Lyrical Breakdown of Champagne Glasses - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Champagne Glasses" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Cordae weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Champagne Glasses" 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 Cordae 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 Cordae's narrative.
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Uh, okay
Conversations gettin' complicated, I could tell ya, uh
Fifteen, was in them handcuffs with paraphernalia
I grew up in them trenches, boy, your house had wine cellar
If anybody ever had a problem, gave 'em hell
I got my auntie, brothers, daddy, cousin backstage passes
Everybody celebratin' with they champagne glasses
I'm just sittin' full of pain as I'm tourin' the country
Thought the stress-free life was gon' come with the money (uh)
I got my head up in the clouds livin' off daydreamin'
Still high up off of life, I know my light ray beamin'
Got up out the river, nigga, now I'm straight mainstreamin'
Flowin' heavy, 'member uncle drove a Chevy on his wrist
Was a stolen Rollie Presi', couldn't tell him shit
Arrogance is deadly, in the moment, damn, he relished it
Matchin' chain, embellished it, drug dealer dreams with prison nightmares
Was type rare, and if the shoe fits, I'll buy the right pair
But shit be gettin' worser by the second, I'm guessin'
Put a smile up on my face 'cause life is all 'bout perception
Tell my niggas that I'm happy, happiness manifestin'
Even though it's quite the opposite, but shit, I'm digressin', okay
Conversations gettin' complicated, I could tell ya, uh
Fifteen, was in them handcuffs with paraphernalia
I grew up in them trenches, boy, your house had wine cellar
If anybody ever had a problem, gave 'em hell
I got my auntie, brothers, daddy, cousin backstage passes
Everybody celebratin' with they champagne glasses
I'm just sittin' full of pain as I'm tourin' the country (Big Rabbit)
Thought the stress-free life was gon' come with the money (yeah)
Conversations gettin' complicated, investigated now (yeah, yeah)
You can't shit on me, you pussy niggas is constipated now (know what?)
Big VL for life, the biggest rabbit in the nation now (yeah, yeah)
You can't shit on me, you pussy niggas is constipated now (ugh)
Niggas can't shit on me, piss the set, trip on me (nah)
Play me like I'm pussy and once you in her, I burn like syphilis, G
Youngin did a bid for me, I'ma slide for him 'cause he slid for me
Know that you feelin' this gangsta shit, I can feel it all up in your energy (yeah, yeah)
Got her pregnant once, I gave her backstage passes
Ride with that dirty, I know my shit dirty, I'd rather get caught than get blasted
Crackers don't understand nothin', can never, they treat us like cargo, they stashed us
I just sit back and get high and I think 'bout how long this rap shit gon' last us (oh, yeah, yeah)
Conversations gettin' complicated, I could tell ya, uh
Fifteen, was in them handcuffs with paraphernalia
I grew up in them trenches, boy, your house had wine cellar
If anybody ever had a problem, gave 'em hell
I got my auntie, brothers, daddy, cousin backstage passes
Everybody celebratin' with they champagne glasses
I'm just sittin' full of pain as I'm tourin' the country
Thought the stress-free life was gon' come with the money, you know