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.
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 J. Cole's narrative.

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