Lyrical Breakdown of Always Be Gangsta Freestyle - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Always Be Gangsta Freestyle" 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 "Always Be Gangsta Freestyle" 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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Yes please (Ooh) Men greet men All well Stand (All ten) I'm all the way in there Ya heard me? I don't wanna talk Get 'em Gates Divorced all my wives, canceled all my soul ties Countertops in the Southside, lettin' the coke dry (Coke dry) I don't get upset, I ain't never duck and wreck (Duck and wreck) I'm a muslim, yeah Let me know when you wanna bump your head Wanna post up on me, for some bread Tell 'em I ain't scared (Let's go) Jumped the Hellcat with no tint Workin' my BlackBerry T-Shirt white, bitch bright, feel like I'm Jeff Perry Swaggin' from the back, with hard pipe and she said, "Yes, Kevin" What I told you 'bout that get it right and she said, "Yes, daddy" Rumors in the city, I ain't worried 'bout none of them Mix the H with the fen, you could go fetch you a Benz Bulletproof Cutlass, Supreme (Ooh) Necklace enforced it with, bling Truck haul the interstate, make the Honda touch down with them Bs Rollie on glisten, ka-ting Little, this shit was a dream Bread Winner ego go, inc Jump in the whip and go, screech Come up from nothing, gold teeth in the gutta, this street Cut up with cutters and cleats, thuggin', I'm somethin' unique My children lovin', my women infatuated pullin' the paper from outta that hoe Everything platinum, ain't regular status He tuckin' that pack and I'm throwin' em loads These women mean nothin, they stealin' my energy from me Was spinnin' me outta control Fuckin' with trash, I learned my lesson (Ooh) Two hunnid K for a new perspective (I did) Got my attention, that ain't bad (Come on) Get out of line and I'm gettin' you smashed Tell me it's up and I'm on your ass (I'm on your ass) I'm in the tank, I'm doin' the dash Keep your security 'round you Knowin' you pussy and I am not scared of nothing (I ain't scared of nothing) I'ma control the threats, I show the press And turn on the pressure ugly I made a lot of mistakes in life but I'm up in rank, I'm growin' from that I gave a lot of you niggas some stripes, but I ain't aight, ain't going for that I'm raisin' my son for to be a lil' man and he 'bout to live in reality We open with prayer and stick to the plan and this is the only reality Your moral compass is all you got Life in general, cold sport The higher ups gon' play polite The system still do what they want Cool to kick it, but always remember that you still a nigga when you go to court Been in that blender with plenty of course Blemish my image, ain't gettin' no awards Steady tryna be a better man, still I handle business like a gangsta (Gangsta) I'ma always be gangsta (Gangsta), I'ma always be gangsta (Gangsta) Steady tryna be a better man, still I handle business like a gangsta (Gangsta) I'ma always be gangsta (Gangsta), I'ma always be gangsta (Gangsta) Respect the laws of the jungle, nigga layin' law down in the slums I'm the same nigga from the haunted house, with Jermaine Hurd dealing drugs I'm the same nigga had Marlo Mike, underneath the wing off the bus I just wanna see you come up, quarter ki of green tryna let 'em thug I'm the same nigga flood the wild side, with the loratabs in the mud (I did) In the bottom, standin' outside, Gates got the cocaine and the bud Rest in peace, Lil Phat, drop top jag come in all black Him and Bell, pull on me and Julio, on Louisa Street for the pack Let me take a nigga back 'Fore I graduated with them racks The whole Southside eatin', Willy and Trae both jumpin' out Camaros That's when Big London had the lac That's when Big Head had the lac Boo and L playin' in the lac We on Arizona in the lab Big Yak and Ivy in the CTSs, wit the spinners on 'em, that's a fact I was uptown at the Easter Bash White Stan Smith's with the tag With the long dreads, Polo collar With Jabo shorts, lettin' em sag With the red boxers, with the white horses, all four pockets full of bands Ayy with all due respect (Come on man) Ayy, that's me you tryna be, you heard? (Ayy, haha, for real) I don't chill like that, like that Man come on man, my lil' soldiers on it man I ain't worried 'bout nothin' (Nothin') It's really nothin' (Man you playin')