Lyrical Breakdown of Uptown / Bustdown - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Uptown / Bustdown" 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 "Uptown / Bustdown" 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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You ain't fuckin' with PnB Rock, you're not fuckin' with me If you from New York and you ain't fuckin' with Boogie When I see you, I'm finna slap you (Niaggi, this that overseas drip) Patek on my wrist, that's a bustdown All I know is get it, I'm from Uptown Bitches ain't shit, I left 'em stuck down Only on my dick 'cause I'm up now Only on my dick because I'm up now She was with you first, but she with us now All this Eliantte, shit be bust down All your shit fugazi, let me find out All your shit fugazi, let me find out All your shit fugazi, let me find out Bitches nowadays will get you lined now Bitches nowadays be out of line AP on my wrist, that's a bustdown We just caught an opp, that's a touchdown Caught a nigga lackin', that's a man down We was out in traffic with that automatic (skrrt) Told 'em they don't want no static, this shit can get tragic (tragic) Hit him all in his face, that's a closed casket (yeah) Told 'em they don't want no smoke, this shit get so drastic Catch a case, Shaka beat that shit like he got magic Oh, I don't fuck with niggas 'cause they too fake (let's get it) I fuck with Boogie, I'm recordin' off a toothache (yeah, yeah) Locked up for guns, had a killer for a roommate (yeah, yeah) I called her, told her take a Plan B, say it's too late (brrt) I remember havin' shootouts on the E-way (on the E-Way) Nine and 22 call, I do a threeway (a threeway) They closed BackPage down, she usin' eBay (usin' eBay) OTF or FTO, I use it each way (gang) OTF, HBTL, I fuck with New Lane I used to ride the four, the opps was on the two Train Don't call my phone no more, lil' bitch, you not my boo thing Don't call my phone no more, lil' bitch, I'm havin' mood swings Ridin' with that HK, that's my goonie I be in my zone, I'm in my two-three I used to pop the Percs, thought I was loopy It's me and Rock and Durk, this shit is too deep And, yeah, we come in peace, don't want no drama But when it come to defense, we got choppers And when it come to reefer, we do grabba They don't know low-key, yeah, I'm a rasta Patek on my wrist, that's a bustdown All I know is get it, I'm from Uptown Bitches ain't shit, I left 'em stuck down Only on my dick 'cause I'm up now Only on my dick because I'm up now She was with you first, but she with us now All this Eliantte, shit be bust down All your shit fugazi, let me find out All your shit fugazi, let me find out All your shit fugazi, let me find out Bitches nowadays will get you lined now Bitches nowadays be out of line