Lyrical Breakdown of INTRO - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "INTRO" 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 "INTRO" 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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Thinkin' about my grandmama and shit I got the number one record, they acknowledged the jit (ayy, yo, kid) They goin' crazy when they play it, head bobbin' and shit And I'm just somewhere fucked up thinkin' 'bout my father and shit They found him dead a couple days before I started tour Same day I flew back to the city from Miami I was out there with the family, just lookin' at my daughter Thinkin' to myself like, damn, my baby look just like my daddy Same time I got the news, my shit went number one, that's fucked up That shit there was confusin' a lil' bit, you know I flew in with the stick Okay, like let me know what's up before I lose it in this bitch And everybody tryna talk, I ain't tryna talk, I'm tryna click I'm tryna send somebody wit' him Somebody let me know what's happenin' My last name K-I-R-K, Kirk You know how I rock behind my daddy You know, I never gave a fuck about the world, just about my family How the fuck I make it to the top? Same day I lost the nigga that had me How a nigga perform on BET and a year ago couldn't afford a sandwich? I had to move in with TG when I went broke movin' out to Cali What you know you smilin' every day for all your fans, actin' like you happy? I spent a hundred thousand layin' my daddy to rest, but I ain't braggin' I got some questions, I'm a die about respect if I don't get answers My mama stood up in that chair, took it like a G when she had cancer My brother be thinkin' that we don't love him and let him struggle like we ain't family Like I won't give up all I got to see you happy, nigga We shocked the world, everybody know what's happenin', nigga I'm still Lil' Jon Jon, my song, it just went platinum, nigga We on our own time, let's go move out to Cali, nigga Put the kids in homeschool, let's go get us a mansion, nigga Let's raise our kids right, let's watch the shit we teach 'em, nigga Let's start a business for you, so they can't say that you leechin', nigga How I know I'm the chosen one 'cause sometimes when I be speakin' nigga Like on this song, I ain't rappin', I'm preachin', nigga If I love you, then I need ya (let's go) I fuck with you like Martin fuck with Gina (uh) We family like we Venus and Serena (hey) Let's go get married like we thank God and Kanisha (okay) Don't give a fuck about the world, just 'bout my people (facts) I don't care what the fuck they told you, we ain't equal (uh-uh) Niggas ain't cut from the same cloth, these niggas see-through (ayy) And I be too busy doin' me to see what he do, nigga Yeah, verse two, that lil' nigga from the other side (uh-huh) And I do it myself, whenever I ride, you know that my brothers ride (okay) And I still got a lotta shit on my mind that I can't undecide (yeah, yeah) Got me ready to slide, feelin' like Doe Boy when his brother died (boyz n the hood) You know how I step, you know how I rep You know about Baby, nigga (you know about Baby) You know how I'm comin' back for that cross if you ever play me, nigga (get back) You know how I got it up out the mud and turned it to gravy nigga (huh) And hit the rap game like crack cocaine in the '80s, nigga Fuck you niggas talkin' 'bout, bruh? Like (oh my god, oh) Look (oh my god), look, man Look (oh my god) Baby on baby, now that's baby on baby God is great (big dawg, baby) He goin' baby on baby on baby, huh Yeah, rest in peace to my daddy Rest in peace to my grandma Let's go If I love you, then I need ya (let's go) I fuck with you like Martin fuck with Gina (uh) We family like we Venus and Serena (hey) Let's go get married like we thank God and Kanisha (okay) Don't give a fuck about the world, just 'bout my people (facts) I don't care what the fuck they told you, we ain't equal (uh-uh) Niggas ain't cut from the same cloth, these niggas see-through (ayy) And I be too busy doin' me to see what he do, nigga Uh-huh Okay, yeah Uh-huh Okay