Lyrical Breakdown of Thug Tears - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how JPEGMAFIA weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Thug Tears" 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 JPEGMAFIA employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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You're freaking

You're a flipper

Yeah

Woah! All kinds of shit

(You think you know me)

Weed, crack, and dope

(Da-damn, Peggy!)

God I feel fucking terrible

All I need is rest (Throw up)

I am uncontested

How can I confess this?

Watch how I finesse ('Bout 100 bands)

How you so invested?

This can't be your best, 'cause

I am not impressed

Bullets through my body

I'm a different shawty

You my favorite mess (Every time I come around, it's like you dump the bands)

Bitch I'm never pressed (I can't believe in anything)

Keep a fresh bic

Ride down 86

Hit!

Roll deep like the ket

Bitch I'm "Smoke"

Too fly in the whip

Hit!

Fake news

We ain't pressed

Is it safe now?

Got my trey pound

In case a bitch wanna test

(Okay team, follow my command)

Yeet! (Work hard)

I'm bout yeet on these niggas! (Work, work)

I feel like I'm about to throw up

Yeet

Work hard

Twerk hard

26 no kids, yea (Tears)

Talk shit, back it up

No fades

Throw shade

Whole game

Look a damn mess (Yeet)

Aye, fuck the cappin', look

No stress

I'm vexed

What the fuck is my appearance (What's he sayin'?)

I keep it ratchet (I keep it ratchet)

I like em YesJulz moaning

Like a actress (Damn that's a actress)

Ain't got no standards (Nah)

I'm kinda passive (Right, young)

Young Rich Swann

We gon' cash in (We gon' cash in)

Dust off them ratchets (Ratchet, ratchet)

We got some action (That got some ratch)

I'm on the main line (Oh)

I'm tryna catch 'em (Okay)

Look, I wish, I wish a nigga would, man

Look, I wish a nigga would try to test me

I wish a nigga would go against me

I'm a thug, I don't play with no rap beef

Fuck around, end up on a backstreet

And I done cried so many times

Look, man

I wish, wooosh

I wish a nigga would try to test me

I wish a nigga would go against me

I'm a thug, I don't play with no rap beef

Fuck around, end up on a backstreet

And I done cried so many times

I done did so many crimes (Don't kill me)

No time, y'all gassed up for the new line

Ugh

I'll make a nigga cry at his own pad

I'll make a nigga cry for his dead dad

I'll make a nigga cry for his fat wife

I'll make a nigga cry for

I'll make a nigga cry for help

I'll make a nigga cry for himself (Thug tears)