Lyrical Breakdown of Tone - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Tone" 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 "Tone" 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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It's Gucci
Huh Yeah yeah
Mike Will
Trap god
It's Gucci
Huh
I'm in a Rolls Royce in the backseat
Pull up to the club on just one D
Its gunplay if a nigga jump me
Cuz I'm a OG just like Bon B
RIP to pimp C rest in peace
CEO Gucci call me Easy fucking E
Glock forty in my ree's Imma keep it G
Half a pound in my briefs cuz I like to chief I'm discreet but I'll serve you right in front the street
And you a liar sayin the FBI is watching me
I'm a mob guy you think I come from Italy
I got a 458 and it's Sicillian
I'm tone round a couple
2 bad bitches thick mothafuckas
I got cash with me
Tone round a duffle
I got a strap with me
Tint with the mufflers
Who wanna strap with me
Gucci brought the muscle
I don't tussle with these niggas I'm a hustler
I got them bands on me
Tone ya too long bruh
Gotta man up it's time for you to stand up
Run up ya bands wit me
If ya girl chose the plug she's a real smart girl
You a strug I'm a plu g it's a real cruel world
She's a real cool girl
Blowin strong with the goons
Baddest bitch in the room but she wouldn't clip her wool
I'm sippin rum with ya mom fresher than ya hittin the prom
Imma fuck her til she cum
Get her sprung hit the bong
She in love with my swag I'm in love with her tounge
Fell in love with her esophagus i swear her head the bomb
If I stood on all my money I'd be taller than Lebron
And my top keep dropping back just like the hairline on Lebron
Call me uncle when you see me cause I used to fuck your aunt
Had a threesome with your mom now you look just like my son
I'm tone round a couple
2 bad bitches thick mothafuckas
I got cash with me
Tone round a duffle
I got a strap with me
Tint with the mufflers
Who wanna strap with me
Gucci brought the muscle
I don't tussle with these niggas
I'm a hustler
I got them bands on me
Tone ya long bruh
Gotta man up it's time for you stand up
Run up ya bands wit me