06. u [Produced by Taz Arnold & Whoarei; Additional production by Sounwave]

u [Produced by Taz Arnold & Whoarei; Additional production by Sounwave] The sixth track on Lamar’s third album, “u” acts as a complete contrast to its lead single “i,” an anthem of peace, positivity, and prosperity starting with self-love. With more melancholy production than the funk-influenced “i,” Kendrick peers deep into the dark caverns of his heart to expose the negative thoughts that plague his mind, at point referring to himself as “a fucking failure”. In addition to breaking the track down with MTV, in an interview with Rolling Stone, Lamar said the following about the record: That was one of the hardest songs I had to write. There’s some very dark moments in there. All my insecurities and selfishness and let-downs. That shit is depressing as a motherfucker. But it helps, though. It helps. Anybody reading or listening who may be asking these questions of themselves, just remember: from “u,” you will eventually reach “i.” On New Year’s Eve 2015, T.D.E. posted a video on their Vimeo user called: “Kendrick Lamar – God Is Gangsta”. This video is a 2-part music video for “u” and “For Sale?”. T.D.E.’s verified Vimeo user was made specifically for this video. It has not been posted on YouTube, probably because of it’s explicit content (The video is Rated R). See the video here: Kendrick Lamar -- God Is Gangsta from Top Dawg Entertainment on Vimeo. LYRICS [Screams] [Hook] Loving you is complicated, loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated, loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated, loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated, loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated, loving you is complicated [Verse 1] I place blame on you still, place shame on you still Feel like you ain't shit, feel like you don't feel Confidence in yourself, breakin' on marble floors Watchin' anonymous strangers, tellin' me that I'm yours But you ain't shit, I'm convinced your tolerance nothin' special What can I blame you for, nigga I can name several Situations, I'll start with your little sister bakin' A baby inside, just a teenager, where your patience? Where was your antennas, where was the influence you speak of? You preached in front of 100,000 but never reached her I fuckin' tell you, you fuckin' failure—you ain't no leader! I never liked you, forever despise you—I don't need you! The world don't need you, don't let them deceive you Numbers lie too, fuck your pride too, that's for dedication Thought money would change you, made you more complacent I fuckin' hate you, I hope you embrace it I swear [Hook] Loving you is complicated, loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated, loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated, loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated, loving you is complicated Loving you is complicated, loving you is complicated [Bridge] Lovin' you, lovin' you, not lovin' you, 100° proof I can feel your vibe and recognize that you're ashamed of me Yes, I hate you, too [Skit] House keeping knocks House keeping ¡Abre la puerta! ¡Abre la puerta tengo que limpiar el cuarto! ¡Es que no hay mucho tiempo tengo que limpiar el cuarto! ¡Disculpe! [Verse 2] You the reason why mama and them leavin' No you ain't shit, you say you love them, I know you don't mean it I know you're irresponsible, selfish, in denial, can't help it Your trials and tribulations a burden, everyone felt it Everyone heard it, multiple shots, corners cryin' out You was deserted, where was your antennas again? Where was your presence, where was your support that you pretend? You ain’t no brother, you ain’t no disciple, you ain’t no friend A friend never leave Compton for profit or leave his best friend Little brother, you promised you’d watch him before they shot him Where was your antennas, on the road, bottles and bitches You faced time the one time, that's unforgiven You even Facetimed instead of a hospital visit Guess you thought he would recover well Third surgery, they couldn't stop the bleeding for real Then he died, God himself will say "you fuckin' failed" You ain't try [Verse 3] I know your secrets nigga Mood swings is frequent nigga I know depression is restin' on your heart for two reasons nigga I know you and a couple block boys ain't been speakin' nigga Y'all damn near beefin', I seen it and you're the reason nigga And if this bottle could talk gulp I cry myself to sleep Bitch everything is your fault Faults breakin' to pieces, earthquakes on every weekend Because you shook as soon as you knew confinement was needed I know your secrets Don't let me tell them to the world about that shit you thinkin' And that time you gulp I'm bout to hurl I'm fucked up, but I ain't as fucked up as you You just can't get right, I think your heart made of bullet proof Sh