Lyrical Breakdown of SKYBOX - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "SKYBOX" 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 "SKYBOX" 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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Uh Atares (Uh, uh, uh) Gettin' high in the skybox, I can't see, yeah (See, yeah) Hot spot and it's bust down, LSD, yeah (Yeah) Smooth drive, hm, Gucci socks, yeah, I'm dripping (Dripping) Fuck the cops, we can't be stopped, just admit it Hey (Hey), hey (Hey), hey (Hey) Put some diamonds in Chrome Hearts lens Bought a new Benz, lost more friends Stretchin' my hands, money all in Fuckin' her friend, Birkin bag Hunnids and tens, countin' they hands Trust in God thing, keep an FN I gotta go (Go), I gotta spend I just want both, I drive a 'Ghin Ain't got no note, ain't got no ring I am a GOAT, I am a man (Yeah) We in the low, we smokin' dope (Ah) We keep it close, you with the folks (Oh) You want the dose (Uh), give him some dope Lil' bitty ho, you already know (You know) Bitch, we the top of this iceberg, the top You know that they copy you, woah (You, woah) They cleanin', they moppin', these bitches They hoppin', I couldn't fall out with it, bro Uh, hotter than Turkey, I like it, I cop it Ain't nobody stoppin' the Ghost (Nobody stoppin' the Ghost) Smoke Lodi Dodi We sittin' in the lobby, we just rented out the whole floor, uh Gettin' high in the skybox, I can't see, yeah (See, yeah) Hot spot and it's bust down, LSD, yeah (Yeah) Smooth drive, hm, Gucci socks, yeah, I'm drippin' (Drippin') Fuck the cops, we can't be stopped, just admit it (Admit it) Paint the time (Time), slime couldn't made it (Made it) Bloodhound (Hound), cold heart Crippin' (Cold heart Crippin') Best part (Yeah), we got all of us with it (Vibes) Head start (Start), you can't catch yourself or get it (Yeah) That's no cap, I'm in the 'Ghini (Ah) It's really rap, this ain't a gimmick (Ah) I had to trap, now I got plenty I'm in a castle fuckin' a genie (Genie) I popped the capsule, she wanna rock some (Ah) I done got tackled, drunk on the Henny (Henny) Turned to a savage, I had a handle (Woah) I'm 'bout to smack 'em, both on the fanny (Fanny) I put four twelves in the V12 (Ooh) My Benz truck started roar (Woah-woah) She said she smell under well Well I wanna fuck, it don't matter (Uh-uh) Bitch, I'm a shark, you not a whale, lean in my cup and my bladder I got it on lock like I'm in jail As soon as they buck, they gettin' splattered (Get splattered) I'm at the drop and no, I cannot fly Comin' straight to the top like a ladder (A ladder) Niggas play tough and they talk on the Internet but they ain't ever gon' hit 'em Uh, I took a loss and and they made me a boss Like I'm no better than them (Better than them) They call just to flops Biscotti When I'm coughin', I'm trying to get higher than ever (High) Gettin' high in the skybox, I can't see, yeah (See, yeah) Hot spot and it's bust down, LSD, yeah (Yeah) Smooth drive, hm, Gucci socks, yeah, I'm drippin' (Drippin') Fuck the cops, we can't be stopped, just admit it (Admit it) Paint the time (Time), slime couldn't made it (Made it) Bloodhound (Hound), cold heart Crippin' (Cold heart Crippin') Best part (Yeah), we got all of us with it (Vibes) Head start (Start), you can't catch yourself or get it (Yeah)