Lyrical Breakdown of Golddust - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Golddust" 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 "Golddust" 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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Bust it open Flake lookin' like gold dust **** get a whiff of this uncut Bloody Marys at brunch From last night still drunk Popped a Adderall **** that was my lunch And I gotta hunch Rollin' up a blunt Call some hoes up **** let's do some bumps Caught up in the whirlwind Life took a tail spin Hid behind designer shades, life of sin Lost control, don’t have a soul Myself, I don't know no more Numbin' up with drugs To suppress these feelings Prayin' to the heavens Let these devils get the best of me **** what's the recipe, for a good time? Whole lot of liquor while you doin' coke lines Residue on my mustache How could it last? Roll a hundred dollar bill **** blow cash Can't nobody tell me no **** pass me that blow Got to the point I ain't gotta buy drugs **** just give to 'em to me And they think they showin' love And that's what's up Kinda fucked up Now I do way it more then I use to Have no clue All the false alarms Where most would of died But my tolerance strong Been cursed all alone Whole family addicts Floatin' through my bloodstream Like I gotta have it Tried to quit a few times But it didn't work out Can you understand what my life is about? 'Cause I think you don't So take a step inside A mind so horrific, images that I hide Take look inside Scare you for life This is the way, **** step inside Mimosa for breakfast With a thick hoe from Texas Got good karma, feel the persona Got the Hermes towel while I'm up in the sauna Smokin' on ganja, tastin' like caramel Ass so fat think she get it from her momma Came along way hittin' thots in spots Now I fuck pornstars I done jerked off and watched Spendin' racks up in Bergdorf Bitch take your shirt off Took a couple mollies Now they wanna have a twerk off Guess who the judge? Why they hold the grudge? Me, I got it all done Got it out the mud Will it all last? Will it all last? Roll a hundred dollar bill **** blow cash Will it all last? Will it all last? Roll a hundred dollar bill Blowin' money fast