Lyrical Breakdown of BOY BYE - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "BOY BYE" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how BROCKHAMPTON weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "BOY BYE" 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 BROCKHAMPTON employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Jabari, me paddy!
Ayy, everybody ask me how I deal with my depression
Man, look (man, look), I don't got the answer to your question
If I did, you would probably never hear from me again
That's a promise, not a threat and it ain't no half steppin' (hey)
Can't let it compromise the pace I'm settin' (hey)
Grandma told me don't forget to count my blessings (woo)
Breakin' up botanicals to ease my stressin'
Was the one that you needed but you weren't expectin'
Game need refreshin' (hey), what you been suggestin'? (Hey)
Wrote a new Constitution, we don't need amendin' (hey)
I go Johnnie Cochran when I'm raisin' my defenses (yeah)
Man, I feel like Michael Keaton when a nigga start ascendin' (hey)
Never second guessin' (hey), had to do a lot of restin' (hey)
Like I played for Popovich, tryna find our new direction (woo)
Listen, I ain't for the shelvin', what you niggas tellin'?
My team be rebellin' from wherever you were headin' (Goddamn)
My shit bump like a belly when it's pregnant (mhm)
Bona fide big bird lookin' like a Yeti (mhm)
Swift feet cheetah, that's a real big kitty
Made y'all judges, that's a real ass feelin'
I don't like the style, won't forget it, man, I did it (yeah)
Always got the shit, like constipated reverend (alright)
Y'all like to shit talk, no pun, all fun
But I make a bitch crack a giggle with the next one (oh)
Goofy ass boy, look like Elmer Fudd cousin (jeez)
Heavy ass feet, man, people heard you comin' (shit)
Actin' like Regina, you a lil' bit dramatic (George)
I been in the cockpit, I been in the cabin (right)
Take the eagle out just to ride around the planet (right)
Did a lot of curvin', man, I don't take damage
Oh so hot, so, sst, get branded
I'm just havin' fun, cops hit me, goddamn it (oh yeah)
Trauma got me fucked up, my mama got me fucked up
My lil' nigga locked up, it's like Hakuna Matata
Never liked Sci-Fi, empathetic Wi-Fi
Keep it in the back room, hide it with my dry eye
Put it in the vacuum, I got love for my label
15 million on the table, none of my niggas are stable
Need a personal connection, I just wanna feel you, baby
Bein' sober made me realize how poorly I been behavin', uh
My bitch is so pretty, pretty (mmm)
I get cash like really, really
Tell the DJ, man, he ain't slick 'cause he ain't playin' hits
He silly, silly (mmm)
My bitch is so pretty, pretty (mmm)
I get cash like really, really (get it)
Tell the DJ, man, he ain't slick 'cause he ain't playin' hits
He silly, silly (boy, bye!)
Ringin' their ears like a bark
Always feel left in the dark
Trauma the price for the patience
Character shaped like a arc
Move like my shit stay in park
Don't feel the love or respect
Grip like a hand on my neck
This is the year, place your bets
Boy, bye!
Ooh, ooh, beautiful and bashful
Ooh, ooh, ooh (mmm)
I'm beautiful and bashful
Boy, bye! (God damn! Mmm)
Boy, bye!
Boy, bye! (God damn! Mmm)
I'm beautiful and bashful