Lyrical Breakdown of Knotty Head - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Denzel Curry feat. Rick Ross weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Knotty Head" 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 Denzel Curry feat. Rick Ross employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Hair is nappy, knotty

Fuck karate, I got my a shotty

Jumpin' in the door, kamikaze

Origami if the neighbors saw me

But I'm on four, oh no

That's how the young boy's ass got smoked

But they got jacked like MK4

Sub-zero, put a nigga I'm so iced out

This the price I gotta pay because I wanna be iced out

Have them lookin' at my face as they tellin' me lights out

Sleep is the cousin of death

(?)

211's broad day, I had to live a life of crime

Get the product then we out the door

Mama I've been twistin' weed

And now it's time to lock the fro, blowin' dro

Call me knotty head cause I don't give a fuck

I was raised off the projects, know this life ain't meant for us

Bitch I can't be touched

Get the product then we out the door

Mama I've been twistin' weed

And now it's time to lock the fro, let it go

Call me knotty head and if I ever go

Tell my mama that I love her cause tomorrow never sure

I would never know

Told her (?) a lick

I'ma tote that stick until they send me to the pen

This the way it is, I gotta get it how I live

Knotty headed niggas

Told her (?) a lick

I'ma tote that stick until they send me to the pen

This the way it is, I gotta get it how I live

Knotty headed niggas

Hair is nappy, knotty, pack a pistol when I'm in the party

Life is melancholy, sellin' flour when they think it's molly

Bitches be givin' me sloppy

My pockets on Andy Milonakis

Bumpin' Speaker Knockerz

Rico's Story when I see the coppers

Gem golds in my mouth, my dreads lookin' like a palm-tree

Plus you know when the niggas get totin', that's why they fuck with me

Opposition we made obsolete when aimin' at targeted

Monday to Sunday, all of you niggas, we slangin' like Pistol Pete, peace

Told her (?) a lick

I'ma tote that stick until they send me to the pen

This the way it is, I gotta get it how I live

Knotty headed niggas

Told her (?) a lick

I'ma tote that stick until they send me to the pen

This the way it is, I gotta get it how I live

Knotty headed niggas

Found another body in the lake

Same day a new tattoo on his face

Obituary on his momma five place

Baby momma [?] another sucker on the blind date

Shots fired every night, I'm tryna mind mine

[?] cigars on the sideline

Pussy [?] you can see it on the timeline

Hating on his dawgs, I'm tryna find mine

[?], when I get lit up, I get Von Miller

Rich niggas, if you real then you can run with us

Educated, reading books I'm talking Art Of War

Whipping yo, the yayo, residual on the marble floors

I wanna see my niggas with the fliest cloth

Came to put my CD on [?] I'm right or wrong

Pulling in on [?], talking to richest cause

And I'm thanking of my dawgs, as I'm living raw

Jehovah's witness, swear to God

I done seen it all

Pickin' up the pistols every time the dogs bark

You pointing fingers, but them choppers cutting arms off

DCC, see we came to warn y'all

Motherfucker, right we came to warn y'all

Motherfucker, right we came to warn y'all

Denzel, what's up

Double M

It's futuristic