Lyrical Breakdown of 911 - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "911" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Kevin Gates weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "911" 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 Kevin Gates 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 Kevin Gates's narrative.
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Know I'm into playing soccer and I'm into boxing
Every round fresh body you know how I'm rocking
I don't usually do this
Every round fresh body you know how I'm rocking
Hoping and praying that you gon' give it up tonight
And I'm calling you 'cause I need you
Aquafina, girl I'm beeping
Ooh, surfing on the wave girl
And we could make a splash, aw
Baby what you saying?
'Bout another round or what?
Bitch you got my gun unloaded
My ego is big can you stroke it
You sipping the liquid courage
Keep driving but watch when you swerving
You the truth, you the one, you the illest
You the one who got my girl catching feelings
Not mine, really you be on some chill shit
You just pull up and you hop out and you kill it
911, 911, murder murder, murder murder
911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em
911, 911, it be a murder, a bloody murder
911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em
Blaow, blaow blaow blaow blaow
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all man down
Something's telling me you want it
My intuition never wrong way
Kiss it soft, kiss it slow, kiss it strong, yea
Keep me up, you be calling my phone, yea
I got my eye on you like a cyclops
Moon walking Michael Jackson with the white socks
You the truth, you the one, you the illest
You the one who got my girl catching feelings
Not mine, really you be on some chill shit
You just pull up and you hop out and you kill it
911, 911, murder murder, murder murder
911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em
911, 911, it be a murder, a bloody murder
911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em
Wet, wet, licking on your neck
If anybody find out they gon' be upset
You know how I'm living love, he is not a threat
I don't flex
You a fine girl tell me where they find you?
Bend it down girl beat it from behind you
Lean it over bust it open I'm behind you
I pull your hair and smack your ass when I'm behind you
Hoping and praying that you gon' give it up tonight
And I'm calling you 'cause I need you
Aquafina, girl I'm beeping
911, 911, murder murder, murder murder
911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em
911, 911, it be a murder, a bloody murder
911, 911, yea you heard 'em, yea you heard 'em