Lyrical Breakdown of CHAIN ON - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "CHAIN ON" 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 "CHAIN ON" 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.
• 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 BROCKHAMPTON's narrative.

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One, two Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga Tell them boys where you came from, nigga Tell 'em boys why I stay up late Tryna say, tryna say, tryna say somethin', nigga, tryna say Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga Tell them boys where you came from, nigga Tell 'em boys why I stay up late Tryna say, tryna say, tryna say somethin', nigga, tryna say Fifth string, Young Peggy ring (go) Slick with the ink, these melodies need Duolingo (ghit) Same size as Dua Lipa, where the fuck my pen go? Second fiddle to weirdos, you feel like Eddie Winslow Street Fighter like Birdie, keep a stick like Rolento Did you win if your purpose is just perfect potential? Did you live up to it, is you just doin' the minimum? Used to get 50 views, now they need Peggy's momentum (yeah) Let's check the addendum Switch the code, I'm speakin' prophecies like That's So Raven Bald-headed with lil' status, I feel like Maven But I be dressed like Raven, up in the studio slavin' Wonder how Peggy be- (wait, wait) Wonder how Peggy be cakin'? I be Easy Bakin' My oven stay prepped and ready for the heat to take it Niggas that took this road and failed ain't have proper placement Some of you niggas don't look well, does Peggy make you hate him? Is it how I make the beats sound like Poltergeist? (Huh?) Or when my homies bring my name up is it breedin' spite? It's all talent, perfectly balanced, young Supreme Kai Who am I? Wake up every morning like it's do or die No surprise, Zeus get jealous when you cut the ties Livin' lie, Lance Armstrong at the finish line Give it time, when we catch them cops on cam I don't need six seconds, you remember Vine, it's nasty Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga Tell them boys where you came from, nigga Tell 'em boys why I stay up late Tryna say, tryna say, tryna say somethin', nigga, tryna say Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga Tell them boys where you came from, nigga Tell 'em boys why I stay up late Tryna say, tryna say, tryna say somethin', nigga, tryna say Hangin' from a chandelier in Babylon We don't believe in white gods, they gettin' rattled on Been in the belly of the kingdom, you can't tag along Unless you got war on the mind, to get the shackles off You can't ignore the karma when it's flames across your lawn We checkin' corners, so make sure our lanes don't come across See, word from Marvin, couldn't sue me from "What's Goin' On" Movin' through the system, sprintin' through a marathon We don't get second chance And they don't need a reason now, so I don't let 'em plan When I been fighting for the truth, I bring some extra hands Cement inside my gloves to knock this shit into the fan Put that on everything I love, it's been a minute Had to flip what's in my blood to be a stack Had to handle other business, ain't no riddles, it's a fact If you see me in my energy, ain't really tryna chat That's the generations chargin' a battery in my back See, I'm fueled by the culture, driven by my ancestors Body just a vessel, brain tapped into the answers Tried to see me on the CCTV, couldn't scan 'em Like the serial was scratched off on the barrel of the brand And I been ten toes down with the city on my shoulders You got no idea how that weight could make you colder Screamin', "Free my niggas," 'til they free us, never over Spirit said, "It's time for me to really be a soldier now" Cash rules everything around me (uh) C.R.E.A.M., get the money Dollar, dollar bill y'all (yeah), y'all (yeah)