Lyrical Breakdown of Boiling Water - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Boiling Water" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Juelz Santana weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Boiling Water" 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 Juelz Santana 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 Juelz Santana's narrative.
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boilin' water dancin' in the pot (watch it lock, boy)
boilin' water dancin' in the pot (watch it rock, boy)
boilin' water dancin' in the pot (this that milly rock, boy)
ugly, but i'm handsome in the yacht (woo)
ugly, but i'm handsome in the trap (woo)
ugly fucker throwin' me the box (woo)
boilin' water dancin' in the pot (in the pot, boy)
boilin' water dancin' in the pot (this that milly rock, boy)
forever livin' ruthless
i could build an empire off of cookie, call me lucious, uh
i'm gettin' money, no assumin', no excuses
my trap house metro boomin' (boomin', boomin')
haters never wanna see you get your eat on
up in phillipe with that patek on
i ain't pablo, but i'm honcho
bruce leeroy, boy how i glow, uh
boilin' water dancin' in the pot, ho
momma said, "what you doin'?," i'm just cookin' pot roast
soon as she turned her back, i winked my eye, though
your bitch wanna fuck me, so i kill that pussy, john doe, woah
doors up on el argo
extra cargo, trunk full of narcos
that water liftin', have to whip it while the jar float
i keep a glock, more dough than a pizza shop
boilin' water dancin' in the pot (watch it lock, boy)
boilin' water dancin' in the pot (watch it rock, boy)
boilin' water dancin' in the pot (this that milly rock, boy)
ugly, but i'm handsome in the yacht (woo)
ugly, but i'm handsome in the trap (woo)
ugly fucker throwin' me the box (woo)
boilin' water dancin' in the pot (in the pot, boy)
boilin' water dancin' in the pot (this that milly rock, boy)
boilin' water dancin' in the pot
all my audemars dancin', tip my watch
skinny corduroy pants is full of guap
and the party is gettin' crashed, then we on out
just some mardi gras masks-s and some locks, uh
phone charger wrapped around the opp, yeah
chrome pointed exactly at his mop, yeah
somebody yelled, "action!", and i shot him
had their own party splashin', met a thot, yeah
her boyfriend passionate, i'm not, damn
my calls get cancelled, never dropped,
and i'm bone thugs faster than the cops
styrofoam cups,
actavis and pop and a few prescription passes from the doc
had a few collision crashes then a stop, yeah
movin' soft like a hardtop
trap house pumpin' like the hard rock
pills got me feelin' like the storage dropped
credit card pumpin' when your heart stop
packs in my broad route, and i'm boilin' water lookin' at the clock
it's the rock
boilin' water dancin' in the pot (watch it lock, boy)
boilin' water dancin' in the pot (watch it rock, boy)
boilin' water dancin' in the pot (this that milly rock, boy)
ugly, but i'm handsome in the yacht (woo)
ugly, but i'm handsome in the trap (woo)
ugly fucker throwin' me the box (woo)
boilin' water dancin' in the pot (in the pot, boy)
boilin' water dancin' in the pot (this that milly rock, boy)