Lyrical Breakdown of Ten G's A Week - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Ten G's A Week" 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 "Ten G's A Week" 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 tryna get paid, tryna fuck hoes
26 inches slamming Cadillac doors
Drowned by the street, floated back to shore
Now I swim in cash and I still want more (let's get it)
Used to sip colds, now we waste Clicquot
Used to ask Mama, why we gotta be poor
Days got hard, nights got rough
Used to eat a coney on the Gratiot bus
Everyone lies, who can I trust?
Preacher took my money now he got a new truck
Best friend a snitch when his life on the line
Soft niggas turn tough when they clutch that nine (nigga)
Easy as pie, proof's in the pudding
Brown like a diamond in the sky and you couldn't
Fit his shoes with both socks on (uh-uh, uh)
I'm hip hop oxygen (yeah)
'Cause I made ten g's a week banging at my peak (let's go)
Smile on my face but inside I weep
My people need jobs, a place to sleep
Voted for the Democratic party but these rich Republicans taking over
About to cop a new Range Rover
Unlucky lost my four leaf clover
And it's so plain to see, you're listening to Brown
And the sounds of my nigga Nick Speed
Back on our grizzly, blue foamposites cost 350
About make history, smoking on that Pippy
Traveled many places, kept the D with me
I ain't had a dollar, living off tuna
Heard I was broke, then it wasn't no rumor
Had to make a way, so I said "Fuck it"
Newports for dinner just ain't gon' cut it
Kate Alexander, my white state
We ain't finished that, bitch bring that cake
Great Lake inheritor, fit me for the crown
Hoes used to spin me, now look how they turn around
Niggas 33, so mad at me
Had a deal forever, ain't known in the D
But I'm still on the ground, heavy in the streets
Ask your A and R, he might know about me
'Cause I made ten g's a week banging at my peak
Smile on my face but inside I weep
My people need jobs, a place to sleep
Voted for the Democratic party but these rich Republicans taking over (uh)
They taking over (yeah)
It's Danny Brown
And Nick Speed, what it is
It's Hot Soup Nigga (uh)
Libido Sound, y'all know what it is nigga
Fuck with us
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