Lyrical Breakdown of Posted - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Posted" 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 "Posted" 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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Ho tell me the other day she sent a nigga to jail Man, I thought it was legal to beat yo ho, shit it's yo ho, fuck! Blowing up the phone, don't she see me calling her I whip up in the driveway, she done packed up all my stuff And I'm like what the fuck, can't even talk to her I ain't gon lie this pussy good, it makes me feel like stalkin' her We supposed to be in love, we posed to be in love, we supposed to be in love, till it ain't no breaking up And we supposed to be in love, till it ain't no breaking up Any way that we can talk about it, it ain't no walking out We posed to be in love, anyway that we can talk about It ain't no walking out, we posed to be in love Any way that we can talk about it, ain't no walking out, we posed to be in love How the fuck is you, why the fuck is you falling all in yo feelings? No understanding I'm ignorant, you gonna probably say that I'm tripping Throw the left hand, you duck that one, this right bitch won't miss you Beat a bitch like Chris Brown goes back to jail no question No surrender, no retreat, park the whip, hop out on feet Me and her brother judged together, he bet not get in my business This shit serious, if you with it, shit get injured, did I mention? How I'm rockin', you gone pop me or its back to penitentiary Blowing up the phone, she sees me calling her I whip up in the driveway, she done packed up all my stuff And I'm like what the fuck, can't even talk to her I ain't gone lie this pussy good, it makes me feel like stalkin' her We supposed to be in love, we supposed to be in love We supposed to be in love, till it ain't no breaking up And we supposed to be in love, till it ain't no breaking up Any way that we can talk about it, it ain't no walking out We posed to be in love Any way that we can talk about it, it ain't no walking out We posed to be in love Any way that we can talk about it, it ain't no walking out We posed to be in love Hop up out the shower, you got louder, I bow you, ripped the gown you, had around you Threw you down, and smelled yo flounder, if he jizzes that, dick you down, I would of toilet water drowned, know my heart is pounding, I don't talk around a lot of niggas I don't know I don't know, blowing up yo momma, like "Momma we having problems" Passing by the house, like come outside for it get violent, lights off mask on silent Blowing up the phone