Lyrical Breakdown of Sergio - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Haven't rapped with you in a long time Body Big Baby, Big Slimmy Big Jimmy, Bronco Balaklava, Baklavala Holla-holla Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay Yeah-yeah-yeah You already know what Sergio Swing-swing (Yeah, Sergio) (Hahahaha) Yeah, uh (Hahahaha) My phone blowin' up 'cause I been missin' for days (Ain't nobody callin' you, man) I'm just floatin' through these waves, my torso covered in suede (Uh) Six back-to-back Cadillacs lookin' like astronauts (Uh) Don't wind me up I'll have Shaq pop out the jack-in-the-box (Uh, pop out) With three ratchets in his jean jacket, bitch (Uh-uh) Don't even try to tell me how off the meat rack I'm is (Uh-uh) You know the vibes, I'm slow motion like I'm sniffin' Actavis (Yeah) 'Til I explode off the turnbuckle and cripple half your shit (Ah) You know Bam-Bam savage as fuck (Uh) Ride with two pumps (Uh), like Michael Chang shoes (Uh) 'Til I see angels (Ah), I see the world from all angles And from a thin thread, my soul dangles Just like a mango (Ooh), alpha bravo (Uh) Lookin' like your boy just won the lotto But then drowned every dollar in a bottle (Every single one of them) And put a bunch of junk (Uh), in his arm and his nose (Uh) And between his toes (His toes) 'Cause feelin' good's the only thing he knows (Ah, the pain) Shit (Yeah man, you know we feel that) Uh, 'cause feeling good's the only thing I know (Bitch, I feel you, I feel you, I feel you) Feelin' good's the only thing I know (I feel good, I feel good, feel good) Feelin' good's the only thing I know (I feel good, I feel good, feel good) Feelin' good's the only thing I know (Yeah) Give thanks for all these graces That's been placed upon me (Give thanks) Do I deserve it or not? Now that's a different topic (Hell yeah, you do) I think I do though (Uh-uh) All these times I seen the planet Pluto (Uh-uh) And when I get back I got no jet lag (You know it), I'm wired different (True) The slightest thought of me inspires vision (It's true) And puts a smile on the face of a man That knows he 'bout to die in prison (Uh) I'm high and twisted (Uh), some would say divine and mystic (Uh) 'Cause I can eat a bag of mushrooms And still drive the stick shift (Ooh) Like Hélio Castroneves (Uh) Seein' psychedelic colors, I'm a dead head Man, why the rose on fire in my palm? Like a saint for a made guy (Ooh) Blood drops fallin' from my eyes, right on the gray five I made lives so now it's time for me to lay a vibe You feel me? Uh, I made lives so now it's time for me to Lay a vibe, lay a vibe (I feel good, I feel good) Lay a vibe, uh, lay a vibe, uh