Lyrical Breakdown of Bad Business - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Bad Business" 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 "Bad Business" 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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Yeah, lil' bitch, yeah
Know what goin' on, lil' bitch, yeah
Big dawg, lil' bitch, yeah, come suck a big dick, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah, ah
Ow, wow, wow, wow (keep that), whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah
Hellcat speed racin' (speed racin')
Suck it 'til your knees achin' (knees achin')
Bitch, I ain't got no patience (no patience)
I'm finna take a baecation (a baecation)
Saint Laurent jacket, 35 dawg (yeah)
Cartier shades, 25 dawg (yeah)
You ready to tell, I can see it in your eyes, dawg (yeah)
I ain't got no license, but I still drive, dawg (yeah)
200 on the dash, real fast, yeah (21, 21)
Project bitch, real ass, yeah (real ass)
On that Glenwood I made a lotta cash, yeah (real cash)
At the bottom, up in Hollow sellin' bags, yeah (real bags)
You niggas got me fucked up, you got me twisted (yeah)
I pull it out the boxers, and then she lick it (yeah)
I'm smokin' on some moon rock, this shit is sticky (yeah)
There go the state troopers, I'm finna hit it (skrrt)
Do the dash in it (21), throw some cash in it (yeah)
Let me smash in it (yeah), I'll smash in it (yeah)
Run a train on her, let me tag my man's in it (yeah)
Pour some Henny in her cup and put some Xans in it (yeah)
Bitch, I'm bad business (21), bitch, I'm bad business (whoa)
Bitch, I'm bad business (whoa), bitch, I'm bad business (whoa, whoa)
Bitch, I'm bad business (whoa), bitch, I'm bad business (yeah)
Bitch, I'm bad business (yeah), bitch, I'm bad business (yeah)
Niggas talk (21), hoes talk (lil' bitch)
30 on the Glock, let the poles talk (21, 21)
Party on the yacht, brought the hoes out (21, 21)
All my niggas on the yacht, y'all so not (yeah)
I'm in the Hellcat doin' donuts (yeah)
Your baby mama sleepin' on the blow-up (blow-up)
Mad Max, nigga, what the bloodclaat (the bloodclaat)
.45 leave you with a blood clot (a blood clot)
Savage 'round killers, nigga, oh shit (oh shit)
Percocets and lean, that's my dosage (facts)
I heard you got 'em bags, get your door kicked (smash)
442 with the floor shift (rrah)
Do the dash in it (yeah), throw some cash in it (yeah)
Let me smash in it (whoa), I'll smash in it (I'll smash)
Run a train on her, let me tag my man's in it (my man's)
Pour some Henny in her cup and put some Xans in it (Xans)
Bitch, I'm bad business (yeah), bitch, I'm bad business (yeah)
Bitch, I'm bad business (yeah), bitch, I'm bad business (yeah)
Bitch, I'm bad business (yeah), bitch, I'm bad business (yeah)
Bitch, I'm bad business (yeah), bitch, I'm bad business (yeah)
Alright