Lyrical Breakdown of Right Now - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Right Now" 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 "Right Now" 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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Boy, I'm higher than a bih, what am I, write a skit right now
I need some weed, I need to calm down, fire that shit up
Hey John
I need to vibe 'cause I'm pilt right now
So I'm firin' up the crypt right now
'Cause I'm higher than a bih right now
I turn this whole shit upside down
Start lyin' on ya dick
If you hit her, then you hit
Start lyin' on a bih
Everybody know ya snitched
Stop ridin' on my dick, why you worried 'bout me?
Pop one, pop two, pop three
Fuck the law, I ain't worried 'bout a plea
Fuck the alphabet, boy, I just copped the QP
See me when ya see me, it's Lil' K to the B
On my Kyocera, my lick just called me for them D's
I'm on E, pockets full, I'm on E
Ski with the Rees, I could pull a couple G's
Ten toes down, I can put you on yo' feet
Don't slow me down, road runnin' full speed
So high, I never felt like this
I'm so high, I'm 'bout to beat my bitch
I'm so high, it got my teeth grindin'
But fuck it, I'm just gon' keep slidin', 'cause the beat ridin'
I used to swim in the money, now I'm deep divin'
I swear I'm higher than a bih, it got me freestylin'
She say, "Boy I never felt like this"
I told her, "Shut up and eat my dick"
Hey, pass the joint, you know sharin' is carin'
I'm so high, I'm just sittin' here starin'
(Kodak what you lookin' at? You zoned out)
'Bout that money, I'll shoot out to Maryland
All these books, you'd think I'm a librarian
I bumped into a powerhouse, red heron
You keep grindin', you can get a McLaren