Lyrical Breakdown of Real Shit - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Real Shit" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Juice Wrld weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Real Shit" 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 Juice Wrld 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 Juice Wrld's narrative.
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Life's good, oh
Real shit, real shit, never tell a lie
Real shit, never tell a lie (yeah, ayy, what?)
Real shit, real shit, never tell a lie
Real shit, never tell a lie (yeah, ayy)
Life's good so I'm living great (great)
I hit up my lady, we should take a vacay ('cay)
Eatin' good, you can see it on our plate (yeah)
I know that they hate me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I see it on their face (hey)
You see I'm livin' great (yeah)
Big crib, need a new estate (yeah)
Money goin' into real estate (yeah)
Life's good, life's great (yeah, yeah)
Stomach big, I already ate (yeah, yeah)
I'm a stingy nigga, won't pass the plate (yeah, yeah)
Try to ball while they're playin' keep away (yeah, yeah)
Try to ball while they're playin' keep away, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Life's good
Life's good, life's good, life's good
Life's good, life's good, life's good
Real shit, real shit, never tell a lie
Real shit, never tell a lie (yeah, ayy, what?)
Real shit, real shit, never tell a lie
Real shit, never tell a lie (yeah, ayy)
Life's good so I'm living great (great)
I hit up my lady, we should take a vacay ('cay)
Eatin' good, you can see it on our plate (yeah)
I know that they hate me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I see it on their face (hey)
I'm eatin' too damn good
Goddamn, tryna gain weight
Workin' out my demons, they in better shape (yeah, ayy)
Demons on my back, get them away from me (uh, ayy)
Cut it like a razor blade, hey (uh)
Turn on like a light switch
Havin' black hoes snortin' up the white bitch (uh, ayy)
Main hoe found out 'bout my mistress
Gotta flip the script like a kickflip
I'ma make her bawl her eyes out
While these niggas out of bounds
One, two, three million, had to stop countin'
In the club, ballin' hard
Think I need a bouncer
She look like a trampoline
From the way she bouncin' (yeah, uh, yeah)
From the way she bouncin'
Labels want my music, tell the studio to bounce it
That shit isn't out yet
I'ma need like three M's, put that shit on my desk (ha, ayy)
Real shit, real shit, never tell a lie
Real shit, never tell a lie (yeah, ayy, what?)
Real shit, real shit, never tell a lie
Real shit, never tell a lie (yeah, ayy)
Life's good so I'm living great (great)
I hit up my lady, we should take a vacay
Eatin' good (ayy), see it on our plate (yeah)
I know that they hate me, I see it on their face