This is my whole gripe with you NY cats right now. Its like you listened to the song, but completely disregarded the end of it.
You guys are so stuck far up your owned ***** that you don't see how none of this is about you in the first place, but since you made it about yourselves (as usual), I asked a question in response hoping for a real answer but never got one.
I've stated PAGES back yesterday in response to someone about the whole KONY line and how it was in relation to 2Pac and Biggie. I understood the damn line form the first listen of the verse.
I get in the car and go about my day after I log off, hear the song on the radio, and DMV cats talking about some "IS KENDRICK SAYING HE'S THE KING OF NY? HOW IS HIP HOP GOING TO RESPOND TO THIS? Blah blah blah blah blah" I hop online last night, and theres more of the same BS. Hell, I even had to break the damn line down to my boys cause they got caught up in the same hype.
But this **** ain't even about NY. Kendrick spit one little piece of a line mentioning ya'll and ya'll ran with it. That whole line was irrelevant to his verse in a bigger sense because Kenderick's main point in the whole verse was "All you new ****** I'm coming up with, we homies but don't get it twisted. I'm out here aiming to be number one. I want to take all of your fans even down to the core ride or die fans, and leave you without a job. I love ya'll, but once I get on this mic is war". Thene he proceeed to go into a slim shady reminiscent verse of punchlines and metaphors to finish the job off to show you how lyrical he can be.
This **** ain't have a damn thing to do with New York. This was Kendrick flexing his lyrical ability to let ****** know what time it is.
I've posted MULTIPLE times in this thread saying, I don't want to hear **** from a NY rapper, unless he was called out. I honestly, don't care about NY.
But as usual, New Yorkers will make everything about them.
So once I saw this huge uproar from not only NY NTers, but NYers online in general and on the radio, I thought I would ask the question "If Kendrick ain't as hot as ya'll claim to be the King of LA let alone NY, who in NY can spit with him?"
And then all hell breaks loose because this fool I've been going back and forth with can't even answer my simple question.