Lyrical Breakdown of Awesome - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Awesome" 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 "Awesome" 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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Yeah, awesome awesome, drowsy
Pulled up in the Coupe
Saw the cops, then I lost them, aye
You know I had to triple cross them (aye)
Bitch I'm bossy, look at me I'm flossin'
(worth a lot aye)
Suicide doors bitch I'm Jake Awesome
Step up in my office
Sign up for yo' conference
Ready steady talking
We gon' pull up sparking (pow, pow pow)
You parched? hit the gas it
Sound like the car farted
I might be in Miami in a 'Rari
I changed up my email bitch don't call me
(bitch) she like "chief so' I love
You just don't dump me" (what)
Bitch the only thing I love
Is going to Barneys
Having all these pipes like I'ma plumber
(duh duh duh)
I know lil' folks came out to swung it
(pow pow, pow pow)
Take my shoes off I told her rub my bunions
(bitch)
She hypnotized with my neck, down to my arms
(bling, bling) watch where you go
You better make the right turns (yeah, aye)
She wanna threeway
Bitch long as y'all take turns (ya dig?)
Zoomin' in a fast car like a racer (aye)
Finna go and get in Diana like a pacer (yeah)
It's sixsome got the motor running
(motor running)
The moncler on, like it's cold or sum'
(cold or sum)
Sipping turtle juice like I'm slow or sum'
(slow or sum') bitch jump in my crib
Told them mop the floor or sum'
I got choppa shell, in a hand gun
(duh duh duh)
Hit up three niggas, call that and-1 (and-1)
Smoking that citgo, smoking that marathon
(marathon) and this shit's too strong
Feel like a barbarian (barbarian)
In matrix, Shawn Marion
I was runnin' bands while
Hoes was wearing dereon (bitch, bitch)
Niggas wanna dare me on
I be needing someone to up my 30 on
(up my 30 on)
Bad bitch, you used to be dirty huh?
(used to be dirty huh?)
Back on the block there ain’t
No bitch can curve me (huh?)
(pew, pew, pew, pew)
You guessed it, dope, blunts for breakfast
(yeah)
Ready for your block I'm Tetris (yeah)
I got a designer fetish (yeah)
I'm running up the lettuce
On my burger I don't want no lettuce (yeah)
Oh you mad, you that pissed? (yeah)
That's how I be when hoes be catfishing
(yeah) baby this a Gucci polo
These bitches like my mojo
Bitch I'm bad like Mojo jojo (yeah)
Shawty say she snort coke
Okay lil' baby, go go (yeah)
You do too much girl, oh no (yeah)
You think you a smoker thought you smoke dro
I get cheese like o-ke doke