Lyrical Breakdown of Nothing Change - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Nothing Change" 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 "Nothing Change" 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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Hit the block Hustlin' hard dodgin' the squad car Poppin' off Runnin' ya jaw in front of the five star Die hard Live in the field killin' is my job Body on behind me With a shot at your boy Live in the star Get em scarred I could rock em to God In the same Never change Complainin' to earn somethin' Probation On the throat no joke Can't earn nothin' Beliefs been decieved I'm eager to turn from it Lit digits unwritten No sweep A clean money Stacks in the shoe box Movin' money Wide sheet college ruled Loose leaf money Understandin' broke wisdom is wrong when you cross me Call the boss Now im sittin in the shark with the sharp teeth Crunch time after brunch Had lunch on the gun line Whats grind i'm a rap game legend I must shine They don't love me for my bucks Imma' cut 'em wit punch lines I say if nothin' change Why you lookin' supprised Dead game chain swing See the look in my eyes I be like Bitch i'm gangsta I won't never back down Say bitch i'm gangsta I won't never back down September 12th In front the board I got a court case pending Clam chowder get devoured Like i'm O.J. Simpson Ran flower through the towers For the no-name niggas Supplied food for the goons and the cocaine dealers Meat cleaver mistake We eat at ya grape I leave Optimus Prime The beam beam in ya face My state had the following Browsing through the city Window shopping with the mafia For houses we could visit Push and shove under the rug Dustin' for fingerprints Old honor code said Loose lips could sink a ship Me and my weapon Match made in heaven Crack had a divorse but the stack stayed together Umbrella with the polka dots Plump Beretta pokin' out Summers in the dungeon Bet they wonder what i'm smokin' now Drive away I'm posted Got me autographin' posters now Hate to be a pro But she say she want me to poke her now ()