Lyrical Breakdown of Idiot - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Whoever taught you how to speak your mind Never knew you'd turn out to be an idiot And I might be stupid But I'ma keep it movin' like I know what I'm doin' Whoever thought you had a God damn clue Never knew you'd turn out to be an idiot I might be a fool But I seem so cool when I'm next to you Aight I was in the middle of a selfie When you were trying to text me Genius Interuptus Swing like Kirby Puckett I'm as subtle as an alien abduction in public Somebody call the cops Suck it, blow the trumpet until the bubble pops And butter up another patch of those muffin tops I'm just trying to find a balance Wound up with a wife and a gang of kids Her kiss tastes like black licorice And now I'm riding in the back of her ambulance Knock knock knockin' on heavens door Let me in yo I got a laminate I guess Its my job to let y'all know That those my nuts y'all tampered with Whoever taught you how to speak your mind Never knew you'd turn out to be an idiot And I might be stupid But I'ma keep it movin' like I know what I'm doin' Whoever thought you had a goddamn clue Never knew you'd turn out to be an idiot I might be a fool But I seem so cool when I'm next to you Aight I'm not the coolest I'm just a dude thats got some flows Attitude, a lot of soul I got a wood nameplate says "I wish you Gold" And this watch don't even work And these people only came for the cheap dessert And we can fight over a piece of dirt Like all y'all ain't gunna leave the Earth Might as well keep sand in a baggy My favorite people call me Dad or Daddy I never claimed to be too smart I never been afraid of a new start Luck-ay siete my wife's so fly all the suckers envy Shes a beautiful soul to have and to hold And wipe my butt when I get old Whoever taught you how to speak your mind Never knew you'd turn out to be an idiot And I might be stupid But I'ma keep it movin' like I know what I'm doin' Whoever thought you had a goddamn clue Never knew you'd turn out to be an idiot I might be a fool But I seem so cool when I'm next to you Aight Hey mama can I call you Cupcake You remind me of a status update You're the wind beneath my limbs It might sound weird but you look like Prince Bang Bang under purple rain Fertilized the egg in the back of a Mustang No shame, ain't no thang Baby came out lookin' like K.D Lang, yeah Whoever taught you how to speak your mind Never knew you'd turn out to be an idiot And I might be stupid But I'ma keep it movin' like I know what I'm doin' Whoever thought you had a goddamn clue Never knew you'd turn out to be an idiot I might be a fool But I seem so cool when I'm next to you Aight