Lyrical Breakdown of Coming Of Age - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how JAY-Z feat. Memphis Bleek weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Coming Of Age" 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 JAY-Z feat. Memphis Bleek 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 JAY-Z feat. Memphis Bleek's narrative.

This lyrical analysis of "Coming Of Age" not only celebrates JAY-Z feat. Memphis Bleek's artistic prowess but also serves as an educational tool for aspiring songwriters. If this analysis inspires you and you'd like to see your own songs analyzed in this way, join the Lazyjot community. Register at Lazyjot and start exploring the full potential of your lyrical creativity. Turn your thoughts into rhymes and your rhymes into songs with Lazyjot!

Yeah... Come experience... life as we know it As some of you should know it Place: Marcy, Brooklyn Actions: well, y'all know the actions Uhh, I got this shorty on my block always clocking my rocks He likes the style and profile I think he wanna mock He likes the way I walk, he see my money talking To honies hawking, I'm the hottest nigga in New York and I see his hunger pains, I know his blood boils He wanna run with me, I know this kid'll be loyal I watched him make a few ends, to cop his little sneakers and gear Then it's just enough for re-up again I see myself in his eyes, I moved from Levi's To Guess to Versace, now it's diamonds like Liberace That's just the natural cycle Nobody want to be like Michael where I'm from Just them niggas who bounced from a gun We out here trying to make hard white into cohhhhld green I can help shorty blow out like Afro-Sheen Plus I can relive my days of youth which is gone That little nigga's peeps, it's time to put him on It's time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown) Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground) It's time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot) Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two) I'm out here slinging, bringing the drama, trying to come up In the game and add a couple of dollar signs to my name I'm out here serving, disturbing the peace Life could be better like my man reclined in plush leather seats He's selling weight, I'm selling eight. balls Sixteen, trying to graduate to pushing quarters y'all I ain't going to sweat him I'm a let him come to me If he give me the nod then these niggas going to see I'm tired of being out here round the clock, and breaking day And chasing crackheads up the block for my pay I'm staying fresh, so chickens check I'm trying to step up to the next level Pushing Vettes through the 'jects Diamonds reflect from the sun Directly in your equilibrium And son, I'm waiting for my day to come I got the urge to splurge I don't want a lifetime sentence, just give me the word It's time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown) Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground) It's time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot) Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two) Hey fella I been watching you clocking Who me? Holding down this block? It ain't nothing You the man nigga, now stop fronting Hahah, I like your style (Nah, I like your style) Let's drive around awhile! Cool, nigga Here's a thou', A G? I ride with you for free I want the long-term riches and bitches Have it all, now listen to me You let them other niggas get the name, skip the fame Ten thou' or a hundred G keep your shit the same (On the low?) Yeah, the only way to blow You let your shit bubble quietly (AND THEN YOU BLOW!) Kid, keep your cool The only way to peep a fool is let him show his hand Then you play your cards, then he through dealing I understand Don't blow your dough on hotties The only thing I got in this world is my word and my nuts And won't break them for nobody Hah, I like your résumé, pick a day, you can start From now until death do us part, nigga (Right!) It's time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown) Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground) It's time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot) Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two) It's time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown) Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground) It's time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot) Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two)