Uptown81
Kendrick Lamar Lyrics


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Right
Gather β€²round hustlas that's if ya still livinβ€²
And get on down with this THC vision

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 Iβ€²m, one of the illest niggas doinβ€² it
Or these niggas is losin' it, silly minds
They try to style on a New York nigga
Like my flow ainβ€²t 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, itβ€²s never good
There's a Rich Porter story in every hood, DZA

No matter how far we go
We forever be real, weβ€²ll 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

My turbulence put a burden on young herbs
Once it's crackinβ€² itβ€²s 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 tumblinβ€² out my mind
This ain't 1992 bullets tumblinβ€² 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
Donβ€²t press ya luck when I'm pressed for time
Cause when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind
The president's prayer canβ€²t save us in my cul-de-sac
Thereβ€²s codeine, crack and cognac enough violence to keep the devil smilin' while we whilinβ€² 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 thatβ€²s 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 ridinβ€²
And we ride rotten, 2 choppers found dirty sirens
You ain't been where I been, I know where I'm goinβ€²
And lifeβ€²s a bitch, I know that she hoing
I know what I'm sewing, what I reap
I know that Iβ€²m flowing like water from sea or water from creek
And if I don't speak, I know you ainβ€²t growin
Cause I'm a leader, respect it when you see em
Accepted by yo new bitch, yo old bitch and yo BM




Yβ€²all always on that BS and PS I'm takin all things
I'm takin off first, this G6 is on itβ€²s way

Overall Meaning

In Kendrick Lamar's song "Uptown81," the lyrics reflect on his position as a skilled rapper and his determination to stand out from mediocre artists. He starts by addressing the hustlers, emphasizing the importance of staying true to one's craft. Kendrick criticizes the state of the music industry, referring to it as a dying breed with too many subpar artists. He asserts his superiority by referencing Parappa the Rapper, a video game character known for his exceptional rapping skills. Kendrick describes being garbage as a disease and takes it upon himself to eliminate the misery of these weak artists. He declares himself a god and demands homage.


Line by Line Meaning

Right
Let's get started


Gather β€²round hustlas that's if ya still livinβ€²
Listen up, hustlers, if you're still alive and grinding


And get on down with this THC vision
Get involved in this vision fueled by THC (marijuana) inspiration


The last of a dying breed too many whack artists
I represent the dying breed of talented artists amidst a sea of mediocre ones


So tell em Parappa the Rapper nigga rap harder
Tell those other rappers to step up their game and rap with more intensity


Like being garbage some type of disease
Being untalented or mediocre is like a contagious disease


I take em out their misery, make it harder to breathe
I eliminate these mediocre artists from their misery and make it hard for them to succeed


Ain't no problem to me, call me Father MC
It's no issue for me, you can call me the superior MC


Pay homage to a God, bitch fall on your knees
Show respect to a rap god, everyone should bow down


Hood booga wannabe house wife gassed off nini
A hood girl pretending to be sophisticated, deluded and influenced by superficial things


High sadity meanie tryna emulate the TV
An arrogant and mean girl trying to imitate what she sees on TV


But this real, fuck how you feel
But what I represent is real, I don't care about your opinions


Call of Duty mode with these verses, lot of kills
I'm in a mode where my rap verses are like a deadly video game, achieving many kills


First niggas doubted the flow, now how you feel?
The haters initially doubted my rap skills, now how do they feel about my success?


If this was back in the days you'd get a lot of gills
If this was in the past, you would receive a lot of negative criticism


Gimme mines, I really rhyme
Give me what's rightfully mine, I am truly talented


Yup really Iβ€²m, one of the illest niggas doinβ€² it
Yes, I really am one of the most skilled artists in the game


Or these niggas is losin' it, silly minds
Or these other artists are losing their minds, they're foolish


They try to style on a New York nigga
They attempt to show off and overshadow a rapper from New York


Like my flow ainβ€²t cold like a New York winter
As if my rap flow isn't as cold and impactful as a winter in New York


I don't stunt, I regulate
I don't show off, I maintain control and authority


Seen empires separate
I have witnessed great empires falling apart


Best friends kill best friends everyday
Even close friends turn on each other and cause harm on a daily basis


For petty sake not even heavyweight, itβ€²s never good
They fight and harm each other over insignificant matters, which is never a good thing


There's a Rich Porter story in every hood, DZA
Every neighborhood has its own story of betrayal and tragedy, like the Rich Porter incident


No matter how far we go
Regardless of how successful we become


We forever be real, weβ€²ll never fold
We will always remain genuine and never break under pressure


