Lyrical Breakdown of Hell (feat. Santigold) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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We use to wear rugged boots now it's all tailored suits Audemars Piguets for my criminal recruits Champagne flutes, bumpin' rhythm and the blues Partner made bad moves, he might end up in the news Or end up in the tombs or living in the boondocks Riding by the rules i'll abide by it soon See the situation we sophisticated goons Know you live by the gun then you die by it too Niggas call me prophecy, swagging and philosophies White on white wagon call that motherfucker Socrates Rat ass nigga, fighting for a block of cheese Catch me out in China stunning yea I'm about my guapanese My shoe game serious, so serious,Whaup in these Niggas say I'm blessed my bad I forgot to sneeze (achoo) There your reasons go bitch I got some tissues for your issues tell 'em blow this People money watch, split ahead now They countin every day down Hittin on me long You know your way, where you're headin now? Me, I want everything It won't take me long It won't take me long Roger, roger, tell em roger that It's the gold teeth, French braids, call me Project Pat With the stalky cap, face a mask on, probly strapped It's the rocker cap, turn my swag on, holla back Throw a dollar at a biddage, tell er suck my Diddy Cuz they hatin on my clitty, cuz we made it when we did it Hit it cuz they didn't My mama always told me keep your mind on your money Boy you better pay attention Ride with the pretty nigga, woopty, no chauffeur Paint lookin like a drippin smoothy, no coaster The game if full of posers, big dog bulldozer Flap up on em like toasters, wake them up like Folgers Cuz heaven need a villain like hell need a newer idol You could flip the crip and call just renew the title For now I'm pro pimpin like them do what I do Smoking killa but my doors still suicidal People money watch, split ahead now They countin every day down Hittin on me long You know your way, where you're headin now? Me, I want everything It won't take me long It won't take me long It will hit you on the head You don't even gotta hit me now babe Just as sheeps get led You can see me long gone How you gonna feel now? You know what they say Really you know that we don't come how we get down Knew that was a Rocky ahead And you don't really what is up No, you can't get it wrong People money watch, split ahead now They countin every day down Hittin on me long You know your way, where you're headin now? Me, I want everything It won't take me long It won't take me long People money watch, split ahead now They countin every day down Hittin on me long You know your way, where you're headin now? Me, I want everything It won't take me long It won't take me long