Lyrical Breakdown of Mud - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Mud" 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 "Mud" 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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24 Hours, nigga, 7 days a week
Me, I don't get tired
I let you other niggas sleep
Turn up for that check and yeah
I get it out the streets
Hustle like I'm starving going hard
I gotta eat i get it out the mud, yeah, yeah
I get it out the mud, yeah, yeah, yeah
Watch how I break my wrist
Make that water whip
Stretch it out, then flip
I'm all about my chips
I get it out the mud yeah, yeah
I get it out the mud yeah, yeah, yeah
Watch how I break my wrist
Make that water whip
Stretch it out, then flip
I'm all about my chips i get it out the mud
Turn up in 2 seconds get it with music and
Cope when I'm stretching
Across the street under a bando
And here with your ho
Could get her to go fetch it (Here boy)
On the scale, but I call her the ruler
And that's what I'm using
My method to measure
Got her jumping up out of the party
My clique-ity clucking surrounding
My property i meant to say my clientickity
Numbers official retickity
Out the mud, nobody did shit for me
Arrogant often I'm bigity
All about money, like what done got into me
Breaking down bricks and we
Blowing good grigity?
Say you ain't feeling me
Outta try killing me neighborhood love me
It's hard to get rid of me
My baby mothers are sick of me
I put that dick on 'em now they ridiculously
Saying, that when I don't come in
I'm with a freak bitch
I've been chasing my paper religiously
I'm really in the street
Others pretend to be let me get off of my
Grind then they sellin' me
No one repeatedly coming and getting
Me out the mud nigga i'm the epitome
24 Hours, nigga, 7 days a week
Me, I don't get tired
I let you other niggas sleep
Turn up for that check and yeah
I get it out the streets
Hustle like I'm starving going hard
I gotta eat i get it out the mud, yeah, yeah
I get it out the mud, yeah, yeah, yeah
Watch how I break my wrist
Make that water whip
Stretch it out, then flip
I'm all about my chips
I get it out the mud yeah, yeah
I get it out the mud yeah, yeah, yeah
Watch how I break my wrist
Make that water whip
Stretch it out, then flip
I'm all about my chips i get it out the mud
Money coming, my money gotta flip it
I ain't waiting on nobody, I'mma go get it
I ain't tripping on a nigga, I'm a gorilla
Somebody take something from me
I'm gonna go kill 'em
Trap with my heart and I'm
Serving out the window barely balled up
With a curtain on the window
Face card worth a lot of bands in the hood
Had to leave the dice game
Got a bond out Fooz
Sunday coming up, pull the cars out
Look, another 20 grand, but my girl called me
Put bail, what the hell got all y'all shook
Poo hit the line in the drop
Blowing drank then take him to the road
Pulling up, getting it,? Sick man
Drop no whip, and a nigga gon' vouch (vouch)
Another 4K just stuffed in the couch
Promise I ain't tryna swag
I just got a lot of that
Anybody try me, I'mma put 'em in a body bag
Follow that, copy that
Pounds in the garbage bag
Backed in the bank
Y'all leaving after driving that
Call 'em back Call 'em back, chill
No falling back quicker than I got it
Then I done ran out of that
? Shittin harder than the bitch?
24 Hours, nigga, 7 days a week
Me, I don't get tired
I let you other niggas sleep
Turn up for that check and yeah
I get it out the streets
Hustle like I'm starving going hard
I gotta eat i get it out the mud, yeah, yeah
I get it out the mud, yeah, yeah, yeah
Watch how I break my wrist
Make that water whip
Stretch it out, then flip
I'm all about my chips
I get it out the mud yeah, yeah
I get it out the mud yeah, yeah, yeah
Watch how I break my wrist
Make that water whip
Stretch it out, then flip
I'm all about my chips i get it out the mud