Lyrical Breakdown of 100 Joints - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "100 Joints" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how 2 Chainz weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "100 Joints" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that 2 Chainz employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
- Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to 2 Chainz's narrative.
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No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day, yeah
Hop up out that motherfucker swagging
Hop up out that motherfucker dabbing
Had an old school on some 'rellis
Used to go to school in some Bally's
Flexing Macho Man Randy Savage
Oh I'm 'bout to let these niggas have it
School of hard knocks I graduated
I got all my real straight from Baby's
Laying by my chopper, chopper by the safe
No matter what they say a hundred joints a day
I had 'em pre rolled all yesterday
You need your passport for our second date
You know I'm fly nigga rocking reptiles
I'm whooping on this beat like a step child
Big ring on and a charm to match
Ya my role model was Project Pat
Life is too short, nigga born to mac
I hope up out that coupe nigga rat, rat
Hating on the style I hope you die today
I hope they ass don't find your ass for thirty days
Mind on my money, money on the state
Can't judge a book by its cover turn the page
I like her on the pole that's her business nigga
As soon as she get off I'mma kick it with her
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
Don't matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Time to switch it up fo 'em
Time to flip it up fo 'em
Got a Masi on the corner
Pull it out when I want to
Pull your bitch when I want her
Man I want another joint
Cold day now Styrofoam, that's getting to the point
East Point in this motherfucker
College Park in this motherfucker
West Side in this motherfucker
The best died in this motherfucker
My damn street know I'm riding through it
Four four two on the hood
Do this shit here for the hood
Why you niggas shit on the hood?
Two two three at the sunroof
Niggas spending like one tooth
Turn around and see white smoke when I leave out the mic booth
I'm tight nigga that's known
Put gold on the white coupe
Put gold on the white tooth
Put gold on my wife too
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, its laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, its laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day lil' bitch