Lyrical Breakdown of Hood Rich Anthem - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Hood Rich Anthem" 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 "Hood Rich Anthem" 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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All I rock is polo, dollar sign my logo
Then I drop the top, on my car call it porno
Yeah I'm the realest, you can ask your bm
Shawty I'm the shit, aka the BM
Whatup Dj Scream, Cory what's happenin'
Spins on the beat, Tity Boi rappin'
Its time to turn up, told em let's do it
And I'm from the A, can I hit up with that unit
I'm an astronaut, I'm a NASA, I'm a rock star, I'm a shotta
What the bumbaclot, who wanna test me
Yeah girl she wanna sex me
Carress me, for me she turn to lesbi
I'm tuned into the radio, I count up all these fetti
Ay DJ Spinz freebandz, Cory B freebandz, DJ Scream freebandz, Talk to me freebandz
Ay DJ Spinz freebandz, Cory B freebandz, DJ Scream freebandz, Talk to me freebandz
I'm so fucking turnt up with this hood bitch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood shit, I fuck with the real niggas
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealers
I'm so, I'm so turnt up, with this hood bitch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood shit, I fuck with the real niggas
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealers
I'm turnt up, hood shit, real nigga, hood rich
Bad bitches only, but she must be a hood bitch
I'm riding round in your city, strapped up and I'm gettin it
Lambo, nascar, loud pipes and I'm in it
Top down, my chain on, you a real nigga that's the same song
Glock 40 my aim on, little fuck boy, you a lame ho
I'm turnt up, can't turn me down
I'm sacked up and I'm on the town
Her head fye come, burn me down, and you know the sound
It's hood rich radio, you bet' not change the station
It's Gucci Mane La Flare they say I changed the nation
I'm a trapper slash rapper yea that's my occupation
And I don't cary chump change all I do is carry faces
I'm an ath-e-lete, I ball, I think I'm Dominique
Primetime like Dion, I make them kiss my cleats
I brought you juice, I brought you flock, Now whos the next blow?
I'm so Bouldercrest, so Texaco, so Gresham Road
I'm so fucking turnt up with this hood bitch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood shit, I fuck with the real niggas
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealers
I'm so, I'm so turnt up, with this hood bitch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood shit, I fuck with the real niggas
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealers