Kendrick Lamar “We Cry Together” review
Kendrick Lamar just released a short film for his song “We Cry Together” with Taylour Paige off his album “Mr Morale and the Big Steppers” and here is the review
We Cry Together Review
The acting looks as original and realistic as it was made to look.
Both Kendrick Lamar and the Taylour Paige actually put in the emotion and anger we needed to see. To an extent, it makes We Cry Together hold up till we finish watching it because there seems to be a lot to see from their reactions to each other’s insults.
Also, kudos on the Scripting because the dialogue was paced and the pace was kept perfectly.
Jake Schreier, Dave Free and Kendrick Lamar did well on the direction too, at least based on the set, and the way the couple shift from room to room during their argument and how they get triggered by each other.
Kendrick Lamar We Cry Together Review
First, the dialogue is over-flogged and the constant use of “F*** you” waters the video down and makes you want to forward to what actually happens in the end.
Second, there is no build-up.
You can almost predict what they will say and we get the feeling the fight will go on for ten minutes and will definitely end up with sex.
Also, the fight was almost supposed to get physical in the sense of throwing things at themselves or even throwing tantrums or yelling at each other.
These are the major misses, but apart from that, We Cry Together is an interesting watch
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Replay Value: 1.2/2
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Kendrick Lamar Duckworth (born June 17, 1987) is an American rapper, songwriter, and record producer. He is often cited as one of the most influential rappers of his generation.
Aside from his solo career, he is also a member of the hip hop supergroup Black Hippy alongside his former Top Dawg Entertainment (TDE) labelmates Ab-Soul, Jay Rock, and Schoolboy Q.
Raised in Compton, California, Lamar embarked on his musical career as a teenager under the stage name K.Dot, releasing a mixtape titled Y.H.N.I.C. (Hub City Threat Minor of the Year) that garnered local attention and led to his signing with indie record label TDE.
He began to gain recognition in 2010 after his first retail release, Overly Dedicated. The following year, he independently released his first studio album, Section.80, which included his debut single “HiiiPoWeR”.
By that time, he had amassed a large online following and collaborated with several prominent rappers.
He subsequently secured a record deal with Dr. Dre’s Aftermath Entertainment, under the aegis of Interscope Records.
Lamar’s major-label debut album, Good Kid, M.A.A.D City, was released in 2012, garnering him widespread critical recognition and mainstream success.
His third album To Pimp a Butterfly (2015), which incorporated elements of funk, soul, jazz, and spoken word, predominantly centred around the Black-American experience.
It became his first number-one album on the US Billboard 200 and was an enormous critical success.
His fourth album, Damn (2017), saw continued acclaim, becoming the first non-classical and non-jazz album to be awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Music.
It also yielded his first number-one single, “Humble”, on the US Billboard Hot 100. Lamar curated the soundtrack to the superhero film Black Panther (2018) and in 2022, released his fifth and last album with TDE, Mr. Morale & the Big Steppers, which received critical acclaim.
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Hold on to each other
Hold on to each other
This is what the world sounds like
Nah, fuck you, nigga (Fuck you, bitch)
You got me fucked up
Fuck you, fuck you
I swear I’m tired of these emotional ass,
ungrateful ass bitches (Shut the fuck up)
Unstable ass, confrontational ass dumb bitches
You wanna bring a nigga down, even when I’m tryna do right
We could go our separate ways right now,
you could move on with your life (I swear to God)
Fuck you nigga, you love a pity party, I won’t show up
Always act like your shit don’t stink, motherfucker, grow up
Forever late for shit, won’t buy shit, sit around and deny shit (Man)
Fuck around on a side bitch, then come fuckin’ up my shit
What? Fuckin’ up yo’ shit? You must be bleedin’ and some more shit
Bitch, I don’t know shit, fuck yo’ feelings
You on some ho shit
See, I don’t know why you like playin’ mind games with me
Bitch, I ain’t slow nor ditsy, I know when you bein’ distant
I know when you fake busy
Get out yo’ feelings and miss me with that reverse psychology
Man, bitch, you trippin’, who got you that Rollie chain?
And who put that car in my name?
What, you think I’ma kiss yo’ ass?
