Lyrical Breakdown of Up in Here - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Up in Here" 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 "Up in Here" 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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I like drowning Hell yeah, I like drowning Mm-hmm I like swimmin' in that lil' ocean Mm-hmm Real shit You too Glee You act like you gon' drown me Every time you see me, boy, I got that Kel-Tec tucked You don't even know how I got it on me Every time I'm fuckin' on lil' shawty, she remind me of that dope 'Cause that shit be like macaroni I ain't Milly but I'm rockin' in here They done let me bring my Glock up in here I ain't Nelly but it hot up in here I let out thirty shots up in here I make that pussy feelin' like it's mac n' cheese Like Dwyane Wade, I be packin' heat Got a toy with a whole thirty clip in in it I fuck with Reckless, that my nigga 'cause he authentic Got lil Rex on the beat and I am not friendly I get stupid on a nigga like I'm autistic Ain't do the show without my tooly, I ain't finna do it Every time you see me out, I be fuckin' booted I wanna shoot that nigga, his plug told me not to do it Haitian boy roots grass I ain't fuckin' Rudy My lil' homie, he a fool, he quick to go to shootin' I say the Draco got a drum, you think I'm makin' music Every time you see me, boy, I got that Kel-Tec tucked You don't even know how I got it on me Every time I'm fuckin' on lil' shawty, she remind me of that dope 'Cause that shit be like macaroni I ain't Milly but I'm rockin' in here They done let me bring my Glock up in here I ain't Nelly but it hot up in here I let out thirty shots up in here Ay bay bay, Captain jumpin' out the Wraith With the K, like I ain't got nothin' goin' Like I ain't got a fan base, like I don't be performin' Like I ain't got a lot of fans, I count on these tourin' They don't let me bring my wooly in the venue If I can't fight you, home boy then I'm hittin' you Baby girl, that pussy wetter than chicken noodle soup Baby girl, that pusy sound like ramen noodle soup That pussy soundin' like we're stirrin' up some gumbo All my niggas Sniper Gang, they go re-Tonto Got too much felonies, I can't never go to Toronto I fuck with Peto, fuck with Yoshi, fuck with Monto Every time you see me, boy, I got that Kel-Tec tucked You don't even know how I got it on me Every time I'm fuckin' on lil' shawty, she remind me of that dope 'Cause that shit be like macaroni I ain't Milly but I'm rockin' in here They done let me bring my Glock up in here I ain't Nelly but it hot up in here I let out thirty shots up in here