Lyrical Breakdown of Ceelo Ft Wale - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Ceelo Ft Wale" 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 "Ceelo Ft Wale" 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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I'll shoot a nigga for some ceelo I'll put your wifey in a trio And I can't lie, it stoked my ego And they done got me back in beast mode I got some shooters and they ain't single I'm out the country in my t-coat And these bitches don't speak no englo All they wanna know is the lingo In the matrix all like I'm neo I make movies like al pacino I can wrap a girl like burritos I go hella hard for them c-notes They ain't never seen what we did, nigga You can't get fingerprints off these triggers I'm a guapaholic, I'm money-drunk Death-defying, I'm livin' like avatar I done went to another planet See my pockets they on gigantic I take off like a rocket in paris I fuck bitches that don't mind sharin' They say wale dope They gon' say what they say, never to my face, no And I'm runnin' out of space to put all of my favorite clothes Took a nigga's favorite shoes - took a nigga's favorite store I call the folk that made 'em, foreign These ladies trippin'... 'cause I buck a lot but I don't be datin' none of 'em And I roll with niggas, go-to niggas, know they ain't as friendly And all my pieces wide receivers they all eatin' somethin' Wale, though... And I make your ladies do my say-so I'm just a nigga on the grind tryna make moves Shine like a g, though Rhyme bully, my mob goodie, shout-out to ceelo