Lyrical Breakdown of Paper Cuts - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Paper Cuts" 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 "Paper Cuts" 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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(Renegade, Renegade, Renegade)
I-I make it rain in this bitch, strippers mad 'cause I'm giving 'em paper cuts (hey, hey)
We put a bag on your head, get him knocked off, I told him don't play with us (hey, hey)
Only the gang in my house, if you ain't with the gang, you can't stay with us (hey, hey)
My money counter just broke, I was flicking my thumb, got a paper cut (hey, hey)
I make it rain in this bitch, strippers mad 'cause I'm giving 'em paper cuts (hey, hey)
We put a bag on your head, get him knocked off, I told him don't play with us (hey, hey)
On-only the gang in my house, if you ain't with the gang, you can't stay with us (hey, hey)
My money counter just broke, I was flicking my thumb, got a paper cut (hey, hey)
Shawty feel safe with a real nigga, we in the Coupe and that stick with us
I'm 'bout to run out the restaurant, if you ain't gang, you can't sit with us (gang, gang)
My poppa hit the McChicken inside of his closet, I picked it up
No, I ain't shoot it that day, but I felt like a shooter, I lifted up
Niggas, they know about 3oh, you try run up on me, that shit it ain't easy
Shawty keep sending me pictures, she got on them Vicky's, I told her don't tease me
I came a long way, believe me
Now they in line just to meet me
Slide in your block in your 'Rari, I'm in and out so quick, them niggas ain't see me
I make it rain in this bitch, strippers mad 'cause I'm giving 'em paper cuts (hey, hey)
We put a bag on your head, get him knocked off, I told him don't play with us (hey, hey)
Only the gang in my house, if you ain't with the gang, you can't stay with us (hey, hey)
My money counter just broke, I was flicking my thumb, got a paper cut (hey, hey)
I make it rain in this bitch, strippers mad 'cause I'm giving 'em paper cuts (hey, hey)
We put a bag on your head, get him knocked off, I told him don't play with us (hey, hey)
Only the gang in my house, if you ain't with the gang, you can't stay with us (hey, hey)
My money counter just broke, I was flicking my thumb, got a paper cut (hey, hey)
Hey, hey, hey, hey
My fingers got paper cuts
I sip out a dirty cup
Sticked up, these niggas can't murder us
High top, but it's a convertible
700 horses had me skirting up
I ain't shit like them lil' boys you heard about
He'll spin your whole block just for word-to-mouth
Rose gold on me, I'm the golden child
Walk in Neimans, I said you can smell it loud
Get that fuckboy, don't fuck with no pedophile
I'm too high, ain't no way Gunna coming down
These ain't Nikes but I run the town
How I spend 15 racks on a couple pounds?
How you say that's your dog, you ain't buss him down?
Make it rain and I hope don't nobody drown
I make it rain in this bitch, strippers mad 'cause I'm giving 'em paper cuts (hey, hey)
We put a bag on your head, get him knocked off, I told him don't play with us (hey, hey)
Only the gang in my house, if you ain't with the gang, you can't stay with us (hey, hey)
My money counter just broke, I was flicking my thumb, got a paper cut (hey, hey)
I make it rain in this bitch, strippers mad 'cause I'm giving 'em paper cuts (hey, hey)
We put a bag on your head, get him knocked off, I told him don't play with us (hey, hey)
Only the gang in my house, if you ain't with the gang, you can't stay with us (hey, hey)
My money counter just broke, I was flicking my thumb, got a paper cut (hey, hey)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
My finger's got paper cut (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
My finger's got paper cut