Lyrical Breakdown of GO OFF - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "GO OFF" 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 "GO OFF" 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.
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Lately I been hatin' the players, still lovin' the game
I know the sayin', nigga, I'm just sayin'
Ain't got no gavel, who am I to judge?
Get your bag, baby, that's placenta, huh
What's your life about? Enlighten me
I'm on ten, I'm feelin' like a strike of lightning
Stroke of genius, pull my penis out and calculate
Solve for X, call my ex, she's sure to validate
Hold up, wait, I might bust
She like "Wait", I'm like "Huh?"
Gunna pushin' P, I'm fuckin' up the frequency
I know what your future holds, my crystal ball is beautiful
Come here frequently back to back like I had to battle Meek
As usual, now your cavity is a casualty
Big dick energy, bitch, riddle me this
How you gon' win when I slide right within?
Huh?
I said, "How you gon' win when I slide right within?"
Haha, uh-huh, come again
Go off, go off, I said go off, go off
I said go off, go off, I said go off, go off
I said go off, go off, go off, go off
Go off, go off, go off, go off
Yeah, yeah
I feel like I really hit the lottery, the Mega Millions
Everything she got is in her name, Gabriella Wilson
Baby doin' better than her counterparts
Plus she from St. Louis, I ain't have to teach her how to arch her back
Where I'm at, she don't give a fuck, me neither
I ain't had a girl like this before, what do I feed her?
Dick (dick), loyalty, vacations
Tell 'em "This my girl" and just ignore the temptations
Five-star suite and it came with a butler (true)
She don't ask for shit, but she keep beggin' me to fuck her
Ooh, this my favorite part, I got that pussy on lock
And I'm the only one that knows exactly what the motherfuckin' combinations are
Flick it, flick it, flick it, flick it, flick it, flick it, flick it
She tellin' me I'm such a show-off, she told me to take my robe off
Lay back and just relax and watch it go off
Go off, go off, I said go off, go off
I said go off, go off, I said go off, go off
I said go off, go off, go off, go off
Go off, go off, go off, go off
Yeah, ayy
Stone Cold 3:16 when I'm enterin'
Back against the same ropes that they wanna lynch me with
I used to have to give my grandma shots of insulin
And that was like givin' myself fuckin' shots of adrenaline
Crosswords penciled in, watchin' Jeopardy
Who would have thought one day your grandson'll be the fuckin' answer?
Girl, you used to sit with him (who is Big Sean?)
Y'all want success all at once, I take mine in increments
They playin' with my name like I gave they ass the password to go log into it
With no music, I'm instrumental, I'm God's instrument
Big don, forever mobbin'
It really hurt seein' that last rocket Takeoff, Houston we have a problem
I see half the rap gang talk about all of the violence and how we gotta stop it
And then a verse later talk about how they slidin' down on all of they opps
Like it's no other option, that they don't know no other topics
And if my haters had multiple choice
They'd probably see me buried alive or barely alive
How many friends I got to have my casket carried outside
Probably not as many would stand and watch me married outside
Niggas there for good times and not any other times
But fuck it, I'm thankful for the tough times
'Cause that's the only time in life I can see what's mine
But I adapt quickly, same girl for six years, nigga, I'm that picky
Blue collar to white collar then end up Black Hippy
Had signed to G.O.O.D. a group of good kids in a m.A.A.d city
Blackin' out the finer light like life when it all ends
Just handin' out life sentences, no wonder they call it the pen
That shit really be makin' me sick
Don't be droppin' my name in an interview, nigga, for views, better pick it up quick
I done broke the fuckin' bank, so bad that bitch and get it fixed
Me and Soulo kin like I was Anakin, we can not miss
Go off, go off, I said go off, go off
I said go off, go off, I said go off, go off
I said go off, go off, go off, go off
Go off, go off, go off, go off