Lyrical Breakdown of Eternal - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Chance the Rapper feat. Smino weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Eternal" 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 Chance the Rapper feat. Smino 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 Chance the Rapper feat. Smino's narrative.

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Ohh yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, gotta throw it down

Side chicks can't dance like this, uh

Side niggas can't dance like this, no

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no (C'mon)

Side niggas can't step like this, uh-uh

Side niggas can't stomp like this, uh-uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (You know what time it is)

What you know about this? This before your time

I used to two-step in the 019

I always been fine, this is not new wine

I just happened to find a way to live my whole life in my prime

Side niggas don't look this good, can't cook this good

Can't fuck this good, can't get right

You send him to the store and forget that he left

You send me to the store, I come back with a chef

I'll come back out of breath

While your side nigga sittin' at the

Club with a booty on his chin like a cleft

I don't never want two that's the same as the next

I made the three more famous than Steph

No cap, that's a roundhouse kick to a Jameson's neck

I got a Jada Pinkett keeping sure my shame is in check

Cross-legged in the dojo, my master, mentor

Side chicks can't take out splinters

Side chicks make they Kool-Aid with Splenda

Side chicks can't come to Auntie Linda's house

They gon' send her off, they gon' send her out

To buy more things that they hid in the couch

Don't you know that side niggas can't cop no Tesla?

Pull up in a ring like wrestlers

Pop out at the soccer game with the VVS's and a bunch of snacks

Model X Falcon, backseat, doing jumping jacks

20-1-9, I want it one of a kind

2020, I'ma be ahead of my time

Twenty thousand leagues, the biggest fish in the pond

But if you never go fishing, it's something you'll never find

We can be (Eternal), eternal (Forever and ever)

We can be (Eternal), eternal (Eternal, baby, we can be eternal, baby)

I know some shawties that'll blast for me over blasphemy

And throw that ass for me, so malasses-ly

Huh, slow motion so I had to see

Before you start, fill my glass, wipe my glasses

I love her passion, ooh (Sweet)

I drunk my passion fruit (Sweet)

I'm runnin' through your organs like when a pastor hoop

I wanna pass the ball, I don't pass the ball

I'm Kobe, baby, I ate it up

I ain't ate all month, you lookin' like a plate of lunch

Said her name was Angie and she love to get stoned

Almost fell in love, I hurt my heart from these songs

Tourmaline on,, she can feel it in her stones

Huh, now she giving me ultimatums

I told her I hate tomatoes, some chances, I gotta take 'em

I can't see for the life of me

Why all these hoes like me when I got wifey

Side chicks can't do flat twists

Bet a dollar you could buy me a Brisk (Yeah, yeah)

Side chicks can't cook no grits

Grits, nigga, grits

We can be (Eternal), eternal (Forever and ever)

We can be (Eternal), eternal (Eternal, baby, we can be eternal, baby)

Side chicks can't dance like this, uh

Side niggas can't dance like this, no

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Side niggas can't step like this, uh-uh

Side niggas can't stand like this, uh-uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah