Lyrical Breakdown of BRAZZIER - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Pluto Gon' kick my -, know that Let me pop my - (Southside), let me pop my - I took 'em cheap prices up high, I'm really the biggest homie you got I'll - a rapper - in the whip Write her a verse, give her a lil' clout Tippy-toe, tiptoe, -' this - on the marble I got real -, real - on my collar She a -, benzo, - just hit the lotto Put the yellow diamond on a black -, call her Mulatto Drink 1940 deuce like Moscato She the - truth, oof, and this - swallow Took a whole month from the day I met her and spent a million dollar I just made her ex - off, all the - I bought I got a habit, takin' chicks out, goin' out the mall I drink -, but I'm a big dawg, so I bought the bar - her down 'til her body start shakin', she in shock I talk -, I talk diamonds, I talk money, Ashallah Give you cake, happy birthday, I'ma - her - That's my -, I'm throwin' a Rollie on her arm Turn a baddie to a boss overnight, she a star My lil' - hittin' 'em licks every day, credit card Whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm in the deep end, swimmin' with the shark Whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm in 'Biza, lettin' these freaks - my - My - stayin' down with me, shootin' stars, oh, Lord I take st-, with me and I take killers where I go 'Bout to go count a mil' ticket 'til my wrist lock up - another check up every time we leave the store Popped so many tags, I forgot how many cars I got Wrapped a soldier rag 'round the -, Louis Vuitton Go on and throw your gang sign up if that's what you on If I - her more than one time, that - hittin' for somethin' (That - hittin' for somethin') Yeah, heavy sedated, intoxicated I'ma go crazy, I gotta go brazier One in the top, one in the cut, once it's stuck, then it's up I get fronts and backs, Chanel bandana around the MAC, yeah I ain't trippin', if you slip, you gon' get whacked, yeah Same -, before I rapped, flippin' -, yeah Keep it cool, don't front the mood, play the back, yeah My - ain't no construction worker But they love playin' with sand (whoo) I just bust down another Rollie, put emeralds in the band (yeah) Touchin' down in Wakanda, goin' international on the 'Gram ('Gram) I don't go nowhere without my -, that's not in the plan (nope) She must be hittin' for somethin' if I ever - her again Mask on, mask off, make that purgin' - a trend I'm the realest - she -, so that make the - a - again I send 'em goons lil' deep, deep, deep They comin' through to spin (slatt) I send 'em goons lil' deep, deep, deep (yeah) They comin' through to - (was hannin?) Go on and throw your gang sign up if that's what you on If I - her more than one time, that - hittin' for somethin' (That - hittin' for somethin') Yeah, heavy sedated, intoxicated I'ma go crazy, I gotta go brazier One in the top, one in the cut, once it's stuck, then it's up