Lyrical Breakdown of Down & Out - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Down & Out" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Kid Cudi weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Down & Out" 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 Kid Cudi 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 Kid Cudi's narrative.

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(Chika-chika-uh) hit 'em Plain Pat, what up? Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh-uh Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh-uh I ain't playing no more Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh-uh Ha-ha, ha-ha, hey This is my story, this is my song If you feel it, motherfucka, you can't go wrong To the screw-face niggas, what you on? Get off that, get a goal and focus, dawg See, I'm what you need, you fiendin' now Ask around and I'll bet you figure out How to zone and control your future while Yeah, I think I'm in the future too I'm unlike fools, who precede the jewels To be like them, I be like who? I be like me, Mr. K-i-d S-O-L-O D-O-L-O See the Lord adore me, He met me half way No guts, no glory' I always say So until I reach what I came here to find Along with inner peace, life will always be a grind One day I'll be what the world want me to be I was born to be Super Duper Scott The one bad bitches called super duper lame Now super duper fame gives me super duper brains 86 the cape, but I'm super duper high Soarin' passed the moon, a super duper lonely guy Down and out, so I'm out and down Then lookin' for a substance to drown in, hey Down and out, so I'm out and down Then lookin' for a substance to drown in For even in Hell, I still have faith To one day be free with my father at the gates But make no mistakes, I'll show you what time takes To be a success on Earth, mixed with all the hate I stand on my pivot, my life you could not live it For the things that I've seen have been too damn explicit But soon you will get it on a CD with some credits I provide my grind, mixed with no edits They say they don't want me when I'm fucked up and forgotten Until I rise up amongst the evils tryna stop 'em Slow down, bitch, my money is what I'm clockin' I'm tick-tockin', once I start, I ain't stopping Such bullshit that my soul deal with When my room's dim lit, I pray to God help with, uh My endeavors and any kind of weather Hoes be pleather fake so I erase 'em out my sim Now do you want to be him? Think twice You'd commit suicide tryna read my mind Do you want to be him? Think twice You'd commit suicide tryna read my mind Down and out, hey Down and out, out Down and out, so I'm out and down Then lookin' for a substance to drown in, hey Down and out, so I'm out and down Then lookin' for a substance to drown in Down and out, so I'm out and down Then lookin' for a substance to drown in, hey Down and out, so I'm out and down Then lookin' for a substance to drown in Down and out, so I'm out and down (la-la-la-la-la-la-la) Then lookin' for a substance to drown in, hey (la-la-la-la-la) Down and out, so I'm out and down (la-la-la-la-la-la-la) Then lookin' for a substance to drown in (la-la-la-la-la) Down and out, so I'm out and down (la-la-la-la-la-la-la) Then lookin' for a substance to drown in, hey (la-la-la-la-la) Down and out, so I'm out and down (la-la-la-la-la-la-la) Then lookin' for a substance to drown in (la-la-la-la-la, whoa, whoa) Down and out Down and out (la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) Down and out (la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la) Down and out yeah, yeah Okay, okay this how we gon' do it Plain Plat presents "A Kid Named Cudi" Hello All the time, nigga All the grind, nigga