Lyrical Breakdown of Kicking In - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Kicking In" 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 "Kicking In" 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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Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And twelve of us, I'm recordin' myself Fuck it let the beat rock Just please don't let the beat stop And you don't even need to knock I don't care if it never drop Just felt my heartbeat Just felt my heartbeat Just felt my heartbeat Cause I'm heart of the projects I was baptized on the block No more orange pop, I'm drinkin' holy water I could've swore I felt somethin' beat in me I run away from love when it get too deep I'm scared to love you back 'cause I might love too deep I don't wanna love you, girl, 'cause I won't love you deep Valentine, packin' 9, my lady want a dinner date I ain't have no time so I just took the bitch to Steak 'n Shake The beat it got me in my feelings, vibin' to the rhythm My ears a symphony but I don't show no sympathy Don't let 'em kill your self esteem, they tryna kill your dignity Niggas out here gamblin' wit they lives for some publicity Damn, left my heart in these streets, I left the trick to treat I'm scarred, lost my conscience to the block, it's feelin' good to sleep And I don't need no court sentence I love this beat so much I hope the Lord in it Dreads in my head and they look like Devil horns in it All my niggas be up in the business like them dorks in it Drippin' on 'em, like a dinosaur I be so vintage Drippin, you can't get these in the store, yeah I'm so different My clothes and my hoes different These days I don't know what I'm spendin' These days I don't know what I'm gettin' I got blood on my Givenchy Video vixen, so much bitches, these days I don't know what I'm hittin' I don't even know what I'm sippin', I just know it's kickin' in Holler if you feelin' it Lovin' and I'm thuggin' 'cause they both go hand in hand Thuggin' cross the country, from the US to Switzerland Booted like Shaquille O'Neal You know the deal, I'm on the pill I just tucked the thirty two right in my Timberland Holler if you feelin' it (I ain't got no feelin') Aye, that jigga kickin' in (I ain't got no feelin') That jigga kickin' (I ain't got no feelin') Kickin' in (I ain't got no feelin') Kickin' in Holler if you feelin' it At the Last Supper got my plate first At the Last Supper I got my plate first I ain't got no feelings Oh God, it's kickin' On the pill, it's finally kickin' in The pill, you know the deal, ain't got no feelin' I'm on the pill, pill I just tucked the thirty-two right in my Timber