Lyrical Breakdown of AMAZING GRACE - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "AMAZING GRACE" 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 "AMAZING GRACE" 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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A nigga barely read the scripture, but I'm spiritual (let's go)
Seven figure nigga, thank you, God, it's a miracle (okay)
Turned on the lights and you see roaches in our cereal (what the fuck?)
You can't touch me now, we ain't the same, I still ain't feelin' you
Give a fuck about your feelings, pussy nigga, shit, I got feelings too (let's go)
Nigga, we was broke (how broke you was?) Shit, we had to steal our food
We cut like that, steal from us, shit, we rob niggas too
First time I ever robbed a plug, nigga, I was still in school (like seventeen)
I'll take your gun, trade yo' shit, come back with' a different tool (yeah)
I'on want that hoe, ain't coming back, bitch, I got a different boo (huh?)
Say I sound the same 'til my new shit dropped and they heard me switch the groove
I'on play both sides, you ain't one of mines, I don't like to pick and choose
A nigga barely read the scripture but I'm spiritual (let's go)
Seven figure nigga, thank you, God, it's a miracle (okay)
Turned on the lights and you see roaches in our cereal (what the fuck?)
You can't touch me now, we ain't the same, I still ain't feelin' you (ayy, pop yo' shit)
And no, I ain't feelin' these niggas, I'm numb
Before I blew up, did my shows with a gun
Still can go city to city alone with my jewelry on
This ain't what you want
Treat this bitch like a cold when it's cold outside (okay)
I got it on, it ain't in the trunk
Soon as I feel it's a threat, I'ma dump (bop, bop, bop)
You can play for the internet, you know what's up
Rock out a show and I leave with a slut (let's go)
So many bitches want a lil' nigga
Can't fit 'em inside of the truck
I ain't no beginner and this shit ain't luck
I don't like the library, but, nigga, I'm booked, yeah
Damn, he done got full of his self
Stick out his hand and it ain't gon' get shook
A bitch say my name and I don't even look
A nigga barely read the scripture but I'm spiritual (let's go)
Seven figure nigga, thank you, God, it's a miracle (okay)
Turned on the lights and you see roaches in our cereal (what the fuck?)
You can't touch me now, we ain't the same, I still ain't feelin' you
Bitch