Lyrical Breakdown of Front Door - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Front Door" 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 "Front Door" 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 ain't doing shit, you know what I'm saying?
Right now I'm just sipping this mother fucking syrup, you know? Just booling
Yeah, shit you know how that go
21 (Will-A)
Lock the front door, lock the front door
Lock the front door, lock the front door
Bitch, I'm in the bowl, bitch, I'm over the stove
Bitch, I'm in the bowl, bitch, I'm over the stove
20 for a show, 40 for a ho
20 for a show, 40 for a ho
Trapping in the apartments, trapping on the road
Trapping out the trap house, trapping in the YO
Trapping in the YO, bitch, I got to go
Say you want a brick, pussy, meet me at the stove
Thought it was a brick 'til he put it in the bowl
He ain't bring back nothing, now he looking sold
Young Savage, bitch, I get this shit straight out the bowl
Pull up on your ho and pull up on her, wipe her nose
Run up with the money, bitch, you ain't going to get no dope
Fucking with Young Savage, they gon' be right at your door
I'm Murder Gang, nigga, Slaughter Gang, that's my gang
Niggas can't hang with the gang 'cause they lame
Niggas can't hang with the gang, they ain't got no stain (21)
Niggas say my name then my shooters taking aim (21)
Lock the front door, lock the front door
Lock the front door, lock the front door (21)
Bitch, I'm in the bowl, bitch, I'm over the stove (yeah, skrrt)
Bitch, I'm in the bowl, bitch, I'm over the stove
20 for a show, 40 for a ho
20 for a show, 40 for a ho (21, 21)
Trapping in the apartments, trapping on the road (what?)
Trapping out the trap house, trapping in the YO (skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, you know I'm still trapping
And you know I'm still having
The AK still clapping
Pussy-niggas still getting whacked, man
Young Savage fly like Batman
Pull up on your ho and hit her from the back, man
I was having mid in my fucking backpack
Middle school locker where I kept my strap at
Pussy-nigga keep talking, you'll get clapped at
Young Savage, Murder Gang, you know I rep that
You say you from the street, well, nigga, where's your rep at? (Liar)
Time out these niggas lying, where the ref at? (21)
Lock the front door (uh-huh), lock the front door (uh-huh)
Lock the front door (uh-huh), lock the front door (uh-huh)
Bitch, I'm in the bowl, bitch, I'm over the stove
Bitch, I'm in the bowl, bitch, I'm over the stove
20 for a show (21), 40 for a ho (21)
20 for a show (21), 40 for a ho (21)
Trapping in the apartments, trapping on the road
Trapping out the trap house, trapping in the YO (skrrt, skrrt)