Lyrical Breakdown of Dead People - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Dead People" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how 21 Savage weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Dead People" 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 21 Savage 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 21 Savage's narrative.

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I'ma handle business S600 big body and it's tinted, just to handle business Percocets they got me in my feelings I drive that Range Rover like it's rented Hit 'em in the face, 'fore you turn state Gotta beat the case, we gon' fuck your bae We gon' beat her face Walked out of Wells Fargo and ran to Chase Hopped out a Bentley truck and jumped inside the Wraith Young Savage, I was trappin' on the back street All in traffic with that ratchet on the backseat From the gutter, fake models don't attract me Got a project bitch, she love to get nasty I been drinkin' syrup since Denny's Gotta keep it on me, niggas schemin' Right pocket full of dead people I been hangin' with the dead people I been hangin' with the dead people I been hangin' with the dead people All my pockets full of dead people I done fell in love with dead people Bitch you gettin' comfortable, I don't need you You come around the gang, we might G you She say don't nobody fuck her like we do You know I share everything with my people My jewelry twinkle twinkle Doin' donuts in the foreign while it sprinkles You keep callin', I'm ignoring, bitch I'm single You keep callin', bitch I'm single like a pringle You know I'm fly like G4 Bitch you riding in a pinto Bitch you know your nigga lame like the Winslows I'm 21 but you know PDE my kin folk I been drinkin' syrup since Denny's Gotta keep it on me, niggas schemin' Right pocket full of dead people I been hangin' with the dead people I been hangin' with the dead people I been hangin' with the dead people All my pockets full of dead people I done fell in love with dead people