Lyrical Breakdown of Bad Choices - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Bad Choices" 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 "Bad Choices" 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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(Never come to-)
Tell her quick, do not check me, ho
Check that Apple Watch
(But-) see if your blood pressure too high from eating all that DoorDash
Ho, don't play with him
Slicker than an oil spill slim
That's right, man
I got the rims before I even had the car (good job)
Yeah, look
I never tell you that I didn't do it
I'm self-made, made to influence
I turn your castle into ruins
Sellin' the seasonin' to Martha Stewart
The first one get the egg, nigga, cock-a-doodle
Only thing we had was bread with the ramen noodles
A young nigga goin' sped on the pharmaceutical
12 come through and book 'em like Barnes & Noble
How you go from a misfit into a mogul?
(Never come to-) yeah
This track oughta wake 'em up, call it Folgers
Surrounded by angels, demons can't approach us
Me llama Dos Cadenas, baby, buenas noches
See, I'm the big dog, I'm the Cane Corso
End up in different spots, had the same choices
Soon as I plant a seed, I pray the rain moisten
Soon as I left, I New Edition, gave the game poison
(Never come to-)
You know these bars is hard like some dang oysters
Oyster perpetual, face match the Air Forces
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
Uh (yeah)
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
Yeah
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
Lunch in Big Sur, magnesium wheels on the Porsche
Made a couple extra, sold a half a bird with the moisture
Tryna dodge the blue and yellow jacket in them Ford Taurus
Weighin' up a metric ton with my bitch in Dolores
I hop out the ASC McLaren rockin' all velour
Bucket hat cocked to the side, I'm a connoisseur
How you niggas broke as fuck but outside chasin' whores?
I ain't got no label on the fit, but it's all Dior
This the flow they been waitin' on, I got an 80 on
While you kissin' ass to that nigga you be hatin' on
Got certain accounts just for money growth
And I don't even gotta do shit but just make more
Real nigga gon' make sure his fam good
Real nigga never quit even when it's slow
Oh, you thought them was some canned goods
Bust them shits open, then we right back on the road
Sweatpants count a quarter million on the fuckin' floor
You know these bars is hard like some dang oysters
Oyster perpetual, face match the Air Forces
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
(Yeah) uh
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
Yeah
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
(Never come to-)
Shit, shit, damn
Uh, good job
Life can get beautiful