oklama, reunited with frequent collaborators Sounwave, J. Lbs, DJ Dahi, and Bekon for the majority of the album's production.
Upon release, Mr. Morale & the Big Steppers was met with widespread acclaim from critics, who praised Lamar's lyricism and the album's scope, although a few found it inconsistent. The album has so far spawned three singles: "N95", "Silent Hill", and "Die Hard". It debuted at number one on the US Billboard 200, becoming Lamar's fourth US number-one album.
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United in Grief
Kendrick Lamar Lyrics
I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime
(Tell them, tell 'em, tell them the truth)
I hope you find some paradise
(Tell them, tell 'em the truth, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em your)
I've been goin' through somethin'
One thousand, eight hundred and fifty-five days
I've been goin' through somethin'
Be afraid
What is a bitch in a miniskirt?
A man in his feelings with bitter nerve
What is a woman that really hurt?
A demon, you're better off killin' her
What is a relative makin' repetitive narratives on how you did it first?
That is a predator hit reverse
All of your presidents evil thirst
What is a neighborhood reputable?
That is a snitch on a pedestal
What is a house with a better view?
A family broken invariables
What is a rapper with jewelry?
A way that I show my maturity
What if I call on security?
That mean I'm callin' on God for purity
I went and got me a therapist
I can debate on my theories and sharin' it (whoa)
Consolidate all my comparisons
Humble enough because time was imperative (whoa)
Startin' to feel like it's only one answer to everything
I don't know where it is (whoa)
Poppin' a bottle of Claritin (whoa)
Is it my hate or my arrogance? (whoa)
Shakin' and movin', like, what am I doin'?
I'm flippin' my time through the Rolodex
Indulgin' myself and my life and my music
The world that I'm in is a cul-de-sac
The world that we in is just menacin'
The demons portrayed as religionous
I wake in the mornin', another appointment
I hope the psychologist listenin'
The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon
The "Where you from?" it was all for rap
I was twenty-eight years young, twenty mil' in tax
Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
Five hunnid in jewelry, chain was magic
Never had it in public, late reaction
50K to cousins, post a caption
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive
I grieve different
I grieve different (huh)
I met her on the third night of Chicago
North America tour, my enclave
Fee-fi-fo-fum, she was a model
Dedicated to the songs I wrote in her Bible
Eyes light green penetratin' the moonlight
Hair done in a bun, energy in the room like
Big Bang for theory, God, hopin' you hear me
Phone out to ring, but tell the world I'm busy
Fair enough, green eyes said her mother didn't care enough
Sympathize when her daddy in the chain gang
Her first brother got killed, he was twenty-one
I was nine when they put Lamont in the grave
Heartbroken when Estelle didn't say goodbye
Chad left his body after we FaceTimed
Green eyes said you'd be okay, first tour, sex the pain away
I grieve different
I grieve different (huh)
The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon
The "Where you from?" it was all for rap
I was twenty-eight years young, twenty mil' in tax
Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
Five hunnid in jewelry, chain was magic
Never had it in public, late reaction
50K to cousins, post a caption
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive
So what, paralyzed, the county buildin' controlled us
I bought a Rolex watch, I only wore it once
I bought infinity pools I never swimmed in
I watched Keem buy four cars in four months
You know the family dynamics on repeat
The insecurities locked down on PC
I bought a .223, nobody peace treat
You won't doo-doo me, I smell TNT
Dave bought him a Porsche, so I bought a Porsche
Paid lottery for it, I ain't want it in portions
Poverty was the case, but the money wipin' the tears away
I grieve different
(Everybody grieves different)
(Everybody grieves different)
I grieve different (huh)
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Duval Kojo Bankole Timothy, Jake Kosich, Jason Kevin Pounds, Johnny Kosich, Kendrick Lamar Duckworth, Mark Anthony Spears, Matthew Schaeffer, Sam Dew, Timothy Maxey
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Rakan Ajlouni
Lyrics if needed!
I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime
(Tell them, tell 'em, tell them the truth)
I hope you find some paradise (tell them, tell 'em the truth)
(Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell them your-)
I've been goin' through somethin'
One-thousand eight-hundred and fifty-five days
I've been goin' through somethin'
Be afraid
What is a bitch in a miniskirt?
A man in his feelings with bitter nerve
What is a woman that really hurt?
A demon, you're better off killin' her
What is a relative making repetitive narratives on how you did it first?
That is a predator hit reverse
All of your presidents evil thirst
What is a neighborhood rep'table?
That is a snitch on a pedestal
What is a house with a better view?
A family broken in variables
What is a rapper with jewelry?
A way that I show my maturity
What if I call on security?
