• yepyeni kanye west & kendrick lamar ortak çalışması. new god flow'da da yer alan ghostface killah sample'ı bu şarkıda da kullanılmış. facts ve real friends'e göre daha güzel olmuş.

    (bkz: sözlerini de yazayım tam olsun)

    [ıntro]
    la di da di da, da
    ı like this flavor
    la di da di da, la
    let me tell you
    ı'm out here from a very far away place
    all for a chance to be a star
    nowhere seems to be too far

    [hook: kanye west]
    no more parties in la
    please baby no more parties in la, uh
    no more parties in la
    please baby no more parties in la, uh
    no more (los angeles)
    please (shake that body, party that body)
    please (shake that body, party that body)
    please (shake that body, party that body)

    [verse 1: kendrick lamar + (kanye west)]
    hey baby you forgot your ray bans
    and my sheets still orange from your spray tan
    ıt was more than soft porn for the k-man
    she remember my sprinter, said "ı was in the grape van"
    uhm, well cutie, ı like your bougie booty
    come erykah badu me, well, let's make a movie
    hell, you know my repertoire is like a wrestler
    ı show you the ropes, connect the dots
    a country girl that love hollywood
    mama used to cook red beans and rice
    now it's denny's, 4 in the morning, spoil your appetite
    liquor pouring and niggas swarming your section with erection
    smoke in every direction, middle finger pedestrians
    r&b singers and lesbians, rappers and managers
    music and iphone cameras
    this shit unanimous for you, it's damaging for you, one thing
    that pussy should only be holding exclusive rights to me, ı mean
    he flew you in this motherfucker on first class
    even went out his way so you could check in an extra bag
    now you wanna divide the yam like it equate the math?
    that shit don't add up, you're making them mad as fuck
    she said she came out here to find an a-list rapper
    ı said baby, spin that round and say the alphabet backwards
    you're dealing with malpractice, don't kill a good nigga's confidence
    just cause he a nerd and you don't know what a condom is
    the head still good though, the head still good though
    ladies say "nam myoho renge kyo"
    make a nigga say big words and act lyrical, make me get spiritual
    make me believe in miracles, buddhist monks and captain crunch cereal
    lord have mercy, thou will not hurt me
    five buddies all herded up on a thursday
    bottle service, head service, ı came in first place
    the opportunity, the proper top of breast and booty cheek
    the pop community, ı mean these bitches come with uni fee
    and ı walk through with ease, moving units through consumer streets
    then my shoe released, she was kicking in gratuity
    and yeah g, ı was all for it
    she said k lamar, you kind of dumb to be a poet
    ı'mma put you on game for the lames that don't know they're a rookie
    ınstagram is the best way to promote some pussy

    [verse 2: kanye west]
    scary, scary
    no more parties in la
    please baby, no more parties in la
    friday night tryna make it into the city
    breakneck speeds, passenger seat something pretty
    thinking back to how ı got here in the first place
    second class bitches wouldn't let me on first base
    a backpack nigga with luxury taste buds
    and a louis vuitton store, got all of my pay stubs
    got pussy from beats ı did for niggas more famous
    when did ı become a list? ı wasn't even on a list
    strippers get invited to where they only get hired
    when ı get on my steve jobs, somebody gon' get fired
    ı was uninspired since lauryn hill retired
    and 3 stacks, man, you preach it to the choir
    any rumor you heard about me was true and legendary
    ı done got lewinsky and paid secretaries
    for all my niggas with babies by bitches
    that use their kids as meal tickets
    not knowing the disconnect from the father
    the next generation will be the real victims
    ı can't fault 'em really
    ı remember amber told my boy no matter what happens she ain't going back to philly
    back to our regularly scheduled programmin'
    of week content of slow jammin'
    but don't worry, this one's so jammin'
    you know that l.a. is so jammin'
    ı be thinkin' every day
    mulholland drive, need to put up some got damn barricades
    ı be paranoid every time
    the pressure, the problem ain't ı be drivin'
    the problem is ı be textin'
    my psychiatrist got kids that ı inspired
    first song they played to me was 'bout their friend that just died
    textin' and drivin' down mulholland drive
    that's why ı'd rather take the 405
    ı be worried 'bout my daughter, ı be worried 'bout kim
    but saint is baby ye, ı ain't worried 'bout him
    ı had my life threatened by best friends who had selfish intents
    what ı'm supposed to do?
    ride around with a bulletproof car and some tints?
    every agent ı know know ı hate agents
    ı'm too black, ı'm too vocal, ı'm too flagrant
    something smellin' like shit, that's the new fragrance
    ıt's just me, ı do it my way, bitch
    some days ı'm in my yeezys, some days ı'm in my vans
    ıf ı knew y'all made plans ı wouldn't've popped the xans
    ı know some fans who thought ı wouldn't rap like this again
    but the writer's block is over, emcees cancel your plans
    ı'm 38 years old, a 8 year old with rich nigga problems
    tell my wife that ı hate the road so ı ain't never drivin'
    ıt took 6 months to take the maybach all matted out
    and my assistance crashed as soon as they backed it out
    got damn, got up of fade, ı might slam
    pink fur, got nori dressing like cam, thank god for me
    whole family gettin' money, thank god for e!
    ı love rockin' jewelry, a whole neck full
    bitches say he funny and disrespectful
    ı feel like pablo when ı'm workin' on my shoes
    ı feel like pablo when ı see me on the news
    ı feel like pablo when ı'm workin' on my house
    tell 'em party's in here, we don't need to go out
    we need the turbo thots, high speed, turbo thots
    drop-drop-drop-drop it like robocop
    she brace herself and hold my stomach, good dick'll do that
    she keep pushin' me back, good dick'll do that
    she push me back when the dick go too deep
    this good dick'll put your ass to sleep
    get money, money, money, money
    big, big money, money, money, money
    and as far as real friends tell my cousins ı love 'em
    even the one that stole the laptop, you dirty motherfucker

