Lyrical Breakdown of Alowha - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Joey Bada$$ weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Alowha" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Joey Bada$$ 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 Joey Bada$$'s narrative.

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Make Some Noise And the champion Reigning that is From Flatbush, Brooklyn You are now listening to... Ladies and gentlemans, boys and girls All to float this poison in this world Arhg yeah ! We back ! Kirk Knight on the beat, Brooklyn Have a safe summer Pro Era, we are here Rest in peace my nigga Steez, this is for you Summer Knights My nigga og swink in this bitch I know what's more still going nigga Chuck S you know who I am Bitchies, I see y'all outta here in summer, take times all that shit Yea.. back in this muthafucka Reportin' live from a lyrical high One time Yo, with not a damn thing on my mind but this rhyme And a matter of time to make this whole shit align Like I planned out, nothing in life gets handout Just stand out, ever since I hit the pot my vision panned out Pressure boil 'til I'm fanned out, now we the popular band So they can't keep their hands off of the man now Invite 'em in, give 'em that S vitamin, baby Cham style Got some Trini girl to soak it up, ShamWow! Damn, child, you're killin 'em Fillin' 'em, drillin' 'em with serums of pure noradrenaline High blood feelin' like the thermostat cracked, left mercury spillin' Your favorite rapper tryna earn stacks from nursery children True emcees write a verse and rehearse it a million times Just for the rebirth of a feelin' prime and golden Shawty ask what I'm holdin', teasin' 'em Know when the magnum blast eye squeeze magnesium Used to be mad premature, now I'm mad premium From lookin' up to niggas, to lookin' up niggas Meetin' 'em, meetings with 'em Give 'em a high pitch like curveballs and helium Young scorcher trying to evolve like Charmeleon Million, yeah, nigga, we tryna get a million Got the bomb nigga, Baghdad I'm blown away from a bad pass Walk on grass, below skunk, I smell sole funk in the stash My SB's, antimony I never had I was more arsenic, vaporize when I got heated Never jealous, solid as a rock n' roll fo' planes No propellers, just some Pro fellas, who you know better? Never lost my groove, I don't know no Stella It's a cold world without Coachella A shady bunch, like under Interscope umbrella But that don't phase me once, people say I'm crazy But call me young Evel 'cause I crazy stunt Amaze these punks, drop swank like it's knowledge to ya Mr. Bada$$ is ya scholar's tutors Swank the lord and hallelujah Still praying to the Allahs, Gods and Judahs Balance out my lows on a low high Niggas ain't know I'm sitting so high Balance out my lows on the low high I'm like a low high Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low Leave 'em with no direction to go Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low Direct-less Indigos Yeah nigga straight Bagdad From Flatbush...Brooklyn One time It's Beastcoast shit Balance out my lows on a low high Pro Era Niggas ain't know I'm sitting so high Rest low high