Lyrical Breakdown of Nobody Knows (feat. Future) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Nobody Knows (feat. Future)" 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 "Nobody Knows (feat. Future)" 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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Don't nobody know my struggle Don't nobody know my struggle This beat is so so [?] Southside And it hurt me to say You really hurt me to say Yeah Don't nobody, don't nobody, don't nobody Don't nobody, don't nobody, don't nobody Don't nobody know my struggle Yeah Hasta la vista baby Commit it to the gang as a youngster Straight cocaine, yeah, nigga, get money Heard your different [?] feelin' nauseous Heard your distance in the Molley [?] 'cause it's popular Dirty jeans nigga in trap would be chosen I got money, I got power, heard your dad was on that powder Dolce Gabbana, Dolce Gabbana when I was get [?] When I was get [?] Then we go shoppin', we go out of country I sit on a yacht (I sit on a yacht) The yacht, it lit like Dubai Them bitches surrounded me like I'm– Like I'm a god They know they don't got it They know that I'm fly They know that I'm high They know they fuck with me gotta be bi, yeah She gotta be bi You thinking it started with the shit [?] Finish you gotta be crazy You know that I [?] them killers, them hustlers, them jealous You know who that raised it (Ay) It said, that the feds coming to sweep and they tryna put all occasions Most of [?] Mama, I found it, I made it Yeah Don't nobody, don't nobody, don't nobody Don't nobody, don't nobody, don't nobody Don't nobody know my struggle Yeah Hasta la vista baby My crack is in the bushes for what I learned to cookin' (Yeah, yeah) Before I learned to cook it, boughta couple cookies I brought a brand new Bentley it was fully loaded Shoot a hundred rounds got to unload it Back in the dope hole, I'm bored, mad evil (Yeah) Servin that base. They shoot down with their needle (Woop) I shoot you myself, like you got diabetes (What?) I know that you need it so Imma give it to you You know that I'm leanin nigga give it to me I got my activist raw and it is uncut Imma cook up this raw, it was untouched Boutta tell you see the final cut is a movie (Movie) Boutta tell how you [?] (Free Bandz) Rockafeller niggas this shit was freeband (The gang) As salam alaykum, I got my whole clan [?] bitches [?] from the mother land (Say) Yeah Don't nobody, don't nobody, don't nobody Don't nobody, don't nobody, don't nobody Don't nobody know my struggle? Yeah Hasta la vista baby