Lyrical Breakdown of 2 TIMES - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "2 TIMES" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Chief Keef weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "2 TIMES" 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 Chief Keef 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 Chief Keef's narrative.

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I been up for twenty-four hours (duh-duh-duh) Money and the power (duh-duh-duh) Brushed my teeth and took a shower How he want beef and he a coward? (Damn, son, where'd you find this?) (Yung Rari, Ra-Ra-Ra-Ra-Ra-Ra-Rari) Ayo, I eat, sleep, shit with my gat Back up, take a piss, fuck a bitch with my gat Still eatin', but won't get fat (Trap-A-Holics, real trap shit) Bro, we put a fat TEC up to his neck It's crunch time, duck or get wet And I just bought some new guns just to fuck up your set (duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh) Oh, you want to gamble with the gang? It's a bet (skrr-skrr-skrrt) In that Bruce Wayne, might as well hang with the bats (yoom) Hittin' home runs, might as well go get a bat (yeah) Pull out a machine on this bitch, ain't a fax (bah-bah) Got extended clip with this bitch in the vat (bah) You lookin' for Chief Sosa, that ain't him in the Scat (Trap-A-Holics, bitch) I been up for twenty-four hours (duh-duh-duh) Money and the power (duh-duh-duh) Brushed my teeth and took a shower How he want beef and he a coward? (Real trap shit) We'll take you out like a vowel We'll make you die like a flower He thought it was sweet but it's sour Now I give 60s like an hour Give a nigga twenty like ten two times Bitch say I'm the shit, I told her say it two times I'm real bad with names, I made her say it a few times I said I wasn't gon' do it but I hit a few times He caught two bodies so he doin' two times I'm with a country bitch, she know how to make moonshine I'm in the old car that I drove a few times My baby mama tried to break the window a few times Uh-oh, where you goin'? Damn, you fine She act like she ain't hear me so I said it two times She like, "You hit a couple of my friends a few times" I told her, "Come again?" I made her say it two times You know I've been a heavyweight champ a few times You still alive but got your ass blicked a few times No FedEx, boy, come get your ass flipped a few times No time to take, come get your ass flipped like two times Give a nigga twenty like ten two times Bitch say I'm the shit, I told her say it two times I'm real bad with names, I made her say it a few times I said I wasn't gon' do it but I hit a few times He caught two bodies so he doin' two times I'm with a country bitch, she know how to make moonshine I'm in the old car that I drove a few times My baby mama tried to break the window a few times I remember ho ass nigga tried to kill me one time I meant a couple times, it wasn't really one time No, I ain't proud of jail but I been a couple times And I'm a good person, I just sinned a couple times Ain't get what I want, I had to steal a couple times Bring the Lamborghini through your village a couple times He got ten left, he said he sold a couple lines But fuck-nigga if it ain't a whole one never mind Ayy, fuck-nigga, look in my eyes, see dollar signs If my bitch crash in the car, it better not be mine Got four pair of binoculars, nigga, go and hide Me and gang heard you fuckin' with the other side Give a nigga twenty like ten two times Bitch say I'm the shit, I told her say it two times I'm real bad with names, I made her say it a few times I said I wasn't gon' do it but I hit a few times He caught two bodies so he doin' two times I'm with a country bitch, she know how to make moonshine I'm in the old car that I drove a few times My baby mama tried to break the window a few times