Lyrical Breakdown of Bottom Of The Map - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Bottom Of The Map" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Jeezy weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Bottom Of The Map" 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 Jeezy 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 Jeezy's narrative.
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It's young jizzle from the bottom of the map
Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap, hey
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
I do it for the trappers with the, the, the rocks
And them O.G. niggas with the, the, the blocks, hey
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
I'm strapped up, I'm iced out
A nigga play, it's lights out
Cost a cool quarter million
That's how you'll find me
Swirving through traffic with them goons behind me
You better call your crew, you gon' need help
Whole car strapped, and I ain't talking seat belts
Red cross nigga, yeah we draw blood
Whole team got choppas like a bike club
I don't get mad, I just get money
And laugh at these fuck niggas, cause they so funny
All a gangsta do is stay fresh
45 with the gucci teflon vest
It's young jizzle from the bottom of the map
Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap, hey
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
I do it for the trappers with the, the, the rocks
And them O.G. niggas with the, the, the blocks, hey
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
I'm on fire, the kids out of control
Competition want me to stop, drop, and roll
Like I had a flame thrower and some gasoline
Set the city on fire, that's on everything
I walk around like I got a grip in my pants
Yeah that's about 10 stacks, half a brick in my pants
Fishscale got Papi on speed dial
You niggas getting raped, you still gettin' oil base
My flow is bananas, the coupe is grape
Evisu jeans with the Bathin' Apes
Desert on the pillow, choppas by the nightstand
You can roll the dice, play with your life man
It's young jizzle from the bottom of the map
Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap, hey
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
I do it for the trappers with the, the, the rocks
And them O.G. niggas with the, the, the blocks, hey
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
All that tough talk, you just wastin' your breath
Hit your ass with them things, have you chasing your breath
You got loose lips, you better put a collar on 'em
Black chanel frames, I spent a couple dollars on 'em
Whole zip of kush, just to get my mind right
Grab some roll, see the one, get my sound right
My money come fast, so that's how I spend it
Trunk sounded like it got a marching band in it
You in the minor leagues, and I'm a heavy weight
Flipping brick houses, we call it real estate
Five thousand for the pound, get your curb service
Sell a lot of grass, like I got a lawn service
It's young jizzle from the bottom of the map
Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap, hey
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
I do it for the trappers with the, the, the rocks
And them O.G. niggas with the, the, the blocks, hey
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay