Lyrical Breakdown of Feelin Us - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Feelin Us" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Ab-Soul weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Feelin Us" 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 Ab-Soul 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 Ab-Soul's narrative.

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6: 19 in the morning nigga Let me start off with this statement I'm the motherfucking greatest I ain't even have too many haters All my niggas knew I was gon' make it From performing at Pep Rallys, showcases, talent shows That I had to sell tickets for, just to get up in that ho Now raise your hand say Soulo Ho! Raise your hand say Soulo Ho! Raise your hand say Soulo Ho! Raise your hand say Soulo Ho! I'm rolling up in the tour bus Just rolling up in the tour bus (?) said put the weed out they don't play that in Virginia But I'm finna continue, pass the (?) to my nigga Tone Couldn't find a fire but this far from home But we still trying, I mean we still chiefing She thinks it's cool, she took a puff, she still freaking I popped a bean, fell asleep, woke up, and started thinking Man this shit pays hanging in the house of fame Now we sipping champagne on the motherfucking plane Cause they Feeling Us, they Feeling Us They Feeling Us, are you Feeling us? They Feeling Us, they Feeling Us, they Feeling Us Are you Feeling Us? Cause everywhere I go, man I swear they know my name Make your girlfriend cry when she see me walk by Cause they Feeling Us, they Feeling Us, they Feeling Us Are you Feeling Us? They Feeling Us, they Feeling Us I know you feeling this shit! I know you feeling this shit! I know you feeling this shit! They Feeling Us, they Feeling Us I know you feeling this shit! I know you feeling this shit! I know you feeling this shit! They Feeling Us, they Feeling Us Are you Feeling Us? Yeah I'm liquored up, this a celebration TDE the shit... thanks to all you haters! I'm Jay Rock, yeah the OG, me and Soulo blowing OG Hit the stage, then beat the case, then get the cake, then burn trees Shake hands, kiss babies, show love, throw 3s I was on the block with a quarter key, like what the fuck is a 16? I was so anti-social, nigga wasn't outspoken Till I picked up a mic, story of my life! Uh, came with the piece so keep the peace Uh, I ain't tryna hurt nobody I ain't sweating no vendetta, champagne on my breath in the hotel lobby You feel me? Damn right you feel me! Got them (?) she feel me and them paparazzi feel me Man this shit pays hanging in the house of fame Now we sipping champagne on the motherfucking plane Cause they Feeling Us, they Feeling Us They Feeling Us, are you Feeling us? They Feeling Us, they Feeling Us, they Feeling Us Are you Feeling Us? I'm feeling fine and dandy Staying awake off this Xanny Knock knock off this weed can one of yall find another Backwood please? I just know that I can be, an example of what you can be Making a way for my homies, making it easy for my family So mama don't frown no more, mama don't frown no more No mama don't frown no more, mama don't frown no more Told me I'm smarter than you, you just gotta trust me yo I stole from the record store, still selling, records though Yeah... (Love you Grandma!) Ain't no shame, in my game They know my name in Montreal, they sing my songs cause they relate They Feelin Us, cause we can't be touched, thank God for Top and Punch Ho-Ho-Hold on... Drop the drums These bitches love Soulo, Del Amo to Soho Fucking with them TopDawgs, you'll just look like todo Do it all for Soulo, I don't even know them Hol Up here we go again... Justin bring the in! Man this shit pays hanging in the house of fame Now we sipping champagne on the motherfucking plane Cause they Feeling Us, they Feeling Us They Feeling Us, are you Feeling us? They Feeling Us, they Feeling Us, they Feeling Us Are you Feeling Us?