Lyrical Breakdown of Lincoln Continental - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Lincoln Continental" 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 "Lincoln Continental" 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'm the president, I'm the mayor, ho
That bitch my first lady, I tell her where to go
I'm in the brown house taking a duke
I smoke that ew-wee, that Peppy la Pew
I'm going koo-koo, see I don't fucked up (okay)
Another mother there, some shit gonna get a cut (baow, baow, baow-baow-baow,-baow)
Them budgets fucked up, I say that it gon' change
And now we fucked up, I'm asking y'all for change
Bitch, we gonna pull the wool, don't get it aura
I have your kids on the front line getting fucked up (baow-baow-baow,-baow)
They gettin' chopped up (swat), they eatin' cold cuts (swat)
They starving on the block, they talk 'bout it ain't no work
It ain't no health care, I snatch your medicare (yeah)
I got your baby home alone and ain't no daycare
'Cause I'm gon' get mine (get money), if I snatch your kids
What the fuck you thinking? I'm a politician
Got me plottin' (aye), got me plottin' (aye)
Got me thinkin' (aye), got me thinkin' (okay)
How can I come up and get myself a Lincoln
Got me plottin' (aye), got me plottin' (aye)
Got me thinkin' (aye), got me thinkin' (okay)
How can I come up and get myself a Lincoln
I'm a continental, contin-, continental
I'm a continental, contin-, continental
I'm a continental, contin-, continental
I'm a continental, contin-, continental
I'm the president, I'm the mayor, ho
That bitch my first lady, I tell her where to go
I cheat all on that ho (bitch), with the secretary
I spill out on her blouse, that head is legendary
I lie to anybody, and smile up in they face
I drink that wine up, and say "I love the taste"
I show up at the banquet, I get my swag on (swag)
Them white niggas grinning, they get they fag on (fag)
Now I'm on some other shit, I'm at the hotel
With a bunch of hookers, they yelling go head
Don't worry they all gay, them hoes is called heads
Next day on the paper, sniffing coke, I knew them hoes would tell
But see I get them votes, because I know some rappers
I do a remix, y'all on my dick after
I throw a press conference and say some bullshit (say some bullshit)
Then take a couple flicks, now I'm out this bitch (yeah)
Got me plottin' (aye), got me plottin' (aye)
Got me thinkin' (aye), got me thinkin' (okay)
How can I come up and get myself a Lincoln
Got me plottin' (aye), got me plottin' (aye)
Got me thinkin' (aye), got me thinkin' (okay)
How can I come up and get myself a Lincoln
I'm a continental, contin-, continental
I'm a continental, contin-, continental
I'm a continental, contin-, continental
I'm a continental, contin-, continental