Lyrical Breakdown of K to the Street - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "K to the Street" 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 "K to the Street" 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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Yeah, 2 Chainz,
whoa[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]I got the keys to the Wraith
Inside look like outer space, uh uh
I had a meal with no plate
I take myself out on dates, uh uh
I got the key to the mansion
Ho call my phone, I don't answer
I fuck a bitch on a Banshee
My chandelier'll start dancin', uh uh
I got the key to the Maybach
I got the key to the Phantom, uh uh
I got a .
38 special
It got black tape 'round the handle, uh uh
I got a lock on my shoe
That's a Buscemi pattern, yeah
Rest in peace Johnny, man
He had more keys than Khaled, yeah, uh
All of my flows is violent
All of my hoes is solid, all of my hoes is naughty
When they expose their body
They got a pole beside it
Don't need no clothes beside it
All of my hoes excited, if you got gas then light it
Got you a case?
Then fight it
Empty the safe deposit, uh uh[Hook: Quavo &
YFN Lucci]I got money way before the deal
Put my bitches in new pair of heels
I might fuck your ho and pay her bills
Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
I got your ho on a leash
Got a plug, he Vietnamese
We the niggas they wanna be
Cause we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets[Verse 2:
YFN Lucci]We got key, we got key, we got key, nigga
Put some extra on it, make your partner bleed with him
When it's extra on it, it ain't guaranteed, nigga
I put some extra on it, can't believe I sold it
I'm a gangsta and your bitch she love that
Lookin' at my ankle, I'm like, where the love at?
Yeah
I've been juggin' since a fuckin' rugrat, you probably was a rat
Snitch, I've been closin' deals way before the rap
Bakin' soda wrapped, try and get a big amount
Niggas lyin', talkin' bout key, can't evenget around
Niggas lyin', talkin' bout key, keychain don't make a sound
I need my crown, nigga I'm talkin' Nino
Brown[Hook: Quavo &
YFN Lucci]I got money way before the deal
Put my bitches in new pair of heels
I might fuck your ho and pay her bills
Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
I got your ho on a leash
Got a plug, he Vietnamese
We the niggas they wanna be
Cause we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets[Verse 3:
Lil Wayne]I told my bitch I'll get her a Birkin bag
I had no idea that shit was 30 bands
Fuck the record deal, I got sex appeal
Lit like an electric eel, fat rims, anorexic wheels
I got the key to the streets on my key chain
Like jang-a-lang, jang-a-lang
Niggas namin' names, doin' anything for a famous name
And these hoes the same
We were supposed to change since Dr.
King
We shall overcome, we never overcame
I take over the game, and if you think it's a game
Then it's all about the final score of the game
I put my woe in the game, I put my ho on the 'caine
Now we fuck more, gave my daughter the game
Niggas all the same
And I done broke every heart but yours
I just pulled off from the gun store
And the Azure was something that'll make you tuck yours
I got the keys to the streets
But I don't need nothing but my feet for your front door
Lil' daddy cause I'm Illmatic, I'm still at it
Now she lookin' at it, now she lookin' at me
Fly her to Miami, now the bitch tannin'
Now she lookin' khaki
I'm lookin' for it, purple Activ'
I'ma sip it like a Virgin Daiquiri
In Cuba with my nigga Dirty Harry
Walk a fine line with sturdy banisters
Got birdies landin', got murderers handy
I'ma take a power nap
Cause I done got so comfy in the trap, I forgot I rap
Plus I'm on so much shit
My insides feelin' like a lava lamp
Anybody trip, collar flap
You better tighten your bottle cap, little nigga[Hook: Quavo &
YFN Lucci]I got money way before the deal
Put my bitches in new pair of heels
I might fuck your ho and pay her bills
Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
I got your ho on a leash
Got a plug, he Vietnamese
We the niggas they wanna be
Cause we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets