Lyrical Breakdown of CALL OF DUTY - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how DaBaby weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "CALL OF DUTY" 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 DaBaby 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 DaBaby's narrative.

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(Yeah, yeah), yeah (Neeko, you made that motherfucking beat?) Call of Duty, pass the stick Gotta do 'em, crashed the whip Bitch ass nigga (go) Call of Duty, pass the stick Gotta do 'em, crashed the whip I just sent them on a drill (yeah) You ain't gotta tell me what happened I'ma watch on the TV to make sure it's real (ooh) They got the nigga up out of here The niggas that step for me, boy, they got skills You know ain't no checkin' me nigga, no deal And ain't no way that I'm try negotiate You can go negotiate with niggas in hell (go) Fire on that nigga, I'ma blam I keep that fire like it's stuck to my hand (hah) Oh, he a hothead He keep that hot shit all over his mind I'ma give him a tan I'm tryna trick him, I spent a ten on him I tell my lil' niggas "Here go them bands" They gon' pull up like- Call of Duty, pass the stick Gotta do 'em, crashed the whip I just sent them on a drill (yeah) You ain't gotta tell me what happened I'ma watch on the TV to make sure it's real (ooh) They got the nigga up out of here The niggas that step for me, boy, they got skills You know ain't no checkin' me nigga, no deal Call of Duty, pass the stick Gotta do 'em, crashed the whip I just sent them on a drill (yeah) You ain't gotta tell me what happened I'ma watch on the TV to make sure it's real (ooh) They got the nigga up out of here The niggas that step for me, boy, they got skills You know ain't no checkin' me nigga, no deal (bitch) That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby