Lyrical Breakdown of Bleed - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Bleed" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how A Boogie wit da Hoodie weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Bleed" 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 A Boogie wit da Hoodie 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 A Boogie wit da Hoodie's narrative.
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I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty
Don't you go tweet about it, we could speak about it
If you really, really with me
Growin' up in the gas stations, in the CVSs, gettin' gifties
Yeah, and if you really my nigga
Word to mother, we gon' split it 50-50, yeah
They call me a SoundCloud boy
They stealin' my sound now, boy
I feel like I'm really the king of my city
I got the crown now, boy
Two .38's on the side of me, lookin' like a cowboy, yeah
Niggas be actin' like bitches, I might as well just call you tomboys
Don't play with me, .38 on me and I'm feelin' so, so special
Niggas is lucky
I'm busy gettin' money 'cause I really couldn't love you
Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary
I prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri
Yeah, beasties are lurkin' in the bushes
Now when I open my eyes
I look in the skies, hopin' I make it to heaven
You can have family ties, all rats gotta die
You can still be a dub if you tellin' it
And even if it was my cousin, it is a dub
Fuck it, just knock off his melon
I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty
Don't you go tweet about it, we could speak about it
If you really, really with me
Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary
I prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri
Heard they wanna catch me lackin', oh, please
Yeah, they don't know I'm really OD
Niggas rattin', eatin' on cheese
Just free the real until they all free
Hoodie on, rockin' long sleeves
Richard Mille made my wrist bleed, mm-mmh
Lamborghini car keys, vroom, vroom
I don't know why they actin' like they G'd up, mm-mmh
Wipin' nigga nose like he sneezin', mm-mmh
Go to Eliantte for Aquafina, mm-mmh
Chain lookin' like a hockey puck, huh, like a freezer
You told me never say never
Then you told me you would never get me set up
But love is a set up already
Should have said I love you to a Bentley
I know niggas that ain't even graduate can't leave the country
They felons already
But fuck it, at least they know better
Any nigga could tell, ain't no tellin'
I done seen niggas tell on they brother
Them niggas was there for you when you were strugglin'
I done seen niggas love on they bitch
And go kiss her and hug her right after she suckin' dick
And you gotta watch out for niggas that's watchin' your money
Watch who you get money with
And don't you compete with your own gang
No, don't you go be on no funny shit
'Cause niggas will tell on they whole gang
'Cause they was jealous, so jealous, yeah
I was addicted to Balmain, I did every Amiri denim
I'm not a regular person, I threw away all my Margielas
Got a closet with nothing but fly shit
Trendsetter from my hat to my sweater, yeah, yeah
I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty
Don't you go tweet about it, we could speak about it
If you really, really with me
Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary
I prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri
Hoodie on, rockin' long sleeves, uh, uh
Richard Mille made my wrist bleed, uh, uh
Lamborghini car keys, vroom vroom