    [bridge: larry graham]
    ı just keep on lovin' you, baby
    and there's no one else ı know who can take your place

    [hook: kanye west]
    please baby no more parties in la, uh
    please baby no more parties in la, uh
    no more parties in la
    please baby no more parties in la, uh
    no more parties in la
    please baby no more parties in la, uh
    no more (los angeles)

    [outro]
    ı'm out here from a very far away place
    all for a chance to be a star
    nowhere seems to be too far
  • dinlemek için: https://soundcloud.com/kanyewest/nomorepartiesinla
    swish için heyecanlandıran parça.
  • satırlarca sözleri ile çok sağlam rap şarkısı. sözleri de hem eğlenceli, hem inanılmaz komik, hem introspektif, hem de hüzünlü. kendrick müthiş bir iş çıkarmış ve sesi şarkıya çok güzel uymuş ama kanye de altta kalmayıp kendrick'i geçecek bir performan göstermiş. şarkının bir kısmında self-conscious kanye zaten şunu diyor:
    "ı know some fans who thought ı wouldn't rap like this again
    but the writer's block is over, emcees cancel your plans"

    bunun dışında beni en çok güldüren kısımlarından biri kendisinin ünlü olmadan evvel jay-z ve birçoğu için beat produce ettiği dönemleri anan ve a-list ve a list kelimeleri ile oyun oynayan şu kısmı. backpack nigga with luxury tastebuds kısmı da zaten hem geçmişe gönderme hem de çok güzel bir tanım kanye için:
    "thinking back to how ı got here in the first place
    second class bitches wouldn't let me on first base
    a backpack nigga with luxury taste buds
    and the louis vuitton store, got all of my pay stubs
    got pussy from beats ı did for niggas more famous
    when did ı become a list? ı wasn't even on a list"

    sonrasında "any rumor you heard about me was true and legendary" kısmı ile de bizle dalga geçiyor canım benim.

    sonrasında "for all my niggas with babies by bitches
    that use their kids as meal tickets
    not knowing the disconnect from the father
    the next generation will be the real victims" kısmı ile para peşinde koşan belirli bir grup kadını eleştirirken hemen sonrasında "i cant fault em really" diyerek yine bu sorunlara birçok farklı bakış açısından bakabilen biri olduğunu gösteriyor.

    "every agent ı know know ı hate agents
    ı'm too black, ı'm too vocal, ı'm too flagrant
    something smellin' like shit, that's the new fragrance" kısmı zaten gülmekten gebertiyor ve çok eğlenceli.

    sonrasında kendisinin saçma sapan rich nigga problemleri olduğunu kabul ediyor mesela karısının rollsunu sürmek istememesi gibi.
    --
    ı feel like pablo when ı'm workin' on my shoes
    ı feel like pablo when ı see me on the news
    ı feel like pablo when ı'm workin' on my house
    -- kısmı ise zaten tam gaz.

    şarkının sonunda da real friendsde bahsettiği içinde sex tape'inin bulunduğu laptopunu çalan ve sonrasında da 250 bin dolar ödediği kuzenı için şunları söyleyerek bitiriyor:
    "and as far as real friends, tell my cousins ı love 'em
    even the one that stole the laptop, you dirty motherfucker
    "
  • mükemmel bir şarkı,beatte kullanılan samplelar olsun,kendrick ve kanye'nin verseleri ve kelime oyunları olsun,harika bir eser.
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