That mean I'm calling on God for purity
I went and got me a therapist
I can debate on my theories and sharing it (woah)
Consolidate all my comparisons
Humble enough because time is imperative (woah)
Starting to feel like it's only one answer to everything, I don't know where it is (woah)
Popping a bottle of Claritin (woah)
Is it my head or my arrogance? (woah)
Shaking and moving, like, what am I doing? I'm flipping my time through the Rolodex
Indulging myself and my life and my music, the world that I'm in is a cul-de-sac
The world that we in is just menacing, the demons portrayed religionous
I wake in the morning, another appointment, I hope the psychologist listenin'
The new Mercedes with black G Wagon
The "Where you from?" It was all for rap
I was 28 years young, twenty mill' in tax
Bought a couple of mansions just for practice
Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic
Never had it in public, late reaction
50K to cousins, post a caption
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive
I grieve different
I grieve different
Huh
I met her on the third night of Chicago
North America tour, my enclave
Fee-fi-fo-fum, she was a model
Dedicated to the songs I wrote and the Bible
Eyes like green, penetratin' the moonlight
Hair done in a bun, energy in the room like
Big Bang for theory, God, hopin' you hear me
Phone off the ringer, tell the world I'm busy
Fair enough, green eyes said her mother didn't care enough
Sympathize when her daddy in the chain gang
Her first brother got killed, he was 21
I was nine when they put the mud in the grave
Heartbroken when Estelle didn't say goodbye
Chad left his body after we FaceTimed
Green eyes said you'd be okay, first tour sex the pain away
I grieve different
I grieve different
Huh
The new Mercedes with black G Wagon
The way you front, it was all for rap
I was 28 years young, twenty mill' in tax
Bought a couple of mansions just for practice
Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic
Never had it in public, late reaction
50K to cousins, post a caption
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive
So what? Paralyzed, the county building controlled us
I bought a Rolex watch, I only wore it once
I bought infinity pools I never swimmed in
I watched Keem buy four cars in four months
You know the family dynamic's on repeat
The insecurities locked down on PC
I bought a .223, nobody peace treat
You won't doo-doo me, I smell TNT
Dave got him a Porsche, so I got me a Porsche
Paid lottery for it, I ain't want it in portions
Poverty was the case
But the money wipin' the tears away
I grieve different
(Everybody grieves different)
(Everybody grieves different)
I grieve different
Huh
thomas gutierrez
United In Grief
Voices from afar tell him that they hope he finds paradise. Paradise in the life he lives right now. Questions of moral and truth dictated his thoughts to the point of feeling lost. These thoughts of moral drove him mad. He begins to seek peace through God and therapy.
Drums rotated and changed the pace of the song. The story shifts to a time when Kendrick was twenty-eight. A time when he bought multiple mansions, cars, and jewelry. His jewelry was so expensive he wouldn’t wear it in public. He was taxed 20 mil and sent 50k to his cousins.
Kendrick explains that this lifestyle was a way for him to grieve. We all grieve, but our perspectives are different.
Kendrick explains another time in his past when he was on tour. He met a model. He refers to her as green eyes. She was a fan of Kendricks work and she were dedicated to the bible. Green eyes explain to Kendrick that her mother didn’t care for her and her father was in a gang. Her brother died when she was 21. Kendrick felt her pain and her grief because he felt he could relate. They slept together on his first tour.
Kendrick explains that he grieved different than her. Sex was a way for them to cope with grief.
Kendrick continues to admit that he spends large amounts of money on unnecessary things in his life. He witnessed his cousin buy multiple cars; he explains that family characteristics for dealing with grief are almost identical. Everybody grieves different, but his blood line is on repeat.
This story is a message of a spiritual battle Kendrick has been going through. This is a message of a spiritual battle we all may be going through. We are all united in grief.
Tambet Tammisto
Lyrics:
I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime
(Tell them, tell 'em, tell them the truth)
I hope you find some paradise
(Tell 'em, tell 'em the truth
Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em—tell 'em your—)
I've been goin' through somethin'
One-thousand eight-hundred and fifty-five days
I've been goin' through somethin'
Be afraid
What is a bitch in a miniskirt?
A man in his feelings with bitter nerve
What is a woman that really hurt?
A demon, you're better off killing her
What is a relative making repetitive narratives
On how you did it first?
That is a predator, hit reverse
All of your presidents' evil thirst
What is a neighborhood reptable?
That is a snitch on a pedestal
What is a house with a better view?
A family broken in variables
What is a rapper with jewelry?
A way that I show my maturity
What if I call on security?
