Mattsuuii

WOW i didn't realize he did that on purpose like that with each album it's PURE GENIUS

Each Kendrick Lamar album represents a form of Media.

Section.80 - a novel/book: Sat around the campfire telling stories from different people’s perspectives. Some tracks are called “Chapters”.

GKMC - a short film: Whole album is like a linear story about Kendrick growing up in Compton. Last track is like the end credits of Kendrick leaving Compton. The skits throughout the album.

TPAB - a poem: The poem throughout the album is part of a letter to Tupac. In the vinyl it says “a letter by Kendrick Lamar”. The themes and poetic writing of the album.

DAMN. - a magazine/satire play: Every song is in caps with a period in the end, which is how scenes are formatted in a script. So each song is a scene in the play. Even in the Grammy performance he had “a satire by Kendrick Lamar” written.
It also matches a typical magazine covering a vast array of subjects, including news, fashion, sports, hobbies, advice etc.

MM&TBS - a theatrical play: The album uses a lot of dialogue and explores different perspectives, fitting the idea of a stage production.

GNX - a mixtape: Compilation of favorite pieces of music, typically by many different artists, recorded on to tape or another medium by an individual.

Future Albums: We might see some of these forms: TV, Journalism, Blog, Radio etc.

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(Intro - Spoken Word)
"From chrysalis of doubt, a phoenix takes its flseat,

Where calcified despair once held the fading light.

Against the gnashing gears of fate, a whispered plea,

A quantum leap of will, where none perceived to see.

Through nebulous terrains, where shadows dared to creep,

A luminary's spark, from slumber roused so deep.

The theorems of chance, rewritten in the soul,

A symphony of triumph, making broken spirits whole.

(Verse 1)
My lexicon’s a vortex, where "lack" becomes a myth,

A syllabic sorcery, where "shackles" find a rift.

They said my sonic blueprints, were chimeric schemes,

A phantasmagoria, dissolved in fractured dreams.

But I, a cryptic cartographer, with astral grace,

Transmuted spectral whispers, into a sonic space.

Where "hearsay" is a phantom, and "here's a" truth unveiled,

My cadence, a cataclysm, where "pale" ambitions failed.

I'm sculpting sonic monoliths, with granular finesse,

Where "bass" reverberates, and "base" desires digress.

My melic architecture, a complex, woven skein,

A labyrinth of rhythms, where "wane" will never reign.

From "sight" unseen, I conjure, a "cite" of pure renown,

Where "rose" from ashes, my "rows" of sonic crown.

(Hook)

They measured my potential, with a broken paradigm,

But I, the outlier, transcended space and time.

Through storms of circumstance, where futures turned to rust,

I forged a golden pathway, from the ashes of distrust.

This ain't a fairytale, this is a warrior's creed,

Where every scar's a sonnet, every triumph, a seed.

Defying every metric, every statistical lie,

I'm writing my own legend, beneath a boundless sky.

(Verse 2)

My studio, a crucible, where "raw" potential gleams,

A nexus of harmonics, where "roars" are sonic streams.

I'm etching sonic hieroglyphs, on tympanic walls,

Where "idle" chatter fades, and "idol" music calls.

My waveforms, like a tapestry, of interwoven light,

Where "dense" vibrations resonate, and banish endless night.

I'm a sonic alchemist, transmuting lead to gold,

Where "sole" ambition blossoms, stories yet untold.

I'm sculpting sonic landscapes, with fractal symmetry,

Where "phase" transitions ripple, in sonic ecstasy.

My sonic lexicon expands, with every crafted sound,

Where "heed" is given to the depths, where truth can be found.

I'm a virtuoso voyager, through auditory seas,

Where "fate" surrenders to the force, of my symphonies.

(Hook Repeated)

(Verse 3)

My journey, a palimpsest, where struggles intertwine,

A testament to resilience, a paradigm divine.

I'm a sonic architect, constructing sonic spires,

Where "mire" of mediocrity, ignites with burning fires.

My sonic resonance expands, a catalyst of change,

Where "plain" existence shatters, and new dimensions range.

I'm a harbinger of sonic truth, a rhythmic seer,

Where "fear" is rendered obsolete, and clarity is near.

My sonic legacy unfolds, a tapestry of sound,

Where "bound" by limitations, no longer can be found.

I'm a maestro of the unseen, a sonic artisan,

Where "wan" ambitions flourish, a new epoch began.

My sonic signature, a beacon in the night,

Where "write" my own destiny, with incandescent light.

(Outro)
The odds, a phantom force, a spectral, hollow guise,

A construct of perception, reflected in their eyes.

But in the crucible of self, a truth begins to bloom,

That every shattered fragment, illuminates the room.

The power to transcend, resides within the core,

To rewrite every narrative, and open every door.

Embrace the dissonance, the chaos, and the strife,

For in defying odds, you truly find your life." - Mattsuuii

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