Lyrical Breakdown of AMERIKKKAN IDOL - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Joey Bada$$ weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "AMERIKKKAN IDOL" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
  • Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Joey Bada$$ employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Yeah, uh, uh

Turn the music up in the headphones

Watch me get gone

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Amerikkkan Idol, one hand on my bible, one hand on my rifle

I'm aimin' at my rival, sure to leave him dead on arrival

They say it's all about survival, never lackin' the vitals

So I came to kill the game and still gave it revival

I'm coming for the title, man it's best you throw in the towel

Last nigga who tried to vow, now facin' a trial

I'ma be here for a while, gettin' richie like Lionel

Now she all up in denial 'cause she gettin' the dial

While I'm only gettin' better, so she back on my D now

I wanna be down but she denounced

I got my shot, then made her, bounce

Now you tryna rebound, I'm livin' in the now

While the future figure me out

Told mommy pick a place, yo, and we out

'Cause Bed Stuy a little unsafe for me now

That's why I keep the .40 loaded with no safety around

Never thought I'd have to hold it, I'm just holdin' it down

Protect my neck and my crown, patrol throughout the town

And they judgin' just 'cause my skin color is brown

And for that, they wanna leave me dead in the ground

And have the nerve to blame it all on my background

Sorry white Amerikkka, but I'm about to black out

Got a message for the world and I won't back out

So turn the kid raps loud, I'm about to spazz out

Watch out, another nigga runnin' in the White House

But I won't stop 'til this whole shit painted in all black

And we on top, 'cause my people been paining before crack

Media's got this whole thing tainted, that's all fact

Feedin' you lies like this whole thing wasn't built on our backs

Assimilate our history then made it a mystery

Now they all inherit the bittersweet victory

Look at what they did to me, can I get a witness please?

Justice never served, reparations never sent to me

It's clear who the enemy, they declare war on the end of me

Assassinate my character, buryin' my entity

But they can't kill my energy, so when it's said and done

They forever gon' remember me

The fuck is you tellin' me?

Fuck is you tellin' me?

Way more than a celebrity

And fuck white supremacy, huh

I'm out for dead presidents to represent me

Dead fuckin' presidents to represent me

I'm out for dead presidents to represent me

Because I've never known a live one that represent me

Well, dead presidents to represent me

I'm out for dead presidents to represent me

Dead fuckin' presidents to represent me

Because I've never known a live one that represent me

It's no contest, can't fuck with the congress

Me and my niggas goin' off like bomb threats

It's no contest, can't fuck with the congress

Me and my niggas goin' off like bomb threats

Me and my niggas goin' off like bomb threats

Me and my niggas goin' off like bomb threats

Me and my niggas goin' off like bomb threats

Me and my niggas goin' off

This that Bada$$-assination

Topic of conversation, my proclamation to the nation and its congregation

Been makin' observations like it's my occupation

Debatin' speculation like it ain't just second nature

Thou shall love thy neighbor, don't let that nigga hate you

'Cause he know where you lay up, when it's karma, time to pay up

Climb the ladder of success, I'm steady on my way though

Devisin' plans while you sleepin' I'm just tryna stay woke

You leave me no choice, I'm about to bring noise

Got to fill this void, I got to be the voice

Yeah yeah yeah

I said leave me no choice, about to bring noise

Got to fill this void, I got to be the voice

What the government is doin' amongst our people is downright evil

Disturbin', but not surprisin', that's for certain

With all of the conflict of propaganda

I believe they are simply tryna slander

Start a Civil War within the USA amongst

Black and white and those alike

They are simply pushin' us to our limit so that

We can all get together and get with it

They want us to rebel, so that it makes easier

For them to kill us and put us in jails

Alton Sterlings are happenin' every day

In this country and around the world

The scary part, boys and girls

Is most of these stories don't make it to the news

And reach mass consciousness

It is for sure time that we as a people stand up for acknowledgement

And accomplishment of what we call human rights

It is time to rebel, better yet, raise hell

I just want everyone to be cautious about how they go about it

Because this is all part of the government's

Plan and what they been plottin'

They're literally beggin' for this to happen, so they can kill us off

Usin' uprisin' and rebellion as the excuse in a timely fashion

The cancerous foods, the chemical warfare

Economic sufferin' is not workin' fast enough

There are many steps ahead of us

And manifestin' the future that they want

We have to work together, not only rattlin'

Them on a physical plane

But to outsmart them on an intellectual mental level the same

As black men, I think our gangs need to do a better job at protectin' us

The people, our communities and not assistin' in destroyin' them brutally

It's time to even the score

'Cause who do we call when the police break the law?

We are so quick to pick up a gun and kill one another

But not quick enough to pick it up and protect each other

The code words to killin' a black man by police is, "He's got a gun"

Damned if he do, damned if he don't, damned if he runs

Or what about them? Them murderers got it

We need solutions, you better start plottin' now

It's always been clear that they don't value our lives

My people been sufferin' way too long

And I'm tired of singin' the same old song

People actin' like this shit isn't happenin', it's downright wrong

Justice won't be served by a hashtag, and that's the very reason I ask that

What are we to do? We're scattered around

With no clue of this ugly truth

All we know is who they ridiculed and who gets minisculed

Time to wake the fuck up and do our own research

And not form opinions based on just what we've heard

Ameri-K-K-K-a is force feedin' you lies down your throats with a silver spoon

And eventually, we'll all be doomed

Real, real, real soon