Lyrical Breakdown of BIG STEPPER - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "BIG STEPPER" 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 "BIG STEPPER" 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.
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Standin' on all ten, no matter if I lose or win
Can't no situation make me fold, I don't care what I'm in
All this fuckin' trauma got me stiff so I ain't makin' friends
Better stand on all that shit you sayin' when we stand on your twin
If you ain't my brother, I don't smile or grin
Niggas get wet up, then grab the towel and try to throw it in
I ain't duckin' smoke, nah, I'm goin' in
Talk too much 'bout business, we gon' leave him there, we go again
My scars permanent
Rocking all these tennis chains, but I ain't seen a tournament
Went and got a condo just to trap, I ain't even furnish it
Actin' like it's smoke, then drop your dot so we can burn that shit
Ain't no hand out, had to earn that shit
Streets got my heart cold, I wish I could return that shit
She showed me love then took it back, I couldn't even learn that shit
Looking back with what I know now, I should've just curved that bitch
But everybody fuck up
You see all these VVSs, everybody bust up
We walk in the room, everybody shut the fuck up
If you see the car, then it's too late, you should've ducked up
She know I'm a real one, she won't try me like no sucka
Big stepper and my money talk, Chris Tucker
I get chills in my body every time I touch her
I'll catch a hundred bodies if a nigga touch her
Back against the wall, they praying that I fall
I'm praying that I ball, got a pretty model bitch praying that I call
I'm picky about who I hit 'cause I like fucking raw, so I ain't fucking off
She wanna suck me soft but after she suck me off, she probably gon' go tell the blogs
Then my girl go check my texts and go through all my logs
And question me about unknown numbers and why I'm ignoring calls
Then bring up all my flaws
Like, "Where you was on Monday?" I was with my dog
"What about Wednesday?" I was with you, I took the whole day off
If you make her insecure that shit is bound to fall
You lose your home for a hotel then you is not a boss
But everybody fuck up
You see all these VVSs, everybody bust up
We walk in the room, everybody shut the fuck up
If you see the car, then it's too late, you should've ducked up
She know I'm a real one, she won't try me like no sucker
Big stepper and my money talk, Chris Tucker
I get chills in my body every time I touch her
I'll catch a hundred bodies if a nigga touch her
Goin' to like, when I was young and I went to prison
Like I felt like I had to experience, like, going to prison
For me to learn, like
Like it taught me a lesson, like
I had to go through that to, like, see the bigger picture of life and be like, "Damn," like
You can do something
You can make a mistake and they can take you away
That's why I've been feeling like, like
Mess-ups, like, having made mistakes is a big thing
Like you ain't supposed to do it, but I feel like
Every person supposed to like, bump they head
'Cause if you don't bump your head
But you'll never gonna learn a lesson, like
You never getting taught nothing
'Cause ain't, like, ain't nobody perfect
You're not gonnna go through life being perfect