Lyrical Breakdown of Lost Kings - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Lost Kings" 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 "Lost Kings" 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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(Got,got it on smash)
(Turn me up, Josh)
And I'm like, how the hell a nigga s'pose to breathe (how I'm s'pose to breathe?)
If all they do is kill off all the kings? (They killing all the kings)
Every other night a different murder scene (it's another murder scene)
Every other night a different murder scene
And I got a full vision
Tryna see my son grow up and I can't choose different
Had a nightmare 'bout me killing, it was too vicious
I feel like, how the hell a nigga s'pose to breathe
If all they do is kill off all the kings?
I been thinkin like a trapper since the pacifier, in the mix like Jambalya
When I was thirty-eight, I'll .45 ya
Mortify ya, more money I make more stuff I buy
Troup died at the Chevron, Big Rock beside him
Wham died tryna help his sister from domestic violence
Stayed by the airport, all I heard were planes and sirens
My DNA despise a coward
I'm black, rich, and educated so I got the power (power)
I think like a king, act like a king
When you was on a trampoline, I was on a triple beam
Promethazine with my pinky ring
Yeah, team blowin' up like creatine, yeah
Queen swear I'ma protect myself if you don't mean well, bah
And I'm like, how the hell a nigga s'pose to breathe (how I'm s'pose to breathe?)
If all they do is kill off all the kings? (They killing all the kings)
Every other night a different murder scene (it's another murder scene)
Every other night a different murder scene
And I got a full vision
Tryna see my son grow up and I can't choose different (uh)
Had a nightmare 'bout me killing, it was too vicious (yeah)
I feel like, how the hell a nigga s'pose to breathe (s'pose to breathe)
If all they do is kill off all the kings? (Ohh)
I'm a king now (yeah)
Niggas playin' spot 'em, got 'em, had that .40 on my Levi's
And on the street side (street side)
You wasn't out there on them corners
With them shorties tryna get back (tryna get back)
We was raised from all them different rappers
They just claiming shit (they just claiming shit)
You ain't lose nobody from your block
You just be naming shit (they just name shit)
Niggas get out they body like I won't shoot 'em
I hate this famous shit (yeah, yeah)
And I'm from that block your homie'll kill ya
That's that dangerous shit (yeah, yeah)
The way he dressing up the opp block, he a stylist (he a stylist)
I hate talkin' to my dawg on a tablet (on a tablet)
Gave him my last eight hundred off of a thousand (of a thousand)
That was my mans but he traded, he a coward (yeah, yeah)
And I'm like, how the hell a nigga s'pose to breathe (how I'm s'pose to breathe?)
If all they do is kill off all the kings? (They killing all the kings)
Every other night a different murder scene (it's another murder scene)
Every other night a different murder scene
And I got a full vision
Tryna see my son grow up and I can't choose different
Had a nightmare 'bout me killing, it was too vicious
I feel like, how the hell a nigga s'pose to breathe
If all they do is kill off all the kings?