Lyrical Breakdown of Last Name - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Last Name" 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 "Last Name" 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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This ain't a diss song, this a real song (DY Krazy) Nigga, we ain't runnin' from no responsibilities I take care of families I'm embarrassed over this mess that I done caused I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid And it's way too many homicides Bought a hunnid guns, got my niggas sliding Fucked the bitch once, now she wanna cry Snitches told the Feds, I had an alibi Brokenhearted, fuck my bitch every night I don't know her name, she wanna have my child Laughing to the bank, got me runnin' wild Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile Gotta keep it stashed up for the trial Material intentions got her playing foul I'm in rare form like a hyena runnin' wild All the opps getting gunned down I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid And it's way too many homicides Bought a hunnid guns, got my niggas sliding Fucked the bitch once, now she wanna cry Snitches told the Feds, I had an alibi Brokenhearted, fuck my bitch every night I don't know her name, she wanna have my child Laughing to the bank, got me runnin' wild Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile I lost connections to the streets and I was in denial I seen a grown man shed tears 'cause he lost his trial I said, the streets a crazy feeling just to lose a child Have a one-on-one with God, yeah, it been a while I woke up paranoid off drugs, I said, "I'm tired now" I answer my phone in the middle of the nigh like, "Who done died now?" Knowing I'm involved, but we gon' slide back when it's dying down I don't know who opps no more, you look crazy, I'm firing rounds I love the streets, it's a portion of me I came from nothing to "The Voice of the Streets" I got blood in the streets The way he died, I advised he died in his sleep That's the trenches, yeah, yeah I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid And it's way too many homicides Bought a hunnid guns, got my niggas sliding Fucked the bitch once, now she wanna cry Snitches told the Feds, I had an alibi Brokenhearted, fuck my bitch every night I don't know her name, she wanna have my child Laughing to the bank, got me runnin' wild Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile Public conversation got you touching clouds Pop the wrong pill, hit the wrong dial Ain't no visitation waiting for the trial Took my last name, this ain't 'bout the child Real classy jazzy, but don't do no trolling Gotta treat you like dead when you playing bogus See, Pluto you my brother, gotta stay focused Sometimes I get in my feelings too, I wish I wore a Trojan They tryna go viral off DMs that's why I'm antisocial I'm just tryna teach the killers not to use emotion I got a whole bitch, don't think about my old bitch I'm just tryna live my life and catch this moment I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid And it's way too many homicides Bought a hunnid guns, got my niggas sliding Fucked the bitch once, now she wanna cry Snitches told the Feds, I had an alibi Broken hearted, fuck my bitch every night I don't know her name, she wanna have my child Laughing to the bank, got me runnin' wild Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile We ain't even get no sleep around this shit You make a temporary decision That caused permanent pain Shit ain't goin' nowhere (I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid) (And there's way too many homicides) That hood mentality feel like you could go through anything (Bought a hundred guns, got my niggas slidin') (Laughin' to the bank, got me runnin' wild) (Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile)