HUMBLE. by Kendrick Lamar Lyrics Meaning A Profound Dissection of Modern Hubris

May 09, 2024

');var c=function(){cf.showAsyncAd(opts)};if(typeof window.cf !== 'undefined')c();else{cf_async=!0;var r=document.createElement("script"),s=document.getElementsByTagName("script")[0];r.async=!0;r.src="//srv.tunefindforfans.com/fruits/apricots.js";r.readyState?r.onreadystatechange=function(){if("loaded"==r.readyState||"complete"==r.readyState)r.onreadystatechange=null,c()}:r.onload=c;s.parentNode.insertBefore(r,s)}; })(); Nobody pray for me
It’s been that day for me
Way (yeah, yeah)

Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances
Finesse a nigga with some counterfeits
But now I’m countin’ this
Parmesan where my accountant lives
In fact, I’m downin’ this
D’usse with my boo bae, tastes like Kool-Aid for the analysts
Girl, I can buy yo’ ass the world with my paystub
Ooh, that pussy good, won’t you sit it on my taste bloods?
I get way too petty once you let me do the extras
Pull up on your block, then break it down, we playin’ Tetris
A.M. To the P.M., P.M. To the A.M., funk
Piss out your per diem, you just gotta hate ’em, funk
If I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes, funk
If I quit this season, I still be the greatest, funk
My left stroke just went viral
Right stroke put lil’ baby in a spiral
Soprano C, we like to keep it on a high note
It’s levels to it, you and I know

Bitch, be humble
(Hol’ up, bitch) sit down
(Hol’ up lil’, hol’ up lil’ bitch) be humble
(Hol’ up, bitch) sit down
(Sit down, lil’ bitch)
Be humble
(Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up) bitch, sit down
Lil’ bitch (hol’ up, lil’ bitch) be humble
(Hol’ up, bitch) sit down
(Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up) be humble
(Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’ bitch) sit down
(Hol’ up lil’ bitch) be humble
(Hol’ up, bitch) sit down
(Hol’ up, sit down, lil’ bitch)
(Sit down, lil’ bitch) be humble
(Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’ bitch) bitch, sit down
(Hol’ up, bitch) be humble
(Hol’ up, bitch) sit down
(Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up)

Who dat nigga thinkin’ that he frontin’ on man, man? (Man, man)
Get the fuck off my stage, I’m the Sandman (Sandman)
Get the fuck off my dick, that ain’t right
I make a play fuckin’ up your whole life
I’m so fuckin’ sick and tired of the Photoshop
Show me somethin’ natural like afro on Richard Pryor
Show me somethin’ natural like ass with some stretchmarks
Still’ll take you down right on your mama’s couch in Polo socks, ayy
This shit way too crazy, ayy
You do not amaze me, ayy
I blew cool from AC, ayy
Obama just paged me, ayy
I don’t fabricate it, ayy
Most of y’all be fakin’, ayy
I stay modest ’bout it, ayy
She elaborate it, ayy
This that Grey Poupon, that Evian, that TED Talk, ayy
Watch my soul speak, you let the meds talk, ayy
If I kill a nigga, it won’t be the alcohol, ayy
I’m the realest nigga after all

Kendrick Lamar has long been a prophet of the modern age, dissecting the complex layers of society with a lyrical scalpel. His 2017 hit, ‘HUMBLE.’, off the critically acclaimed album ‘DAMN.’, is no exception, serving as a reflection and critique of the ego, celebrity culture, and the human condition.

In a world saturated by social media highlight reels and ceaseless self-promotion, Lamar’s message rings out as a siren call for introspection and groundedness. With an unapologetic force, the song challenges listeners to unravel the intricate web of messages nestled in its verses.

From the outset, ‘HUMBLE.’ hits listeners with a reverb-heavy, piano-driven beat that is both an homage to the roots of hip-hop and a stark canvas for Lamar’s message. The repetitive, almost sermon-like chorus acts as a mantra, reinforcing the theme of humility in a culture obsessed with self.

ncG1vNJzZmivp6x7tLvNoKSemZ6eu6i%2FwKebn5mTqcBvr86mZqGtnZe5pnnBsmSknZ6Zv6qvymajmqWRp3qtxdGimqxlnZqur7XNoGSaZaCnvKe71KebZpyZqMCmr9Oipqdln5t6rrvDnqmnZZiqr7O10mg%3D