Lyrical Breakdown of Windows - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Windows" 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 "Windows" 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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Shut up, everybody shut up
I think you've had too much to speak
Give me the keys, plug the leak
Or go take a little step off something steep
I might be a fuck up
But I wanna do splendid things
I mean I want somebody to remember me
And maybe drive me around in a limousine
I'm just joking, I rather drive myself
Rather fly myself, most time
Rather be all by myself a party of one
And I'll keep going for as
Long as the arteries pump
Don't start no junk
I'm not a thug but I'm hardly a punk
And if it ain't the hard part of the month
Throw your hands in the sky
Sing the harmony once
Shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my car i can see it all
I don't trust a motherfucker one bit though
And it go shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my house i can see it all
(I like this) I don’t trust
A motherfucker one bit though
Shut up, everybody shut up
I brought my own knife and fork
Stood up to address the court
And said "The kid's so hungry
He'll eat the stork"
I might be a fuck up
But I'm in the upper percentile
I try to put a smile on my face
While the rest act so cold
Blooded like a reptile
Gotta look over both my shoulders
Don't even know ya, potential cobras
I'm tryna find a poser to design
A poster to mobilize voters
This is not a top secret
But they already know what
You're not thinkin'
Either you could submit or you
Could just stop speakin'
And find yourself inside another lost weekend
Shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my car i can see it all
I don't trust a motherfucker one bit though
And it go shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my house i can see it all
(I like this) I don't trust
A motherfucker one bit though
Shut up, everybody shut up
All of y'all talk too goddamn much
Slither back under that rock you're from
Got a hiss on the tongue
That you just can't trust
I might be a fuck up
And maybe you are too, but I ain't no judge
Run through dirt just to kick up dust
Put a little paint on the tip of the brush
Go ahead breathe with no regrets
Life's too brief to be so upset
Gotta take the lost and plead the fifth
Sometimes the world will make
You eat that shit
Gonna jump like a kangaroo
Break outta the zoo
Let the universe know that
You made it through
Stay true to your name and crew
But watch what you say and who you say it to
Shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my car i can see it all
I don't trust a motherfucker one bit though
And it go shut your pretty mouth
I got a window in my house i can see it all
(I like this) I don't trust
A motherfucker one bit though
I don’t trust a motherfucker one bit though
And it go
I don’t trust a motherfucker one bit though
And it go
I don’t trust a motherfucker one bit though
And it go
I don’t trust a motherfucker one bit though
And it go
I don’t trust a motherfucker one bit though
And it go