Wanna Be Heard
2011
4:21
Official Music Video
Wanna Be Heard by Kendrick Lamar
Lyrics & Translation
English
It's like I don't think you fully understand who I am, ya know?
I'm just a good kid from Compton that wanna rap
I don't represent no colors, I represent my lil' sisters and brothers
I'm the oldest, nigga
And if you can't respect that, your whole perspective is wack
Check it out
I used to wanna rap like JAY-Z
Until I finally realized that Jay wasn't me
I took my time to jot down every line that's a quotable
Critics say I don't be killing this shit but I know I do
Because I used to practice early morning and then after school
I'm working on my hooks my nigga, I ain't tryna battle you
But even if I did, I guarantee I'd overshadow you
Like a fucked up taper that turned to bowl cut
I'mma close cut to Common and Gucci Mane
Now that's a comparison that you probably wouldn't understand
Because I can touch the people and still keep it ghetto
As an '87 Regal with the tree air freshener on the rear-view mirror
I wear a heart on my shoulder
'Member when we used to make the boost look like Motorola?
Your cousin fucked up your room every time he came over
Then went to jail when we got older
That shit is a bad odor, but still I remain focused
In due time, I'll be able to swipe my card and it won't say decline
That shit's embarrassing huh
Hope no one pay you no mind
But it's a bad bitch behind you while you standing in line
Can you relate to my story? Can you follow my dreams
And admirations that I had ever since I was thirteen?
My mamma believed in me, she let me use her van to go to the studio
Even though she know her tank is empty, that's who I do it for
My pops got a different approach, yeah he believed
But he always questioned when I'mma drop my debut CD
How long this gon' take nigga? You still haven't ate nigga
At twenty-two I had two cars and my own place nigga
It's a sacrifice I try to tell him
That's when he turn to BET and tell me that he jealous
Of all these niggas getting money and their shit don't sound like shit
I ain't tryna kill your confidence or forcing you to quit
I just wanna hear you heard
Yep, yep, that's my word
Make a statement with these nouns and verbs
I represent the liquor that's poured out on the curb
Listen to my nouns and verbs (Man, I wanna be heard)
Like a cattle with sheep
While y'all sleep I be up, cooking up all day
Like a mad scientist in that laboratory
Motherfuck what a critic got to say, I'ma be heard
What up DZYNE? I ain't forgot nigga
You developed me, telling me I was hot nigga
You believed in me first, that's what's for sure
At the church recording, at the garage, but it worked
But me and Dave kind of felt you lost the passion
A lot was going on in your life and you needed space
But still I should have came to you first to tell you what happened
But I was seventeen and figured it's best I stay away
And I was wrong, I was young and couldn't look you in the eye for what I'd done
But I'm telling you we ain't done
Matter of fact, how's your sons? What they up to?
Remember they used to run away while you had worked on ProTools?
People I used to be in the booth 'til four in the morning
With school in the morning, yawning, but I was on it
Me, you and Dave was on it
Buzzing like Charlotte Hornets when that tape dropped
Where them beats nigga? It's been five years since we had rocked
Time to be heard
Yep, yep, that's my word
Make a statement with these nouns and verbs
I represent the liquor that's poured out on the curb
Listen to my nouns and verbs (Man, I wanna be heard)
Like a cattle with sheep
While y'all sleep I be up, cooking up all day
Like a mad scientist in that laboratory
Motherfuck what a critic got to say, I'ma be heard
So can you feel it?
When you hear it do it pulsate your spirit?
Do it make you wanna say motherfuck a gimmick?
The truth can set you free if you Do the Right Thing
Word to Spike Lee, don't he look like Sounwave?
That's kinda random, but my humor sometimes strays
Like a dog in the night
Twenty-four hours in a day but only take five minutes
To grab a pad and a pen, then send your dog a kite
I spread love like a hippy, but I'm a black one
With Jesus Christ passion, I swear on the bible
Tabernacle to all my rivals, I ain't mad
You hate a nigga for tryna help you, that's your bad
Because I figure I can make a way with these stanzas
I probably can't heal cancer, but I can heal the city
My niggas, tell me you with me
And if you is won't you pop my CD in
Open up your trunk, then let it bump, so I can be heard
Yeah, uh huh
Yep, yep, that's my word
Make a statement with these nouns and verbs
I represent the liquor that's poured out on the curb
Listen to my nouns and verbs (Man, I wanna be heard)
Like a cattle with sheep
While y'all sleep I be up, cooking up all day
Like a mad scientist in that laboratory
Motherfuck what a critic got to say, I'ma be heard
D-Dave, what up nigga?
Matt Jeezy, ha ha ha
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Wanna Be Heard by Kendrick Lamar
Wanna Be Heard* (original Kendrick Lamar)
It's like I don't think you fully understand who I am, ya know?
