Lyrical Breakdown of Capoeira [Feat. Yung Mehico] - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Capoeira [Feat. Yung Mehico]" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Action Bronson feat. Yung Mehico weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Capoeira [Feat. Yung Mehico]" 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 Action Bronson feat. Yung Mehico 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 Action Bronson feat. Yung Mehico's narrative.

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Call Mexico I need a saxophone solo Yeah, yeah turn me up a little, daddy (Yeah) I can't hear myself, Lordy (Ah) Baklava (Charming) You know it's him (Prince Charming) Only for dolphins, once again (Uh) Congratulations, they just casted Baklava in Rambo (Yeah) Heard how your boy was off the handles (Uh-uh) And that was just a sample (Little bit) All black Cherokee 'cause I can't fit This body in the Lambo (Come on, man) All this marble got me feelin' like a Roman (Uh-uh) Pacific Ocean (Uh), to put my toes in (Uh) Smokin' green slime like Nickelodeon (Uh) All white standin' at the podium, you know it's him (Ah) I throw dice with the Tommy John elbow (Ah) Next week I'll probably parmesan a sailboat (Yeah) Drive the Hummer on the railroad (Yeah) My drugs are waitin' for me in the mailroom (Uh) Hell motherfuckin' yeah, man, that's what it is, ah yeah Power bomb 'em through the dinner table (Uh) It sound like a moose hittin' a Winnebago (Shit) Uh, I'm back, yeah, I'm back, I'm back, ah I'm a man amongst boys (Uh-uh) Your Jeep comes with the booster seat (Bitch) Shootin' puppy water all over your sheets I'm jumpin' in jacuzzis, twelve feet deep with twelve freaks (Uh-uh) Safe to say my life's on fleek (Uh), no smoke and mirrors (Uh) Just models sniffin' coke off mirrors, Talkin' 'bout, "Do Domino's deliver?" (You know they fuckin' do) Bitches throw up in jar and hide it in the closet (Uh-uh) But that shit ain't happenin' at my crib (Uh-uh) Gotta finish dinner if you want desert (True) And if you wanna fuck Ernie, you gotta fuck Burt (Uh-uh) I'm in the Beamer bumpin' Gerald Levert, you heard? (You heard?), huh You heard? (You heard?), ah Yeah, yeah Only for Dolphins, baby I told you Bronco El Blanco