Lyrical Breakdown of 08) Off That - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "08) Off That" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Jay-Z weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "08) Off That" 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 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's narrative.
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Welcome to the future, uh
Hey, count me in
Find me a nice soft place to land
I'm so high, find me a place to land
Yeah, right there, yeah
I'm so tomorrow the Audemar says yesterday
Which means you on time than late
So even if I slow it down
My sound is fast forward, hold up
I'm just a runway show
But I wear that so my plane need my runway clothes
Cashmere sweats, they come out next year
But these my last year's sweats
And my hoe's so sick
Your new chick can't fuck with my old bitch
And you know this shit
I'm professional, they know this is
I just may let you borrow this
This 'The Blueprint' nigga follow this
This what what tomorrow is
Welcome to tomorrow B
Whatever you about to discover we off that
You about to tell her you love her we off that
Always wanna fight in the club and we off that
But you can't bring the future back, back
Y'all are steady chasin' the fame and we off that
Over sized clothes and chains we off that
Niggaz still makin' it rain and we off that
'Cause you can't bring the future back, back
Tell them haters get off me, the Cris' we off that
Timbs we off that, rims we off that
Yeah, we off that, is you still on that?
And we still makin' money 'cause we still on that
This ain't black vs. white, my nigga we off that
Please tell Bill O'Reilly to fall back
Tell Rush Limbaugh to get off my balls
It's 2010, not 1864
Uh, yeah we come so far
So I drive around town, hard top and that's all
Uh, in my TriBeCa loft
With my high brown ah and my high yellow broad
Uh and my dark skinned sis
In my best white mink, say what's up to Chris
Uh, how's that for a mix?
Got a black president, got green presidents
'Blueprint's' in my white iPod
Black diamonds in my Jesús piece, my God
Uh, we ain't trippin' off that
This a Benetton hat, nigga been up off that, uh
Whatever you about to discover we off that
You about to tell her you love her we off that
Always wanna fight in the club and we off that
But you can't bring the future back, back
Y'all are steady chasin' the fame and we off that
Over sized clothes and chains we off that
Niggaz still makin' it rain and we off that
'Cause you can't bring the future back, back
Tell them haters get off me, the Cris' we off that
Timbs we off that, rims we off that
Yeah, we off that, is you still on that?
And we still makin' money 'cause we still on that
I don't give a fidduck abiddout the riddate
You used to move, what you used to do?
And I don't give a fidduck abiddout the bitches
That you used to screw, what your future do
And we don't really care what you used to say
Unless that affects your future pay
I'm on a practice field runnin' two a days
So I don't drop the ball when it's threw my way
So I don't give a fidduck abiddout the shit
That you probably did, who you probably is
The only time I deal in past tense
'Cause I'm past rims and I'm past tints
If you drivin' it I drove it
You got it 'cause I sold it
You copped it, I bought it back
And we don't give a fidduck, nigga we off that
Whatever you about to discover we off that
You about to tell her you love her we off that
Always wanna fight in the club and we off that
But you can't bring the future back, back
Y'all are steady chasin' the fame and we off that
Over sized clothes and chains we off that
Niggaz still makin' it rain and we off that
'Cause you can't bring the future back, back
Tell them haters get off me, the Cris' we off that
Timbs we off that, rims we off that
Yeah, we off that, is you still on that?
And we still makin' money 'cause we still on that