Lyrical Breakdown of Chancer (feat. Dean Blunt) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Chancer (feat. Dean Blunt)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how A$AP Rocky weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Chancer (feat. Dean Blunt)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that A$AP Rocky 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$AP Rocky's narrative.

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Ay Dean, let these niggas know what the fuck is up Only London nigga out here smoking blunts Back to back like a fucking yankee nigga To the front, ya heard? Niggas wanna hate you when you down They doubt you when you doin' it Do you know what's going on tonight? I just got a tin and it's alright If you wanna see me then it's lit (It's lit than a bitch) You ain't got a problem getting in (Woo! Let's go!) Say if you roll with me then it's alright (That's a'ight nigga) (These niggas ain't got shit on you Dean) (These niggas ain't 'bout shit nigga) I ain't even gotta try that hard Hanging 'round with me you get a pass They just wanna stop us getting rich We ain't gonna take no more of it So if they gonna shoot they better hit, hit, hit (Hit nigga! Grrah! Grrah! Grrah! Grrah! (Niggas ain't about shit. Fuck 'em!)