Lyrical Breakdown of Word Around Town - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Word Around Town" 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 "Word Around Town" 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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Man, I'm dead serious man (yeah, go man)
I got to pay (ay) I got
Aye, I can't die a pussy, I got to die a gangster (yeah)
Got to fuckin' die a gangster (know what I'm sayin' bro?)
No motherfucking pussies over here (aye)
My daily conversation, it consist of hustle (the hustle)
Grinding from the bottom, sick and tired of struggle (struggle)
Shining, don't want pop it off, it's on the muscle (muscle)
Police is harassing, don't want see us come up
'Cause word around town, they gone check the move
Word around town, I flick my neck with juice
Word around town, me and yo' ex is cool (cool)
And if you broke, then you know damn well, I can't stand next to you (you)
W-w-word around town
Shot the studio, I brought the pressure through the bottle
Brought my dog truck up, he ain't do nothing about it ('bout it)
Section that they love to rep, I'm clutching all around it ('round it)
I could keep a secret and your bitch know all about it (turnt up)
Bread Winner 100, taking road trips out to Houston (one hundred)
You was fucking off with the pill game
I'm on Carolina distributing (we out)
Late nights, just me and Eazy, we was tackling a few zombies
Pray to God, He free all my niggas and I hate to see 'em in bondage
My daddy taught me how to get it back
Nigga trappin' in the dope game (uh-huh)
How you a legend to a street nigga? You ain't never sell cocaine (uh-huh)
Brian Hughes on Calumet, buying everything that I bring (shut up)
Then you went to jail for an illegal pistol
That you know you wasn't goin' to slang
My daily conversation, it consist of hustle (yeah)
Grinding from the bottom, sick and tired of struggle (hey)
Shining, don't want pop it off, it's on the muscle (yeah)
Police is harassing, don't want see us come up
'Cause word around town, they gone check the move (yeah)
Word around town, I flick my neck with juice
Word around town, me and yo' ex is cool (cool)
And if you broke, then you know damn well, I can't stand next to you
W-w-word around town
California, red, white, and blue, but I'm not a fan of no Clippers
Clip to the ground, Gunna back in town
Nigga whip down, he might clip you
Fuckin' with a bitch out in Baltimore, I got a shooter all out in Maryland
Went to jail all in Chicago, I'ma die about it, get at me
In Cook County, you can ask about me
I'ma gangsta, nigga, what's happenin'?
I was tryin' get a lil' shoulder play back when kush stuck me into parish
Stayed online, no jacking off, I'm a real nigga, no rat
Young nigga, but I'm old school, be with OG's, no laggin' (turnt up)
Shoulder rows bust them older cats in the game of life, I mastered
Either learn fast or ya die young, being foolish end in disaster
Why focus hard on another nigga, when you could provide for your family?
And anything that don't add to you most likely only subtract it
My daily conversation, it consist of hustle
Grinding from the bottom, sick and tired of struggle (struggle)
Shining, don't want pop it off, it's on the muscle (muscle)
Police is harassing, don't want see us come up
Word around town, they gone check the move
Word around town, I flick my neck with juice
Word around town, me and yo' ex is cool (cool)
And if you broke, then you know damn well, I can't stand next to you (you)
W-w-word around town
Word around town