Lyrical Breakdown of Rags To Riches - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Rags To Riches" 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 "Rags To Riches" 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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Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice messaging system (DJ OnPoint) Damn, broke as a bad joke But still I laugh though, frontin', tryna have hope It's sad though, I'm tired of being broke as shit I'm seein' other niggas ballin', I'm like 0 for 6 And man, I just graduated, good old college degree Shit, my niggas drug dealing see more dollars than me I know my calling, it's in my blood to do this music thing Won't be that illest nigga that you never knew his name I'm looking at these fake A&R's like, "You a lame That boy a genius and you ain't even listen, man, you insane" But you'll see though Just what the hell a nigga 'bout to be though So give me one year then play this back like TiVo 'Cause, boy, I'm finna blow, I'm a motherfuckin' torpedo The music's in my blood, so watch these niggas turn mosquito Uh, I play the villlain and the hero, some grown man shit Feel like a goddamn kid, man I'm Pac and BIG (What up?) Up is something that I can't give Won't see me dissappear like the old Aunt Viv' 'Cause even on a slow jam, I'm so damn sick Man, I even spread a virus to a program, quick I gotta focus on my flow and get some dough, man, shit No dollars got me actin' like I got no damn sense But peace to my broham's and to my ex-lady Yeah, we been complicatin' things with the sex lately Maybe I'm being selfish, but nah, I can't help it 'Cause girl, we go back like a throwback Celtic Jersey, regardless of where God lead us Just know that I was Martin and you was my Gina Uh, but I'm through living in the past, Lord No more thinking rewind, I'm more fast forward Less rear-view mirror and more dashboard I'm visualizin' cash and stamps on a passport That CLS with a full tank of gas for it Copped my mom a whip, nigga, and she ain't even ask for it Wise enough to know that money can't buy you happiness or lovers But it's gon' get my mama out the struggle I'm wise enough to know that money can't buy you happiness or lovers But it's gon' get my mama out the struggle Said I'm wise enough to know that money can't buy you happiness or lovers But it's gon' get my mama out the struggle Nigga Yeah, uh, uh huh I'd like to welcome y'all to My life, my life, my life, my life, in the sunshine Okay, in the sunshine Okay, yeah Everybody loves the sunshine This is the Come Up, nigga, uh Sunshine Ayo, real quick, man Everybody loves the sunshine Y'all been part of this experience, man, The Come Up While we gettin' out of here I just wanna give a few shout outs, man Sunshine First and foremost, man, my fam, man, my mother, my brother, man Folks get down in the sunshine God, nigga, yes, God, nigga For real, my brothers from another mothers man, RJ man Sunshine Mike Shaw, what it is, man? Dreamville all day, we not Folks get down in the sunshine We callin' that shit Fayettenam, nigga But we also callin' that shit Dreamville Nigga, you got a dream You can get the fuck 'bout out of your situation, nigga Shout out to By Any Means, my nigga, Ebro man Them two nice niggas, man All the way, all terrain music all day Just bees and things and flowers It's a beautiful life, man From rags to riches, watch me, man Just bees and things and flowers From rags to riches Shout out the whole North Carolina Yeah Just bees and things and flowers Uh, yeah You just experienced The Come Up DJ OnPoint, J. Cole