Lyrical Breakdown of Lock On Me - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Lock On Me" 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 "Lock On Me" 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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Playin with yourself and poppin' pills
Had a long night but need some mo' in me
Had to switch the form got a new technique
Had to get it going put a lock on me
Made it off the block and to the hills
Sliding in a foreign got a four in me
Had to switch the form got a new technique
Had to get it going put a lock on me
Knock down that --put a glock on a switch
Passed out on these pills I don told ya how to kick it
I don told ya how to flip it
I don told ya how to dress
I done told ya how to pimp
Designer my clothes I designer my girl
Money mo mud I waste codeine on her
From the bando to Tokyo all different flavors
Strapped with a pole and I talk with my chest out
Hang with the bros, we in Turks with the best of em
Somethin like a pro athlete with the way I crossed over
Trap -- extravaganza I told ya
1,2,3 phantoms pullin up and I showed ya
Mud in my drink I got mud on my shoulder
Cookin models up poppin bottles up
I'm a nuisance in a coupe in it gonna spin in it
Gotta wear diamonds like it's part of my religion
Playin with yourself and poppin' pills
Had a long night but need some mo' in me
Had to switch the form got a new technique
Had to get it going put a lock on me
Made it off the block and to the hills
Sliding in a foreign got a four in me
Had to switch the form got a new technique
Had to get it going put a lock on me
Something getting got or gotta give
Either way it go you know it is
What it is
Flip flop the soda till it mix when it fizz
Try to payola that's a stitch in the biz
I been here hold up cookin hits at the Ritz
Got a couple comin over for visits from the strip
Let her come over for events to get bent
You live with all your sins and then you try to repent
Matching wockeishia, matching wockeishia
Pour another liter and I gonna eat it, and i'm gonna eat it
Playin with yourself and poppin' pills
Had a long night but need some mo' in me
Had to switch the form got a new technique
Had to get it going put a lock on me
Made it off the block and to the hills
Sliding to the Palms got a four in me
Had to switch the form got a new technique
Had to get it going put a lock on me
Made it to the block to the hills
Ain't answering my thoughts on these pills
Push up through the block poppin a seal
I got drip on me that aint for sale
I get it im a boss I'm pushin till there aint no limit
I spit it in my --mouth tell her keep hoes out our business
Got a iced out cross but aint doing no repenting
Money stuck to me like it's lint