Lyrical Breakdown of 10 Toes Down - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "10 Toes Down" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Kodak Black weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "10 Toes Down" 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 Kodak Black 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 Kodak Black's narrative.
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Look
Man, I need it right now
Gotta stay 10 toes down (I gotta stay 10 toes down)
I just gotta stay down
Road running, now I run the town (nigga, I run the town)
I ran it up, got it off the ground
Paper chasing I be on wow
Soundbite, they biting my sound
Niggas running off with my style
Gotta stay down
Started off with a quarter pound, that's the intro
Now I run the game, blow that money like Nintendo
I am never low, man, I be higher than my tempo
Trampoline Kodak, I will jump right through your window
Had to stay humble
E murder say, "Black, stay humble"
I'm all I can be, bumble
Bakery, fuck the pound cake I need a funnel
Tarzan swinging, yeah, I made it out the jungle
I hustle and I bubble
And, yeah, I struggle sometimes, it make me wonder how I keep from going under
Do it for my momma, six plus four
I'm on my ten toes feet planted to the floor
Bitch, I used to kick doors
Trying to get this money ain't trying to get no hoes
Once I stack that six, I want six more (six figure)
Wrist gold, call the plug tell him ship a shitload
I sit on the stroll and let that shit go
Fuck the fame, I'm riding foreigns (riding foreigns now)
Road running I be on the Jordan
And why all these niggas be so concerned about
What I be doing and try to hop on for a pony ride
Look
Man, I need it right now
Gotta stay 10 toes down (I gotta stay 10 toes down)
I just gotta stay down
Road running, now I run the town (nigga, I run the town)
I ran it up, got it off the ground
Paper chasing I be on wow
Soundbite, they biting my sound
Niggas running off with my style
Gotta stay down
Rolled up in that Jag, roly poly
Niggas they pulling me back, but they don't know me
Codeine take the pain away, I might OD
I can't let you win this race, I need the trophy
Nigga wipe that frown off your face, you are an emoji
I'm out here, 24 for a day I'm like Kobe
Phony, get from round me, you niggas bogus
Nah nah, I never leave the money, call me Otis
Put me on stage don't even show me
Abracadabra that work gon' hocus pocus
Took off like NASA, uh, fresher than Orbit
Show my ass off, shitting on them, they like toilets
Pulled up in NASCAR, I just rent the Corvette
Boy, I'm finna blast off, uh, I let it surface
And she say she like purses, and like splurging
Only spend that money on me, my favorite person
No, I would purchase, you ain't worth it
I'm riding like derby, I can't work it
Flexing on them on purpose, they feelings hurting
911 emergent, I need a surgeon, this urgent
Bleeding concrete no longer virgin
Thank you giving it like turkey
My .40 churcking, I can't work it
I just get nervous and go to bursting
Gotta stay down
Gotta stay down
Nigga running off with my style
Gotta stay down