That mean I'm calling on God for purity
I went and got me a therapist
I can debate on my theories and sharing it (Woah)
Consolidate all my comparisons
Humble enough because time is imperative (Woah)
I'm starting to feel like it's only one answer
To everything, I don't know where it is (Woah)
Popping a bottle of Claritin (Woah)
Is it my head or my arrogance? (Woah)
Shaking and moving, like, what am I doing?
I'm flipping my time through the Rolodex
Indulging myself and my life and my music
The world that I'm in is a cul-de-sac
The world that we in is just menacing
The demons portrayed as religion is
I wake in the morning, another appointment
I hope the psychologist listenin'
The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon
The way you front, man, it was all for rap
I was 28 years young, twenty mill' in tax
Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic
Never had it in public, late reaction
Fifty K to cousins, post a caption
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive
I grieve different
I grieve different (Huh)
I met her on the third night of Chicago
North America tour, my enclave
Fee-fi-fo-fum, she was a model
Dedicated to the songs I wrote in her Bible
Eyes like green penetratin' the moonlight
Hair done in a bun, energy in the room like
Big Bang for theory, God, hopin' you hear me
Phone off the ringer, tell the world, "I'm busy"
Fair enough, green eyes said her mother didn't care enough
Sympathize when her daddy in the chain gang
Her first brother got killed, he was twenty-one
I was nine when they put Lamont in the grave
Heartbroken when Estelle didn't say goodbye
Chad left his body after we FaceTimed
Green eyes said you'd be okay, first tour sex the pain away
I grieve different
I grieve different (Huh)
The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon
The way you front, man, it was all for rap
I was 28 years young, twenty mill' in tax
Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic
Never had it in public, late reaction
Fifty K to cousins, post a caption
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive
So what, paralyzed, the county building controlled us
I bought a Rolex watch, I only wore it once
I bought infinity pools I never swimmed in
I watched Keem buy four cars in four months
You know the family dynamics on repeat
The insecurities locked down on PC
I bought a .223, nobody peace treat
You won't doo-doo me, I smell TNT
Dave got him a Porsche, so I got me a Porsche
Paid lottery for it, I ain't want it in portions
Poverty was the case, but the money wipin' the tears away
I grieve different
(Everybody grieves different)
(Everybody grieves different)
I grieve different (Huh)
araf lyrics
LYRICS:
I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime
(Tell them, tell ‘em, tell them the truth)
I hope you find some paradise
(Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em—tell them your—)
I’ve been goin’ through somethin’
One-thousand eight-hundred and fifty-five days
I’ve been goin’ through somethin’
Be afraid
What is a bitch in a miniskirt?
A man in his feelings with bitter nerve
What is a woman that really hurt?
A demon, you're better off killing her
What is a relative making repetitive narratives on how you did it first?
That is a predator hit reverse
All of your presidents evil thirst
What is a neighborhood reptable?
That is a snitch on a pedestal
What is a house with a better view?
A family broken in variables
What is a rapper with jewelry?
A way that I show my maturity
What if I call on security?
That mean I'm calling on God for purity
I went and got me a therapist
I can debate on my theories and sharing it (Woah)
Consolidate all my comparisons
Humble enough because time is imperative (Woah)
Started to feel like there's only one answer to everything, I don't know where it is (Woah)
Popping a bottle of Claritin (Woah)
Is it my head or my arrogance? (Woah)
Shaking and moving, like, what am I doing?
I'm flipping my time through the Rolodex
Indulging myself and my life and my music
The world that I'm in is a cul-de-sac
The world that we in is just menacing
The demons portrayed as religion is
I wake in the morning, another appointment
I hope the psychologist listenin'
The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon
The way you front, man, it was all for rap
I was 28 years young, twenty mill' in tax
Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic
Never had it in public, late reaction
Fifty K to cousins, post a caption
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive
I grieve different
I grieve different (Huh)
I met her on the third night of Chicago
North America tour, my enclave
Fee-fi-fo-fum, she was a model
Dedicated to the songs I wrote in her Bible
Eyes like green penetratin' the moonlight
Hair done in a bun, energy in the room like
Big Bang for theory, God, hopin' you hear me
Phone out to ring, but tell the world I'm busy
Fair enough, green eyes said her mother didn't care enough
Sympathize when her daddy in a chain gang
Her first brother got killed, he was 21
I was nine when they put Lamont in the grave
Heart broken when Estelle didn't say goodbye
Chad left his body after we FaceTimed
Green eyes said you'd be okay, first to assess the pain away
I grieve different
I grieve different (Huh)
The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon
The way you front, man, it was all for rap
I was 28 years young, twenty mill' in tax
Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic
Never had it in public, late reaction
Fifty K to cousins, post a caption
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive
So what, paralyzed, the county buildin' controlled us
I bought a Rolex watch, I only wore it once
I bought infinity pools I never swimmed in
I watched Keem buy four cars in four months
You know the family dynamics on repeat
The insecurities locked down on PC
I bought a .223, nobody peace treat
You won't doo-doo me, I smell TNT
Dave got him a Porsche, so I got me a Porsche
Paid lottery for it, I ain't want it in portions
Poverty was the case—but the money wipin' the tears away
I grieve different
(Everybody grieves different)
(Everybody grieves different)
I grieve different (Huh)
Jojo
[Intro]
I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime
(Tell them, tell ‘em, tell them the truth)
I hope you find some paradise
(Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em—tell them your—)
I’ve been goin’ through somethin’
1,855 days
I’ve been goin’ through somethin’
Be afraid
[Verse 1]
What is a bitch in a miniskirt?