Nah, nigga, you fuckin’ lame
You know what? Fuck you, bitch (Fuck you, nigga)
Nah, fuck you, bitch (Nah, fuck you, nigga)
Fuck you, bitch (Nah, fuck you, nigga)
Nah, fuck you, bitch (Fuck you, nigga)
Fuck you, bitch (Fuck you, nigga)
Fuck you (Fuck you), fuck you (Fuck you)
Fuck you (Fuck you)
Fuck you, nigga
Fuck you, bitch (Nah, fuck you)
Wastin’ my time and energy tryna be good to you
Lost friends, family, gained more enemies ’cause of you
Bitches starin’ at me in sorrow, hoes scratchin’ my cars up
Shoulda followed my mind in ’09 and just moved to Georgia
Oh, what, that’s my fault now?
Bitch, you power trippin’,
or guilt trippin’? I held yo’ ass down
You just kept me down, that’s a big difference
Stressin’ myself tryna figure why I’m not good enough
Goin’ to church, prayin’ for you, searchin’ for good in us
Lil’ dick ass nigga that’s tryna go big
But you was suckin’ this dick though
Well, shit, I shoulda sucked his
What you say?
I shoulda found a bigger dick
Bitch, get the fuck out my face
Oh, what, you mad?
Shut up, bitch, you got me fucked up today, on God
Ah-ha, you mad lil’ feelings is shot
Go text that raggedy bitch
and tell her you all that she got
Let her know you packin’ yo’ shit and gotta move by the first
Man, give me these fuckin’ keys, dawg
Give me my keys, I’ma be late for work
Fuck yo’ job, today gon’ be the day you walk to that bitch
Give me my fuckin’ keys
Nah, I liked you parked in that bitch
Give me my keys bro
On God, you ain’t gettin’ these keys
Give me my fucking keys
Ah, now you mad at me,
I got you hollerin’ for nothin’
I do the same when we fuckin’
Act like that pussy ain’t loose
I’d rather act like I’m cummin’
I’d rather fuck off the juice
I’d rather fuck on your cousin
Bitch, you said you gon’ fuck who?
You heard me, nigga, it’s nothing
You know what? Fuck you, bitch (Fuck you, nigga)
Fuck you bitch, no, fuck you nigga
Fuck you (Fuck you, b-)
Fuck you (Fuck that nigga), fuck you (Hey, fuck you)
Fuck you, bitch (Fuck you)
Fuck you bitch, you stupid ass bitch
I don’t even know why I fuck with you
I’ll be damned if I stuck with you
Changed my number, I’m duckin you, bitch
Bitch, whatever is comfortable
This the type of shit couples do
Shoulda thought about cuffin’ you, bitch
Nigga, you dirty and you broke
Ho, you goofy and gullible,
fuck you talkin’ ’bout?
Mmm, the insecurities you got, won’t mind fuck me
Womanizer, got no affection from yo’ momma, I see
Don’t speak on my momma, the fuck is yo’ problem?
That bitch don’t like me anyways
Bitch, she gave you the Honda
And used that shit to throw
it in my face (Man, hol’ on, bro)
Find it funny you just can’t apologize (Bitch, dawg)
Egotistic, narcissistic, love your own lies (Bro)
See, you the reason why strong women fucked up
Why they say it’s a man’s world
See, you the reason for Trump
You the reason, we overlooked, underpaid, underbooked, under shame
If you look, I don’t speak, then I’m called out my name
I am flawed, I am pained, never yours, I remained
You the reason bitches start fuckin’ with bitches when they change
You the reason bitches start callin’ y’all bitches ’cause y’all useless
You the reason Harvey Weinstein had to see his conclusion
You the reason R. Kelly can’t recognize that he’s abusive
Man, shut the fuck up, we all know you still playin’ his music
Said I’m tired of these emotional ass, ungrateful ass bitches
Fake innocent, fake feminist, stop pretendin’
Y’all sentiments ain’t realer than what you defendin’
(Here he go, shut the fuck up)
It’s a split decision, broads like you and real victims (Look at you, look at you)
Let’s talk the truth, women in general just can’t get along (Explain, nigga)
Hmm, when Tash got a man, you didn’t pick up the phone (Explain, nigga)
When Nate got a job, you said you stayin’ home (Explain)
Why R&B bitches don’t feature on each other songs?
What the fuck is you talkin’ ’bout?
Never mind bitch, I’m walkin’ out
Whatever, nigga, I’m off you no