Lyrical Breakdown of Paper Trail$ - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Paper Trail$" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Joey Bada$$ weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Paper Trail$" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Joey Bada$$ 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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Money ain't a thing if I got it
Mo-mo-mo-mo-mo
Money ain't a thing if I got it
Money-money
Before the money, there was love
But before the money, it was tough
Then came the money through a plug
It's a shame this ain't enough, yo
Sitting back plotting, jotting information on my nation
Really started from the bottom, boy, cotton
But they still planting plantations, we keep buying in
Closed-minded men, pride is higher than the prices on your Pradas
Balenciagas, balance my soccer with the Henny agua
Me and my niggas tryna eat, you pussies empanada
The flow like plenty lava
With just a penny I could multiply my worth
And make you work for me for 20 hours
I swear these niggas love to copy, thanks for listening
This kid ain't been the same since Biggie smacked me at my christening
Watch what you dishin', and please play it safe
'Cause your position on the top is switching right in front your face
Rock you outta space with rhymes, I'm bustin' out
Keep duckin' down, got some missiles now, headed for your house
So put the pistols down, got that red dot on your nose
Who booked the clown? I lock jaws like a blue nose, foes
Keep your mouth closed or you can see the solar
I got connections that guaranteed to see closed doors
You hear that underground sonar
The way I flows, this wisdom, the pros been on a mission
Listen, enter the chamber, get hyperbolic
They raisin' MACs, I raise stakes to keep them brolic
My visions is macrocosmic, pass the chronic
The mastered sonics is light years above your conscious
You're novice, but I got notes that strike nerves
I promise your minds ain't sharp like my swords
So cut the BS, and don't worry where my jeans is
And PS, your bitch a genius, learned from my penis
I got dreams selling arenas and breaking brackets
Tenants racket, while I'm cracking a Serena
Goddamn, God bless the heaven that sent you
But now I'm breezing out, baby, 'cause my rent's due
Shit is really real out here
I said shit is really real out here (it ain't easy)
Just trying to get a deal out here (word)
(Money ain't a thing if I got it) yo
I'm screaming cream, who fucking with the rap supreme?
Joey Bad and Big Preem came to collect the green
I got a dollar and a dream, know what I mean?
And I gotta get my mama off the scene
I'm screaming cream, who fucking with the rap supreme?
Joey Bad and Big Preem came to collect the green
I got a dollar and a dream, know what I mean?
And I gotta get my mama off the scene (Joey Badass)
Cash ruined everything around me
Cash ruined everything around me, me
Cash ruined everything around me
(Won't sign to no major if no wager)
(Money ain't a thing)
They say money is the root of all evil
I see money as the route of all people
'Cause we all follow paper trails, paper trails
And everybody gotta pay their bills, pay their bills (it ain't easy)
They say money is the root of all evil
I see money as the route of all people
'Cause we all follow paper trails, paper trails
And everybody gotta pay their bills, pay their bills, hey
It's the dollar dollar bill, y'all
It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all
It's the dollar dollar bill y'all, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all
It's the dollar dollar bill, y'all, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all
It's the dollar dollar bill, y'all, it's the dollar bill that kills
Before the money it was love
But before the money, it was tough
Then came the money through a plug
It's a shame this ain't enough, yo