I'm just a good kid from Compton that wanna rap
I don't represent no colors, I represent my lil' sisters and brothers
I'm the oldest, nigga
And if you can't respect that, your whole perspective is wack
Check it out
I used to wanna rap like JAY-Z
Until I finally realized that Jay wasn't me
I took my time to jot down every line that's a quotable
Critics say I don't be killing this shit but I know I do
Because I used to practice early morning and then after school
I'm working on my hooks my nigga, I ain't tryna battle you
But even if I did, I guarantee I'd overshadow you
Like a fucked up taper that turned to bowl cut
I'mma close cut to Common and Gucci Mane
Now that's a comparison that you probably wouldn't understand
Because I can touch the people and still keep it ghetto
As an '87 Regal with the tree air freshener on the rear-view mirror
I wear a heart on my shoulder
'Member when we used to make the boost look like Motorola?
Your cousin fucked up your room every time he came over
Then went to jail when we got older
That shit is a bad odor, but still I remain focused
In due time, I'll be able to swipe my card and it won't say decline
That shit's embarrassing huh
Hope no one pay you no mind
But it's a bad bitch behind you while you standing in line
Can you relate to my story? Can you follow my dreams
And admirations that I had ever since I was thirteen?
My mamma believed in me, she let me use her van to go to the studio
Even though she know her tank is empty, that's who I do it for
My pops got a different approach, yeah he believed
But he always questioned when I'mma drop my debut CD
How long this gon' take nigga? You still haven't ate nigga
At twenty-two I had two cars and my own place nigga
It's a sacrifice I try to tell him
That's when he turn to BET and tell me that he jealous
Of all these niggas getting money and their shit don't sound like shit
I ain't tryna kill your confidence or forcing you to quit
I just wanna hear you heard
Yep, yep, that's my word
Make a statement with these nouns and verbs
I represent the liquor that's poured out on the curb
Listen to my nouns and verbs (Man, I wanna be heard)
Like a cattle with sheep
While y'all sleep I be up, cooking up all day
Like a mad scientist in that laboratory
Motherfuck what a critic got to say, I'ma be heard
What up DZYNE? I ain't forgot nigga
You developed me, telling me I was hot nigga
You believed in me first, that's what's for sure
At the church recording, at the garage, but it worked
But me and Dave kind of felt you lost the passion
A lot was going on in your life and you needed space
But still I should have came to you first to tell you what happened
But I was seventeen and figured it's best I stay away
And I was wrong, I was young and couldn't look you in the eye for what I'd done
But I'm telling you we ain't done
Matter of fact, how's your sons? What they up to?
Remember they used to run away while you had worked on ProTools?
People I used to be in the booth 'til four in the morning
With school in the morning, yawning, but I was on it
Me, you and Dave was on it
Buzzing like Charlotte Hornets when that tape dropped
Where them beats nigga? It's been five years since we had rocked
Time to be heard
Yep, yep, that's my word
Make a statement with these nouns and verbs
I represent the liquor that's poured out on the curb
Listen to my nouns and verbs (Man, I wanna be heard)
Like a cattle with sheep
While y'all sleep I be up, cooking up all day
Like a mad scientist in that laboratory
Motherfuck what a critic got to say, I'ma be heard
So can you feel it?
When you hear it do it pulsate your spirit?
Do it make you wanna say motherfuck a gimmick?
The truth can set you free if you Do the Right Thing
Word to Spike Lee, don't he look like Sounwave?
That's kinda random, but my humor sometimes strays
Like a dog in the night
Twenty-four hours in a day but only take five minutes
To grab a pad and a pen, then send your dog a kite
I spread love like a hippy, but I'm a black one
With Jesus Christ passion, I swear on the bible
Tabernacle to all my rivals, I ain't mad
You hate a nigga for tryna help you, that's your bad
Because I figure I can make a way with these stanzas
I probably can't heal cancer, but I can heal the city
My niggas, tell me you with me
And if you is won't you pop my CD in
Open up your trunk, then let it bump, so I can be heard
Yeah, uh huh
Yep, yep, that's my word
Make a statement with these nouns and verbs
I represent the liquor that's poured out on the curb
Listen to my nouns and verbs (Man, I wanna be heard)
Like a cattle with sheep
While y'all sleep I be up, cooking up all day
Like a mad scientist in that laboratory
Motherfuck what a critic got to say, I'ma be heard
D-Dave, what up nigga?
Matt Jeezy, ha ha ha
Wanna Be Heard (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Es como si no creo que entiendas completamente quién soy, ¿sabes?
Solo soy un buen chico de Compton que quiere rapear
No represento ningún color, represento a mis hermanitas y hermanos
Soy el mayor, negro
Y si no puedes respetar eso, toda tu perspectiva es una mierda
Échale un vistazo
Solía querer rapear como JAY-Z
Hasta que finalmente me di cuenta de que Jay no era yo
Me tomé mi tiempo para anotar cada línea que es citable
Los críticos dicen que no estoy matando esta mierda, pero sé que lo hago
Porque solía practicar temprano en la mañana y luego después de la escuela
Estoy trabajando en mis ganchos, mi negro, no estoy tratando de pelear contigo
Pero incluso si lo hiciera, te garantizo que te eclipsaría
Como un corte de pelo jodido que se convirtió en tazón
Voy a cortar a Common y Gucci Mane
Ahora esa es una comparación que probablemente no entenderías
Porque puedo tocar a la gente y aún mantenerlo ghetto
Como un Regal del '87 con el ambientador de árbol en el espejo retrovisor
Llevo un corazón en mi hombro
¿Recuerdas cuando solíamos hacer que el boost pareciera Motorola?
