Lyrical Breakdown of Hit The Park - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Hit The Park" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Gucci Mane weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Hit The Park" 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 Gucci Mane 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 Gucci Mane's narrative.
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What's Happenin, What's Trappin
It's Gucci Mane nigga
Ya'll, ya'll niggas can't keep up with me cannon
28 years old man
Chea just gettin started
I'm too monkey, ya'll niggas can't keep up
'74 donk cost more than a Porsche
I know that your Gucci Mane, I never met a rap star
Rapper, Gucci must don't know that i'm a trapper.
Pills are doing excellent,
The 'caine is selling faster.
'Fore you try to keep up with me,
Buy you something faster.
Nascar, Gucci Mane how much you pay for that car
'Fore you said that boy I thought you was a gangsta.
You know for some honey homie, You know for the crunch man
Bring you out of flexin, never seen yo ass on crenshaw
Lap two times, joggin backwards 'cause i left him
Said he could keep it up, so i had to test him.
Now my watch is to die for, chain is to kill for
Kush, purp, pills, pussy, all a nigga live for
Zone 6, so proper, all my children
Ya'll move bricks, Zone 6 move buildings.
What you doing with the money?
I don't know but i'm finna hit the park Sunday.
What you doing with the money?
I don't know but i'ma hit the park Sunday.
When i was four years old, I thought I would be a wrestler
No shirt on, flexin muscles on a picture
Just another trap nigga tryna be a rap star
Swag so stupid that i'm climblin up the pop charts
Jewelry pop the good like the inside of a poptart
Good game Gucci, i got more game than a pool chart
Narcs in the neighborhood, so i'ma chill out 'til dark
Watch is to die for, chain is to kill for
Money, push kush, powder, that's what i live for
Zone 6, So proper, all my children
Shawty want a charger, Gucci want a building
Go and get the charger if that's how you feel man
Now my watch is to die for, chain is to kill for
Kush, purp, pills, pussy, all a nigga live for
Zone 6, so proper, all my children
Ya'll move bricks, Zone 6 move buildings.
What you doing with the money?
I don't know but i'm finna hit the park Sunday.
What you doing with the money?
I don't know but i'ma hit the park Sunday