Lyrical Breakdown of Kung Fu - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Kung Fu" 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 "Kung Fu" 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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(Day-Day-Daytrip took it to ten) Let me tell you how I come through with the one-two Kickin' shit like Kung Fu Treat a bad bitch like she average I'm a savage, lil' ho, what you wan' do? I'm about cash if the route fast I'ma get that lil' nigga, by any means Momma complain 'bout my Balmains, but it's all sane Couple racks in my skinny jeans Ay, hit it up, one time Niggas gonna get it until the sunrise (ay) School of hard knocks, I'm alumni Bitches on my dick like fungi Won't stop, what's that? Keep the Tommy on me like a Rugrat (ay) Niggas used to trap where the bus at Tell momma I'ma quit, but I love cash I'ma just get it and get it again Come ups I split with my friends, ay Twenty's them twenty's them twinny twin-twin Tryna flip Ford to a Benz I'ma get it, I'ma get it regardless Bussin' juugs, I used to trap out the college Give me brain, I swear that bitch is a scholar No snakes around me, only snake on my collar I'm a thief in the night, pray to Jesus, to Christ Better hope he believe in your life Free my lil' nigga Saudi, was catching them bodies He fighting his demons to light All my niggas be trapping, your niggas be rapping They robbed you, you asking what happened Got a new bitch from China, she wearing designer I'm lacing her in the new fashion, ayy Let me tell you how I come through with the one-two Kickin' shit like Kung Fu Treat a bad bitch like she average I'm a savage, lil' ho, what you wan' do? I'm about cash if the route fast I'ma get that lil' nigga, by any means Momma complain 'bout my Balmains, but it's all sane Couple racks in my skinny jeans Ay, hit it up, one time Niggas gonna get it until the sunrise (ay) School of hard knocks, I'm alumni Bitches on my dick like fungi Won't stop, what's that? Keep the Tommy on me like a Rugrat (ay) Niggas used to trap where the bus at Tell momma I'ma quit, but I love cash Ay, I've been all around the fucking globe Baby, what you know? Motherfucker, better tuck and roll, got places to go And niggas missed the last flight, livin' in the fast life Momma said, "You never act right, goddamn" Guess I'm a bad guy, but I'm on my grind like a halfpipe 'Cause I switch it and flip it and cook it up mad nice 'Til I see them flashlights, then I'm gone Fast flash like, my future's a tad bright Because when they rent is due, and your Benz is new And your old friends be resenting you Like my women brown, and my Benjis blue Shit is fucked up, when they envy you 'Member niggas got killed over Penny shoes Where I'm from, niggas dying like Kenny do Take a hit of this PAC and this Henny juice Only one of me, but there's plenty you It was all a dream, reminiscing over smaller things Grandma cooking like Paula Deen It ain't all it seems, grew up with the starving teens And growing plants, still watering (ahh) Let me tell you how I come through with the one-two Kickin' shit like Kung Fu Treat a bad bitch like she average I'm a savage, lil' ho, what you wan' do? I'm about cash if the route fast I'ma get that lil' nigga, by any means Momma complain 'bout my Balmains, but it's all sane Couple racks in my skinny jeans Ay, hit it up, one time Niggas gonna get it until the sunrise (ay) School of hard knocks, I'm alumni Bitches on my dick like fungi Won't stop, what's that? Keep the Tommy on me like a Rugrat (ay) Niggas used to trap where the bus at Tell Momma I'ma quit, but I love cash (Day-Day-Daytrip took it to ten)