Lyrical Breakdown of That Pack - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "That Pack" 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 "That Pack" 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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My bank got bigger, the kid got richer Multi-millionaire but I'm the same old nigga Never find a nigga with a watch more sicker Or rub a nigga spit this game mo slicker That's yo tender after I hit er I never saw her get to a face turn bitter Take pity off but I can't get with er Use a band for a bed, use a brick for a pillow Bag on yo head, best friend turned killa Ridin in the foreign, steel wheel in the middle Car check a Benz bet to reconsider Diamonds on my wrist, I'mma hand it out the window Presidential endo, smell it when the wind blow 4's on my Charger, I drive it like an Enzo When bricks touch down I'll be dancing in the end zone 6 months gone, would've thought I would've been home Keep the bottom with me like my last name Flintstone Never do respect the street shit that I pimp on Fully turnt up, now yo ass got a limp on Slugs came in and they move it beneath to Went up on the kid then yo ass is finite Easy to me, shoot yo ass like a free throw 2 Glock 9's on the piko () This pack ride up, strong as any time DVA diamond cost a couple thou Checker boy get hard Louie down Always showin up when we be steppin out It's tech higher, at it for a while How much we spending on it? Over thou We pull up in them foreigns, I'm smashing out Then spend a grip in Philps, bitch I'm cashing out () 20 place, 20 days, 40K in diamonds Shorty got her shades on, still see me shinin Pat touched down, I'mma bust it down asap Rocket ass rich so you know I gotta stay strapped Always stand Louie bitch like at ho sales Swerve around to the trap, tell em throw an O on the scale I'm international Old school Chevelle, I'm skatin now all national You's the type a nigga love a bitch and take er to your place I'm the type of nigga wake up in the morning 100K Turn it up, Louie sneakers on it, you should see the lace Those that cost a couple K, I just got this shit yesterday This pack ride up, strong as any time DVA diamond cost a couple thou Checker boy get hard Louie down Always showin up when we be steppin out It's tech higher, at it for a while How much we spending on it? Over thou We pull up in them foreigns, I'm smashing out Then spend a grip in Philps, bitch I'm cashing out