Lyrical Breakdown of Still Trill - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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1, 2 Yeah, yeah 1, 2 For the money, for the show For you hookers but we all say "Ho" 1, 2 Yeah, uh, uh One for the money, two for the shelf (Take it slow) Three for your hooker but we all stay poled (Look, yo) It's like Primo and Guru (Uh) Gang of stars, dipping features like it's Hulu (Yeah) Before this rhyming, I was noodles (Uh-huh) And two shy, shout Kajagoogoo If y'all don't get the reference, y'all can google (Go head) Y'all stepped in some doo doo (Yeah) An apparent mistake, that's why your parents call you "Boo Boo" Give me time to combine with my dawgs, labradoodles (Uh) Bun B to Cal, smoke that beaucoup W on my crown, that's that BUFU Only got half a screw lose (Shh!) You get half of that stock, that's some fufu Keep a burner on the clock that was cuckoo Not the rapper you're used to (Gang) What these rappers be lacking is the screw lose (Uh, huh) What you see is the master through the pupils (Yes) And I'm back with the voodoo (Uh) you a bottle of Yoo-hoo Set backwards, now who you? Your resistance is futile When the kid in the kitchen, you get the kitten caboodle I don't talk it, I live it, if I don't get it then you do That goes for Bono and U2 I'm like a sawed off shotgun 'Cause less is more, hit your front door with a hot one Player if you wanna get some, then I got some Trust me, you ain't even a body here without some Step to me then yo, you know the outcome I'm never outdone, boy, you going home with your mouth numb And a swoll lip 'cause I'm gon' give you the hands And I'ma give you the whole clip, so don't trip And don't slip because you never stop sliding bro You already know what we riding for, stop hiding hoe Come out of the cave, you crawl back into You been through and this game over for you and them too To let you make it is sinful, blasphemy So when I'm done with you, you won't remember nothing after me I take it further than it has to be taken Bun, Method and Grafh, Statik Selektah, bring the break in Uh, I ain't playing with these niggas, I'm in it to win it Time is money, fuck living minute to minute I get it to get it, I made a fortune They can't take the apron off him (Uh) the Feds tape recording Weighing weight by the carton (Uh) raised by the Spartans Made by distortion, disobeyed my abortion The I take my chain up off the froster Rocking custom made garments And they made them out of dolphins (Shh!) My Hermes is foreign suede, and my Jordans Were made from mermaid and shark skin, ya heard I'm paid by the coffin, dead prezzies Shawty, come hit the bong full of fresh veggies (Ahh) We can go wherever you want, except steady I flex heavy, you a fresh wedgie Shut up, hehe, and that's that baby (Huh) I need good weed and snacks baby Trill Let me sit you down and tell you what's the real I run the South, I can't help it, that's how I feel, trill Big deal, Trill Real trill