Lyrical Breakdown of A Tale Of 2 Citiez - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "A Tale Of 2 Citiez" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

Lyric Overview: Witness how J. Cole weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "A Tale Of 2 Citiez" 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 J. Cole employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Since a younging always dreamed of gettin' rich

Look at me my nigga

Fantasize about a white picket fence

With some trees my nigga

Used to want a pathfinder with some tints

That's all I need my nigga

Throw some 20's on that bitch and get it rinsed

But now I see my nigga

That the world's a lot bigger ever since

Picked up the paper

And they say my nigga Eddie caught a body, I'm convinced

Anybody is a killer, all you gotta do is push 'em to the limps

Fuck being timid in the Civic

Politicin' with the pushers and the pimps

I'm tryna write a story, can I get a glimpse?

Yeah can I get a glimpse?

Last night I had a bad dream

That I was trapped in this city

Then I asked is that really such a bad thing?

They robbin' niggas on the daily

Can you blame a nigga that ain't never had things?

Guess not, last night they pulled up on my nigga at the light like

Uh, nice watch, run it

Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it

Hands in the air now, hands in the air

Small town nigga Hollywood dreams

I know that everything that glitters ain't gold

I know that shit ain't always good as it seems

But tell me till you get it how could you know

How could you know? How could you know?

Listen up I'm about to go and get rich

Fuck with me my nigga

We gon' circle around the Ville and hit a lick

Cop some tree my nigga

And some powder, bag it up and make it flip

You gon' see my nigga

One day we gon' graduate and cop a brick

And that's the key my nigga

Listen up I'm bout to go and get rich

Stand back and watch if you want to nigga

Me I want my pockets fat, a badder bitch

Tired of seein' niggas flaunt, I wanna flaunt too nigga

Watch some rollers in the fuckin' Crown Vic

Tryna lock a nigga up, that's what they won't do nigga

Wanna know a funny thing about this shit?

Even if you let em' kill your dream it'll haunt you nigga

Last night I had a bad dream

That I was trapped in this city

Then I asked is that really such a bad thing?

I look around like do you wanna be another nigga,

That ain't never had things?

Guess not, last night we pulled up on a nigga at the light like

Uh, nice watch, run it

Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it

Hands in the air now, hands in the air

Father forgive me for my childish ways

I look outside and all the clouds are gray

I need your hands to take me, miles away

Your wish is my command, my command, my command, but

Before you go I've got to, warn you now

Whatever goes up surely, must come down

You get your piece but no peace, won't be found

So why just take me man, take me man, take me man

Your wish is my command, my command, my command