A man in his feelings with bitter nerve
What is a woman that really hurt?
A demon, you're better off killing her
What is a relative making repetitive narratives on how you did it first?
That is a predator hit reverse
All of your presidents evil thirst
What is a neighborhood rectable?
That is a snitch on a pedestal
What is a house with a better view?
A family broken invariables
What is a rapper with jewelry?
A way that I show my maturity
What if I call on security?
That mean I'm calling on God for purity
[Verse 2]
I went and got me a therapist
I can debate on my theories and sharing it (Woah)
Consolidate all my comparisons
Humble enough because time is imperative (Woah)
Starting to feel like there's only one answer to everything, I don't know where it is (Woah)
Popping a bottle of Claritin (Woah)
Is it my hate or my arrogance? (Woah)
Shaking and moving, like, what am I doing? I'm flipping my time through the Rolodex
Indulging myself and my life and my music, the world that I'm in is a cul-de-sac
The world that we in is just menacing
The demons portrayed as religion is
I wake in the morning, another appointment, I hope the psychologist listenin'
[Verse 3]
The new Mercedes with black G Wagon
The way you front, man, it was all for rap
I was 28 years young, 20 mill’ in tax
Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
500 in jewelry, chain was magic
Never had it in public, late reaction
50K to cousins, post a caption
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive
[Interlude]
I grieve different
I grieve different (Huh)
[Verse 4]
I met her on the third night of Chicago
North America tour, my enclave
Fee-fi-fo-fum—she was a model
Dedicated to the songs I wrote in her Bible
Eyes like green penetratin' the moonlight
Hair done in a bun, energy in the room like
Big Bang for theory, God, hopin' you hear me
Phone out to ring, but tell the world I'm busy
Fair enough, green eyes said her mother didn't care enough
Sympathize when her daddy in a chain gang
Her first brother got killed, he was 21
I was nine when they put the mud in the grave
Heart broken when I [?] and say goodbye
Chad left his body after we facetimed
Green eyes said you'd be okay, first to assess the pain away
[Interlude]
I grieve different
I grieve different (Huh)
[Verse 5]
The new Mercedes with black G Wagon
The way you front, man, it was all for rap
I was 28 years young, 20 mill’ in tax
Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
500 in jewelry, chain was magic
Never had it in public, late reaction
50K to cousins, post a caption
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive
[Verse 6]
So what, paralyzed, the county buildin' controlled us
I bought a Rolex watch, I only wore it once
I bought infinity pools I never swimmed in
I watched Keem buy four cars in four months
You know the family dynamics on repeat
The insecurities locked down on PC
I bought a 2-2-3, nobody peace treat
You won't doo-doo me, I smell TNT
Dave bought him a Porsche, so I bought a Porsche
Paid lottery for it, I ain't want it in portions
Poverty was the case—but the money wipin' the tears away
[Outro]
I grieve different
(Everybody grieves different)
(Everybody grives different)
I grieve different (Huh)
Brandon Butch
Damn, we needed this. Welcome back Kendrick
Umar Deshkukh
🛐
Nar🏆
@ϲv$lime X is part of Soundcloud era…Im confused about what you’re trying to say lol
OriginallyTaken
Kendrick Lamar definitely needs to be added to some hall of fame.
Lukas Thompson
@Jett Poe Prizes mean nothing.
Jett Poe
He won the Pulitzer 🤘🤘🤘
Swog
@Lukas Thompson their talent can still mean some even if they’re a bad person. You said good musician and bad person, doesn’t mean his music is bad.
Kathryn
My daughter and I listened to this album from start to finish last Sunday, while on the road. 21 and 51 years old. We jammed, grooved, cried and were amazed. A hip hop opera. Incredible. We are busting butts to make ticket money for the Detroit show. Some things can't be missed.
Mooney 🌙
i love this 🥹❤️
Estova
@Wehere323 What would someone gain from telling a personal anecdote about an album? Maybe you think cynicism is cool but it doesn't even make any sense here.