Lyrical Breakdown of Blow a Bag - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how undefined weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Blow a Bag" 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 undefined 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 undefined's narrative.

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Yeah Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro I woke up like fucking up this paper Freebandz, Freebandz I blow a bag today, I don't do nothin' fugazy I blow a bag today, walk in the mall and go crazy I blow a bag today, I bought a whip on 'em babe I blow a bag today, I bought a whip on 'em babe I blow a bag today, I blow a bag today, I blow a bag today Shawty gon' fuck me so crazy I blow a bag today, I blow a bag today I blow a bag today, I don't do nothin' fugazy I had a bag today I blow the bag today I had to grab the wraith I had to grab the wraith I had to change the safe I had to change my pitch Money'll change a nigga The fame'll change a bitch I know I came from poverty I got my name from poverty I know for sure, for sure If my granddad was livin', I know he'd be proud of me I know for sure, for sure I'm super drivin', I know he'll be proud of me I know for sure, for sure If moms was livin', you'd never would doubted me I know for sure, for sure I live with these diamonds, just check out my clarity Gotta just check out these clarity I guess I just feel like a parachute I pull up right now and embarrass you I sold the crack on my avenue Only the strong survive I'm just enjoying my life I blow a bag today, I don't do nothin' fugazy I blow a bag today, walk in the mall and go crazy I blow a bag today, I bought a whip on 'em babe I blow a bag today, I bought a whip on 'em babe I blow a bag today, I blow a bag today, I blow a bag today Shawty gon' fuck me so crazy I blow a bag today, I blow a bag today I blow a bag today, I don't do nothin' fugazy I ran it up with the same niggas Get that money and stay with the same niggas I know that money can change niggas They don't look at you like you the same nigga I just hope I can remain humble Hop out a Ghost in a (?), I did it Sell out of dope at the apartments, I did it I'm about to cut off some niggas I know that ain't wit me Runnin' with niggas that wanna see niggas that get it, and niggas to strive And the real niggas is only come a boss I know either way it goes, son it gone be there I know either way it goes, popo gone be there Even when a nigga was broke, Scooter was always there I be pourin' up this 40, thought we wouldn't be here I told you come to town, we have to persevere I knew there come a time when we all be here I blow a bag today, I don't do nothin' fugazy I blow a bag today, walk in the mall and go crazy I blow a bag today, I bought a whip on 'em babe I blow a bag today, I bought a whip on 'em babe I blow a bag today, I blow a bag today, I blow a bag today Shawty gon' fuck me so crazy I blow a bag today, I blow a bag today I blow a bag today, I don't do nothin' fugazy Future Hendrix It's red bottoms when you walk to me Come here, talk to me You gone make me throw the racks on you baby, aye