Know my niggas stay down, we all we know
My friends remain loyal, we only rely on each other


We gotta get it so we live it just remember what we do and won't stop
We strive to achieve success, living the lifestyle we choose, and we won't give up


My turbulence put a burden on young herbs
My success and fame have put pressure on inexperienced artists


Once it's crackinβ€² itβ€²s a chain reaction minus Yung Berg
Once the music scene becomes lively and thriving, it spreads like a chain reaction regardless of any obstacles


I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence
I am so close to reaching greatness that I eliminate other artists without leaving any trace of their existence


Take a shot at the Excorcist then X em out with these words
I attack and weaken my adversaries like the Exorcist would with demonic possession, and then defeat them with my powerful lyrics


Panoramic views be tumblinβ€² out my mind
I have a vast range of thoughts and ideas continuously flowing through my mind


This ain't 1992 bullets tumblinβ€² out no nines
This is not the era of gang violence like in 1992, where bullets were fired frequently from guns


Big AK's like Alicia Keys abbreviated
Powerful AK-47 rifles are as significant as a shortened version of Alicia Keys' name


And nowadays niggas stand behind em like Clive Davis
In current times, artists support the use of AK-47s just like how Clive Davis supports upcoming musicians


Clyde Drexler, before the hood got dribbled niggas right up on the stretcher
Similar to how Clyde Drexler (a basketball player) evaded defenders, individuals in the neighborhood engage in violent conflict that leads to injuries


An understatement said that K. Lamar was under pressure
It's an understatement to say that I, K. Lamar, was facing immense pressure


Donβ€²t press ya luck when I'm pressed for time
Don't try your luck when I'm in a hurry, because I won't tolerate it


Cause when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind
When the media gets their hands on this verse, they will definitely hit the rewind button to play it again


The president's prayer canβ€²t save us in my cul-de-sac
Even the president's prayers cannot protect us from the violence and problems of my neighborhood


Thereβ€²s codeine, crack and cognac enough violence to keep the devil smilin' while we whilinβ€² on them corners with them ropes and rats
There is an abundance of drug abuse, violence, and chaos in the neighborhood that brings joy to the devil, while we engage in reckless activities on the streets surrounded by danger


Nigga build a trap house, hope his homies don't run his trap
Someone builds an illegal drug house, hoping that his friends don't betray him and reveal his operation to law enforcement


See the Feds and tap out thatβ€²s wrestler shit
When encountering law enforcement officers, quickly surrender and give up, just like in professional wrestling


Don't rest your case as a gangsta because you wrestled your bitch
Don't claim to be tough because you had a physical altercation with your partner


We move in silence, like the potato tip when we ridinβ€²
We operate discreetly and quietly, similar to the sound of a potato on the barrel of a gun when we're driving around


And we ride rotten, 2 choppers found dirty sirens
We drive through dangerous areas, armed with illegal firearms, and the police are always chasing after us


You ain't been where I been, I know where I'm goinβ€²
You haven't experienced what I've been through, but I have a clear vision of my future


And life's a bitch, I know that she hoing
Life is difficult and unpredictable, just like a woman who engages in promiscuous behavior


I know what I'm sewing, what I reap
I am aware of what I am planting and what I will eventually harvest


I know that I'm flowing like water from sea or water from creek
I am aware that my rap flow is smooth and continuous, just like water flowing from the sea or a creek


And if I don't speak, I know you ainβ€²t growin
If I don't speak, it means you haven't progressed or evolved


Cause I'm a leader, respect it when you see em
I am a leader, so show respect when you encounter someone like me


Accepted by yo new bitch, yo old bitch and yo BM
I am accepted and respected by your current girlfriend, your ex-girlfriend, and your child's mother


Yβ€²all always on that BS and PS I'm takin all things
You are always involved in useless and petty matters, while I am taking control of everything


I'm takin off first, this G6 is on itβ€²s way
I'm flying away and leaving first, as this private jet (G6) is preparing for takeoff




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RatedFlyBizzy

one of the hottest songs they didn't get the views it deserved

rugdagod07

This song made me a Kendrick fan

Itz Akuma

rugdagod07 I feel you, ball game on Dzas first tape got me sharp to Kendrick, had to figure out who kid was lol

Big Free

rugdagod07 bro same

Ashley Dixon

Istg

Dev

Me too

Brashad Carr

Kendrick went crazy.

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Breathe First

I stumbled into this song, glad I did. classic!

Isaiah Redmond

This beat is πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

Cal-Ekid

Still My Shit Since 2010 Omm This Shit Helped A Nigga Get Thru Some Shit This Melody Is Fucking Beautiful. .

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