Lyrical Breakdown of Livin' Wild - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Livin' Wild" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Gunna weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Livin' Wild" 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 Gunna 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 Gunna's narrative.

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Makers (Why, why me, baby?) You know every day, we livin' life, uhm Up and downs and shit, goin' through shit Goin' through changes, and you know what I'm sayin' Real life shit, you know (Why, why me, baby?) (I been livin' wild) (Why me baby? Why?) (I been livin' wild) I just left the hospital, might need another liver Kidney failures, I tell you this shit couldn't be no realer My body and drugs too familiar, so it's hard to clear my system This shit get hard on a nigga, I hardly show my feelings Look up to see stars, but I'm realizing God in the ceiling I been getting high inconsistent, but you tryna show me different Judging me for trying the whippets, I'm tired of the critics But I can't cap, I ain't feel it, but this time I done did it The doc' didn't care who the richest, I need to be admitted (I been livin' wild) (Why me, baby? Why?) (I been livin' wild) Wanna know why the reason on why I have my reasons? Reason why they ain't tell me it was pneumonia season These police won't never save us, that's why I run with heathens God say you want me to say it, you gotta take it easy I'm tryna stack it like layers and keep it extra cheesy I had stepped back from these rappers, these niggas actin' greedy I'm gon' say no, I don't owe you, don't care if you really need it Sometimes you gotta show you ain't no hoe, ain't talking 'bout no and weaving Niggas know I got love for PO and Debo, must I repeat it? (Niggas know I got love for PO and Debo, must I repeat it?) Wake up, hit the 'yo, spit a flow, say let's go then I repeat it Take a look at my bro and I know we gotta eat You a rockstar lil' soldier, I hope you don't never leave me Codeine all in your colon, you got that shit in squeeze Fucked up, can't control it, you steady rollin' weed Everyone said they told you, and you ain't takin' heed (Why, why me, baby?) (I been living wild) (Why me, baby? Why?) (I been livin' wild) (Why, why me, baby?) (I been living wild) (Why me, baby? Why?) (I been livin' wild) Run that back, Turbo (why, why me baby?) (I been living wild) (Why me, baby? Why?) (I been livin' wild)