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.
  • 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 JPEGMAFIA's narrative.

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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)