Lyrical Breakdown of Pimp - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Pimp" 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 "Pimp" 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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Pull up in yo
Trap niggas scatter like roaches
All my clothes French, drug dealers and vultures
I'm sippin' out a coffee cup but this ain't Folgers
I know you still mad about the brick that I sold
I cook me up a brick and went and bought me a Rollsie
Im playin' with the rock like my real name is HOVA
AK-47 still strapped to my shoulder
Them niggas tote choppers like them niggas from Magnolia
I fucked a nigga's bitch
I fucked another nigga's bitch
When you gettin money you can fuck a nigga's bitch
VVS diamonds I done flooded out my wrist
I ain't talkin bout Toronto when I say I'm in the 6
You know it's hard out here for a pimp
When you tryna get this money for a brick
Reaching in your pocket feelin lit
Fuck that I'm running off with niggas' shit
All the codeine and gas money spent
You had bands now you ain't even got a zip
All your homeboys fuckin on your bitch
Fuck that you better take a nigga's shit
Take a nigga's shit you better take a nigga's shit
I just took a nigga's shit and flooded out my wrist
Rappin' ass nigga you ain't really with the shit
You ain't never sold no coke and you ain't never hit a lick
You a? and can't buy no brick
Man that street done left him thinkin he had nothin but he did
Man We pull up like the Secret Service nothin bout no sticks
Mess with 21 Savage they gon put you on a list
You know it's hard out here for a pimp
When you tryna get this money for a brick
Reaching in your pocket feelin lit
Fuck that I'm running off with niggas' shit
All the codeine and gas money spent
You had bands now you ain't even got a zip
All your homeboys fuckin on your bitch
Fuck that you better take a nigga's shit