Lyrical Breakdown of Gremlins - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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I know some lil' niggas that thirst cream

That pop a bitch on camera and we ain't talkin' bout twerk team

Shootin' up cribs turnin' porches to smokescreens

Mama smoking nightmares chasin' her pipe dream

Hard to give advice behind the mind of the call

So his limits have ceilings cause his pop behind walls

School become a free meal

Streets become a cheap thrill

Same prices pa paid he gon' pay a cheap deal

Hourglasss empty but he lookin' for a refill

Revolver breakdancin, yeah he make that bitch windmill

Guess he's just a psycho in the city in the Chrysler

Everybody livin' spiteful nigga lookin' just to ice you

So we livin' hostile just to cop some Aeropostale

Trenchcoat Mafia, for a lil' Hollister

Gotta get his dollas up

So we hit the dice game

Lost all his re-up, now he rob the dice game

Probation violation call his ass the son of Satan

Got these old niggas scared like it's crystal lake and Jason

Cause they been through cases they ain't tryna go back

Fresh meat up on the street he give a fuck about that

Snatchin' Carti's downtown wear 'em same damn week

Tryna get the same bitches on the same damn street

Rob a ho ass nigga at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

Cause they gremlins

Gremlin

He just wanna smoke some kush

And fuck with some hoes at the mall

For that shit, he wished it all

Baby face and all, my lil' nigga gotta ball, lil' nigga gotta ball

Run up on you where that money at

Fuck nigga after that

Lean in that double cup

Lil nigga screwed up

Pop a pill nigga

And he don' feel nigga

You do it in the song, he do it for real nigga

And all his OGs is either dead or in prison

Scared to talk to him like, fuck it they won't listen

Unnecessary shit, thinkin' that he has to

A pair of True Religions dog, my lil nigga blast you

Listenin' to 2 Chainz, ain't thinkin' bout college

I wonder if he knew that 2 Chainz went to college

I wonder if he knew that, would that change his mind?

Guess that's somethin' we'll find in due time