Lyrical Breakdown of Grown Man Music - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Grown Man Music" 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 "Grown Man Music" 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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If mi carnales have a calling card
My Zoro voodoo, he can go to war
My Jamaican bring the reefer in
Grabbing five, I can throw you ten
If mi carnales have a calling card
My Zoro voodoo, he can go to war
My Jamaican bring the reefer in
Grabbing five, I can throw you ten
KD said that he don't want to sell to nobody
Probably cause he don't want to tell on nobody
You and them niggas ain't scaring nobody
Just left Mississippi, they bout the grabbage, you know how I'm acting
Say there go shawty, we jump in the maxima and she do the driving
I like to ride passenger
My wait therapeutic
I type in my phone while I listen to music
Now we in Houston
Fucking with broads and miniature thompsons
Said did somebody shoot me
Breadwinner came, pull up in [?]
Promoters want posters that all of you know what I told em
You know it's gone cost you, [?]
If mi carnales have a calling card
My Zoro voodoo, he can go to war
My Jamaican bring the reefer in
Grabbing five, I can throw you ten
If mi carnales have a calling card
My Zoro voodoo, he can go to war
My Jamaican bring the reefer in
Grabbing five, I can throw you ten
It's gone jive when they come recompress
Break down, rebuild, repack, reseal
I'm just saying, what you mean what it is?
Cameras on all TVs in the crib
Yeen really this, I ain't that, what the fuck?
Serve your chain up, get the thing in the club
[?] off, call off, phone keep blowing up
Street nigga Bread Winner sign, we throwing up
I was in the kitchen on the floor with the bag
Butcher knife, cutting through the blocks on the slab
Newspaper down. get to shake, when it shake
Country boy need 50 so I got to get him fast
Four hundred 48 grams on the scale
Money counter going dumb, I ain't tripping on the smell
Say they really need it I can put it in the air
Front door step if I put it in the mail
If mi carnales have a calling card
My Zoro voodoo, he can go to war
My Jamaican bring the reefer in
Grabbing five, I can throw you ten
If mi carnales have a calling card
My Zoro voodoo, he can go to war
My Jamaican bring the reefer in
Grabbing five, I can throw you ten