Lyrical Breakdown of We Did It Kid - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Kanye West weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "We Did It Kid" 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 Kanye West 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 Kanye West's narrative.

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Not nice, or the meanest Feelin' sorry for my mama'nem Survivor's guilt really get old Whole gang in the end zone Not nice, or the meanest Heaven's Gate when I get home Color palates lookin' Pantone 'Bout to turn into a phantom Cameras off, get to flippin' lights She ain't happy with the other guy Had a argument the other night I ain't even get to 'pologize While I'm in the meetings lookin' disguised I'ma show face 'til I get tired Don't care about event size Lookin' at you through a fisheye I'm never nice, or the meanest I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, yeah We here, you can't deny that we here, we here (Woo) Hands up, me throwin' for my fan (Migo) For Abloh, Rest In Peace to my man (Uh, hey) I seen the feet prints in the sand (Uh, woo) We done everything that we planned Huncho, I it big, you did it, kid, you did it, kid (We did it) Like a just got potty trained Hourglass, how her body came (Yeah) Chop 'em down, with the what-it-name (Grrah) Know what I'm sayin'? I'm tellin 'ya Pushin' P, Bill Bellamy (P) Ridin' with a felony See the jealousy The struggle made me a better me (Struggle) Why you talkin', is you payin' me? Lamborghini coated candy (Let's go) If I her, she gon' have the baby I'm the plan A, and the plan B (Hey) Quarter million to the nannies (Go) I'm the head of the family (Hey) My momma had to cry for this My gang had to slide for this (Slide) Pistol Pete had to die for this (Die) Doin' time Through The Wire for this (Hey) Fresh out the bricks to a brick (Brick) We steppin' outside with the (Outside) Hannah Montana with grits (Hannah) That honey bun gon' make 'em blitz (Grah) I'm up, I'm rich, look at my, she fine and rich (Look) Studied the game and I find the glitch Hustla', I got a mind like Mitch (Hey) He not poppin', he kinda lit He not wealthy, he kinda rich (Kinda) Ain't trippin', just signed this Hunnid mill', we'll split (Split it) If it's fifty mill', we'll split If it's two in one, they'll split (Split) Three split a G6 These platinum plaques ain't nothin' I stand over 'em take a I stand over and take a (Hey) This a hunnid thousand on the wrist (Hunnid) Get the money, never politic Floor seats, Atlanta versus the Knicks Young with the birds, Kyle Pitts (Brr) In the 'adium, 'Cedes Benz (Yeah) Kid gon' play with 'em, he got friends He know Migo dem, knock off limbs Yeah, we did it, kid, to the M's Ridin' Presidential with the rims (Skrrt) Helpin' Ye find Kim in the black double M Benz (Maybach) No new friends, Nobu with my twins (Nobu) Remember we kicked that door down because they didn't let us in (Woo) Born to win, I committed a sin with a see-through lens (See-through) I filled up all my pockets, now you get a pocket to pick Thank God I'm alive and rich (Alive) No lie, I survived the trench Pay my tithe, livin' marvelous (Tithes) That's the reason I don't talk of this (Hey) Hand-built it like a carpenter did it Shootin' bullets out the cars for this (Grrah) Tattoos and the scars for this (Tats) 'Member when we used to borrow fits (Hey)