Tu primo arruinó tu habitación cada vez que venía
Luego fue a la cárcel cuando nos hicimos mayores
Esa mierda es un mal olor, pero aún así permanezco enfocado
A su debido tiempo, podré deslizar mi tarjeta y no dirá declinar
Esa mierda es vergonzosa, ¿eh?
Espero que nadie te preste atención
Pero hay una perra mala detrás de ti mientras estás de pie en la fila
¿Puedes relacionarte con mi historia? ¿Puedes seguir mis sueños?
¿Y admiraciones que tuve desde que tenía trece años?
Mi mamá creía en mí, me dejó usar su camioneta para ir al estudio
Aunque sabe que su tanque está vacío, es por quien lo hago
Mi padre tiene un enfoque diferente, sí, él creía
Pero siempre cuestionaba cuándo iba a lanzar mi CD debut
¿Cuánto tiempo va a tomar esto, negro? Todavía no has comido, negro
A los veintidós tenía dos coches y mi propio lugar, negro
Es un sacrificio que trato de decirle
Es entonces cuando se pone a ver BET y me dice que está celoso
De todos estos negros ganando dinero y su mierda no suena a nada
No estoy tratando de matar tu confianza ni obligarte a renunciar
Solo quiero que me escuchen
Sí, sí, esa es mi palabra
Haz una declaración con estos sustantivos y verbos
Represento el licor que se vierte en la acera
Escucha mis sustantivos y verbos (Hombre, quiero que me escuchen)
Como un ganado con ovejas
Mientras ustedes duermen, yo estoy despierto, cocinando todo el día
Como un científico loco en ese laboratorio
Que le jodan lo que un crítico tenga que decir, voy a ser escuchado
¿Qué pasa DZYNE? No te he olvidado, negro
Me desarrollaste, diciéndome que estaba de moda, negro
Creíste en mí primero, eso es seguro
En la iglesia grabando, en el garaje, pero funcionó
Pero Dave y yo sentimos que perdiste la pasión
Estaban pasando muchas cosas en tu vida y necesitabas espacio
Pero aún así debería haber ido a ti primero para contarte lo que pasó
Pero tenía diecisiete años y pensé que era mejor que me mantuviera alejado
Y estaba equivocado, era joven y no podía mirarte a los ojos por lo que había hecho
Pero te digo que no hemos terminado
De hecho, ¿cómo están tus hijos? ¿Qué están haciendo?
¿Recuerdas que solían huir mientras trabajabas en ProTools?
Gente que solía estar en la cabina hasta las cuatro de la mañana
Con la escuela por la mañana, bostezando, pero estaba en ello
Tú, Dave y yo estábamos en ello
Zumbando como Charlotte Hornets cuando salió esa cinta
¿Dónde están esos ritmos, negro? Han pasado cinco años desde que rockeamos
Es hora de ser escuchado
Sí, sí, esa es mi palabra
Haz una declaración con estos sustantivos y verbos
Represento el licor que se vierte en la acera
Escucha mis sustantivos y verbos (Hombre, quiero que me escuchen)
Como un ganado con ovejas
Mientras ustedes duermen, yo estoy despierto, cocinando todo el día
Como un científico loco en ese laboratorio
Que le jodan lo que un crítico tenga que decir, voy a ser escuchado
Entonces, ¿puedes sentirlo?
Cuando lo escuchas, ¿pulsa tu espíritu?
¿Te hace querer decir que le jodan a un truco?
La verdad puede liberarte si haces lo correcto
Palabra para Spike Lee, ¿no se parece a Sounwave?
Eso es un poco aleatorio, pero mi humor a veces se desvía
Como un perro en la noche
Veinticuatro horas en un día, pero solo toma cinco minutos
Para agarrar un bloc y un bolígrafo, luego enviarle una cometa a tu perro
Difundo el amor como un hippie, pero soy uno negro
Con la pasión de Jesucristo, juro por la biblia
Tabernáculo para todos mis rivales, no estoy enojado
Odias a un negro por tratar de ayudarte, eso es tu culpa
Porque creo que puedo abrirme camino con estas estrofas
Probablemente no pueda curar el cáncer, pero puedo curar la ciudad
Mis negros, díganme que están conmigo
Y si lo están, ¿no pondrán mi CD?
Abre tu maletero, luego déjalo sonar, para que me escuchen
Sí, uh huh
Sí, sí, esa es mi palabra
Haz una declaración con estos sustantivos y verbos
Represento el licor que se vierte en la acera
Escucha mis sustantivos y verbos (Hombre, quiero que me escuchen)
Como un ganado con ovejas
Mientras ustedes duermen, yo estoy despierto, cocinando todo el día
Como un científico loco en ese laboratorio
Que le jodan lo que un crítico tenga que decir, voy a ser escuchado
D-Dave, ¿qué pasa, negro?
Matt Jeezy, ja ja ja
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