Lyrical Breakdown of Quiet - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Quiet" 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 "Quiet" 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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Do anybody know somebody who know somebody? Who know somebody who know somebody who got the mollys Karate Kid but I don't even know karate Kush got my eyes low like Mr. Miyagi East Atlanta Santa, yeah my stomach fat and jolly Fucked up 50 grand in Vegas with my nigga (?) Got the battle of the bands going in my Robin's And if you think of robbin Gucci, you gon have some problems. Servin pizza pies, all my pies got extra toppings And I be shittin on all these niggas just like pigeon droppings 30 grand in all hundreds, I don't do the wallet And I'm about to fly to New York cause I'm going shoppin [Bridge] I take a brick, break off a brick and cook a deuce Way I'm beating up all these babies call it child abuse Way I'm beating that white girl, that's domestic violence And my money talk for me cause I be being quiet [Hook] x2 Quiet, quiet, cause I be being quiet I let my money talk for me because I'm being quiet [Verse 2] Break a 4-way off a brick and then I'm bout to fry it My money gettin obese, your shit is on a diet I sip lean all day every day until the kid is tired I make em search for that? cause this pussy's wired If you think you can defeat me, fuck it nigga, try it I got squares all in my trunk I think he wanna buy it Got a G-4 but I do not have no one to fly it I'm so fly that I might stop rappin and be a pilot Gucci Mane the shit and you can't deny it I got the game in a knot and you can't untie it I let my money do the talking, I be being quiet. And I get money out the streets but keep my business private!