Lyrical Breakdown of King's Dead - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "King's Dead" 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 "King's Dead" 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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Still in the projects Still in the projects If you fall-all-all-all There's no king of the projects Miss me with that bullshit (Bullshit) You ain't really wild, you a tourist (A tourist) I be blacking out with the purist (The purist) I made a hundred thou', then I freaked it (I freaked it) I made 500 thou', then I freaked it (I freaked it) I bought a '87 for the weekend (The weekend) This ain't what you want This ain't what you want (What you want) This ain't what you want This ain't what you want (What you want) And it's like that, lil' bitch MVP, I don't get no sleep No, I don't like that, lil' bitch Bust that open, I want that ocean Yeah, that bite back, lil' bitch Do it bite back, lil' bitch? Need two life jackets, lil' bitch I ain't gon' hold you I ain't gon' press you, never control you I ain't gon' front you Keep it 100, I don't know you Boss like Top Dawg Bossed my life up, crossin' over Stutter steppin' Got a Hall of Fame in all my posters I've been ready, my whip been ready My bitch been ready, my clique been ready My shit's been ready, my check's been ready My shot's on full, that's Armageddon I got pull, I hope y'all ready My tank on full, you know, unleaded I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up My shots gon' fire, my team gon' roll up Ménage-à-trois, my queen gon' roll up I hope y'all ready, you know I'm ready I reign all day, you know, confetti I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, skrrt Miss me with that bullshit (Bullshit) You're not a gang member, you's a tourist (A tourist) I be blackin' out, I be blackin' out Bought an '83 Cutlass for the weekend (For the weekend) I got a hundred thousand, then I freaked it (Then I freaked it) I made 500 thousand, then I freaked it (Then I freaked it) I put a Rolls Royce on my wrist, oh yee-ee Fuck his baby mama, tryna sneak diss I took her to my penthouse, then I freaked it (Then I freaked it) I haven't made my mind up, should I keep it? (Should I keep it?) I got big dog status, it ain't no secret La di da di da, slob on me knob Pass me some syrup, fuck me in the car La di da di da, mothafuck the law Chitty chitty bang, murder everything Bitch, I'm on a roll, and I put that on the gang Yeah, miss me with that bullshit (Bullshit) You ain't really wild, you a tourist (A tourist) I be blacking out with the purist (The purist) I made a hundred thou', then I freaked it (I freaked it) I made 500 thou', then I freaked it (I freaked it) I bought a '87 for the weekend (The weekend) This ain't what you want This ain't what you want (What you want) This ain't what you want This ain't what you want (What you want)