Lyrical Breakdown of One Foot - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "One Foot" 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 "One Foot" 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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21 Yeah 21 I got one foot in, one foot out
One foot in, one foot out
I really wanna rap but this trapping what I'm bout
Really wanna rap but this trapping what I'm bout
I got one foot in, one foot out
One foot in, one foot out
Catch me at the studio or at the trap house
Pull up right now I'll serve you right now
Pull up in a rari
Pull up on a Harley
Hanging out the window
Two-Two-Three it hit like
Pew Pew, Pew, Pew
Bitch I'm posted in the VIP
With the drank sipping sip
Nigga know that when I pull up they gone dip (they gone dip)
When I pull it off the hip imma hit (imma hit)
I don't give a fuck about a bitch, nigga fuck a bitch
I'm a Slaughter Gang Savage, niggas know we with the shit
All my Murder Gang niggas pulling up they with the shit
All my Billy Bros pulling up and hopping out with sticks
Since a youngin I been thuggin, I been flipping fuckin clips
I got one foot in, one foot out
One foot in, one foot out
I really wanna rap but this trapping what I'm bout
Really wanna rap but this trapping what I'm bout
I got one foot in, one foot out
One foot in, one foot out
Catch me at the studio or at the trap house
Pull up right now I'll serve you right now
Bitch I'm gang, gang
What I claim, claim
Nigga bang, bang
Got a stain, stain
Hit em with that two-two-three, now that shit stain stain
I pull up on your wife, you know I'm fuckin on your main
Diamonds on my ring
Pinky ring bling
Watch chain ring
Nigga you can't hang
You know I sell cocaine
Fuckin on a nigga bitch
And then I pulled up in that rari, then I left in that M6
Bitch I'm really in the 6, and all my niggas with the shit
All my niggas selling bricks, walking round with extended clips
Young nigga ready to trip, young nigga get ya hit
Five thousand dollar nigga get a pussy nigga kilt
I got one foot in, one foot out
One foot in, one foot out
I really wanna rap but this trapping what I'm bout
Really wanna rap but this trapping what I'm bout
I got one foot in, one foot out
One foot in, one foot out
Catch me at the studio or at the trap house
Pull up right now I'll serve you right now