Lyrical Breakdown of JD - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Yo, what's your name young blood? What they call you? Well, I got, I got James, Jimmy or Byron Dean Yeah, I've been feeling that real JD swag lately Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye stepped up in this piece Bust my Glock to ensure that all you niggas rest in peace Uh, Schwarzenegger I, straight slaughter niggas I'm offin' niggas, screaming off with niggas heads They all surrender, better call for niggas Come at all you niggas heads, talk 'em off a ledge I'm arguing with 'em, I'm done talking with 'em I order coffins for 'em, call the coroner for 'em Get a comforter for 'em, I did all you niggas beds I want all you niggas dead You want oil nigga money, royalness, and bread Royalties instead of Rollies for your boys, but loyalty is dead Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye stepped up in this piece Bust my Glock to ensure that all you niggas rest in peace Rep my block, quick to draw on all you niggas if there's beef Blow your spot, better pray to the Lord this shit don't hit the streets Jimmy Dean