Lyrical Breakdown of Work Song - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Work Song" 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 "Work Song" 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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Years ago, when I was a young boy My daddy used to take me to a place that, thank goodness, we don't have to go to anymore But it was called a "chain gang" In those days, when a man committed a crime, and was convicted and sentenced As a general rule, he went to a place called a chain gang Where men were really chained together when they worked and when they ate and when they slept We take 'em a lit- Uh Yeah Ya'll niggas know what it is, let's get ready Alright Yo we about to get into some real issues right now This your man Danny Brown, lotta niggas out here prayin' They gotta get exposed, man My real hustlers in that, ayy They tryna build a prison for you and me to live in Increase drug laws while they lying to our children Jeezy tell the kids they should trap, or die Im'a tell them what to do when they get trapped alive Minor drug offences get you numbers like slots Want you to snitch so they can hit the jackpot Rappers make it sound good, rocks on the watch But they don't tell you 'bout the rock with the brown flip-flops The real Rick Ross sold work for the Feds Used to get fronted work, my man wanted his bread Back in 2000 and niggas still poor Matter fact, crack ain't even poppin' no more Right now your best bet is fucking with the trees Don't slang for what you want, slang for what you need A-Town niggas talking 'bout, they flipping keys Detroit run Atlanta, nigga, ask Big Meech Yeah, what ya'll niggas know about that, man? Three for ten, Twelve 12's baggin' up Man, mama bitchin' and throwin' your work away Y'all niggas don't know about that shit, man Suburban-ass nigga, ayy, niggas gotta get exposed on this song, man C'mon man, get these niggas, dawg Niggas in my city always talking 'bout the bag Never sold crack, just the crack of they ass Flip more stones than a fucking archaeologist Smart like scholarships to two colleges Skipped class had to quench my thirst Now i'm jumping fiends who ain't pay me on the first Rocks in my socks, J's homegrown 'Member having dreams, I ain't never coming home Lost in the streets can't find my way Hit Best up to cop the cutty off the yay' Getting paid while my hoe's kiss J's Niggas in the streets know Brown don't play Competition snitchin', hood caught me pitchin' Now i'm in the Coney, cookin' in the kitchen Year later, back home, no time Only thing I know is going back to the pot Yeah, this real life situations, true stories, that's real talk Ya'll niggas know what it is, man Take my name, your word is like God, nigga Niggas know what Danny been through, nigga It's Detroit stand up, we back!