Lyrical Breakdown of Farm - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Farm" 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 "Farm" 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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Talking man on BD, aye aye
Nah, nah he gotta go cuz (what?)
(Sosa on the beat)
Nah (swag), he talkin bout' Glo Gear
Nah he got on that Popular Demand shit, I don't
Want that Popular Demand in here, he tweakin
I got on Glo Gear man, my shoes cost 1500, dude
Bitch, I'm beamin' smoking stinky
Earring looking like they supposed to be on my fuckin' pinky
Tearing up the mall, I be speedin'
What you wearin' ain't even up to fucking season
Ayy, I'm flexin' shawty
Nah ayy, he hatin'
Bitch, I'm beamin'-beamin' smoking stinky (ayy, Gang)
Earring looking like they supposed to be on my fucking pinky (bang, bang, nigga)
Tearing up the mall, I be speedin' (ftftft, beep)
What you wearing ain't even up to fucking season nigga
Take the fucking ball, and I knee it (I knee it)
'Cause I'm fucking ballin' for no reason (ballin' for no motherfuckin' reason)
I spent a car on a M.O.N.C. Moncler (Moncler)
I smoke kush (ayy) like I grow it on a farm, yeah
(Like I grow it on a farm, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bitch, I smoke trees like I grow dem (dem, ayy)
Who is these niggas? I don't know dem (I don't know him)
They don't be smoking dope like me and bro'nem (me and bro'nem)
Folks'nem (foenem), Glo'nem (the Glo'nem)
Got a weed license like I grew him, I smoke him (I smoke him, bang)
I'm in the Beamer, catch his Benz, blow them (I blow them, gang)
I caught him shooting dice and I rolled him (I rolled that motherfucker)
My pistol's fabulous, I call him Los'nem (loss that motherfucker)
Smoking on this Tooka (ayy) 'cause I know him (I know that motherfucker)
You can't stop a Amtrak railroad him (railroad the motherfucker)
Bitch I'm Sosa Joc, it can go down (it can go down motherfucker)
Two four bloody suckker (woo), ten toes down (ten toes down, motherfucker)
Woo (ayy), woo, woo, woo
Bitch, I'm beamin'-beamin' smoking stinky (smoking stank)
Earring looking like they supposed to be on my fucking pinky (bang, bang, bang)
Tearing up the mall, I be speedin' (ftftft, beep, beep)
What you wearing ain't even up to fucking season nigga (up to fuckin' season nigga, gang)
Take the fucking ball, and I knee it (and I knee it)
'Cause I'm fucking ballin' for no reason (ballin' for no motherfuckin' reason)
I spent a car on a M.O.N.C. Moncler (Moncler)
I smoke kush (ayy) like I grow it on a farm, yeah
(Like I grow it on a farm, yeah nigga, yeah nigga, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I be smoking tons, yeah (yeah, woo)
Too much kush for my lungs, yeah (yeah, yeah, woo)
Walk in the mall spending money having fun, yeah (ftftft, beep)
I'm Glo'ing LED 4K TV and Suns, yeah (yeah)
1080p I was born in '83, I'm lying yeah (lyin')
I been doing this shit since I was a youngin', ask my mom, yeah (ask my mom, yeah)
Smoke so much crop like I grew up on a farm, yeah (grew up on a farm)
Bitch steady talking I'm like
"Is you done?" she like "Yeah" (she like "Yeah, yeah, yeah")
I'm gliding in that bitch, skrrt, skrrt, bitch, I be stunting (skrrt, skrrt)
Your boyfriend talking shit, huh-huh-huh, I get money (huh, huh, ayy)
Pull on his block and shit, duh-duh-duh, I be gunnin' (duh-duh, ayy, ayy)
Here come the cops and shit, skuh-skuh-skuh, I be runnin' (skrrt, skrrt, aye)
Skrrt (gang, nigga), skrrt (bang, nigga), skrrt (gang), skrrt
Bitch, I'm beamin'-beamin' smoking stinky (dope)
Earring looking like they supposed to be on my fucking pinky (on my fucking pinky)
Tearing up the mall, I be speedin' (ftftft, beep, beep)
What you wearing ain't even up to fucking season nigga (up to fuckin' season nigga)
Take the fucking ball, and I knee it (and I knee it)
'Cause I'm fucking ballin' for no reason (ballin' for no motherfuckin' reason)
I spent a car on a M.O.N.C. Moncler (Moncler)
I smoke kush like I grow it on a farm, yeah
(Like I grow it on a farm, yeah)
Woo, woo, woo, gang
Gang in this bitch
Gang in this bitch, nigga