Lyrical Breakdown of Zombie (feat. NLE Choppa - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Zombie (feat. NLE Choppa" 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 "Zombie (feat. NLE Choppa" 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 shoulda been born on Halloween
Rrra, rrra, rrra, rrra
I stay on some zombie shit everyday
Rrra, rrra, rrra, rrra
Rockin' the mask like I'm Skully 'cause I'm dangerous
Rrra, rrra, rrra, rrra
I be ridin' with my niggas got them Ks in the trunk
Rrra, rrra, rrra, rrra
Keep the ski mask in my whip just in case bruh
Rrra, rrra, ra-ra, ra-ra
Banana clips, chopper got a real containers
Rrra, rrra, ka-ta, pa-pa
The way them women jump out the car you'll think your man's got popped (Dun-dun)
Niggas on the ground sound crazy, when they pull up they get dropped
Hundred-round drum bustin' at your top
Kick down the door, take all you got
When DB start spittin' it, you know I can't stop
And I keep a Glock on me so you know I'm gon' pop
We snuck the Glock in, yeah
We got the MAC-10
These niggas gon' be so broke they just be flexin', they be cappin'
These niggas know that young DB got paper, boy, I ain't actin'
You know I don't do no cappin'
Yeah, you know we pull up and we whack you
They know I be a killer 'bout action
I love the smoke, .223 with the green scope
Shoot his ass, and if I hate your young nigga
Hang him from a green rope
I ain't goin' back and forth with no nigga
They know how young DB stuck
I go and get 'em myself
Can't wait to put a body on my belt
Rockin' the mask like I'm Skully 'cause I'm dangerous
Rrra, rrra, rrra, rrra
I be ridin' with my niggas got them Ks in the trunk
Rrra, rrra, rrra, rrra
Keep the ski mask in my whip just in case bruh
Rrra, rrra, ra-ra, ra-ra
Banana clips, chopper got a real containers
Rrra, rrra, ka-ta, pa-pa
Rrrum, rrrum
Dum-dum-dum-dum, I'm aimin' at your head
Bitch I'm tryna kill you
I leave his body stanky like some fuckin' mildew
Banana clip up on the Drac, I'm tryna peel you
I shoulda been born on Halloween
You run up on me and you seein' my thing
AK with a beam and, bitch, I'm a fiend
Shoot him in the back and I knock out his spleen
Ay, I'm keepin' my glizzies, fuck a Beretta
And just like my step pa I'll talk to the devil
I'll shoot at him and you and aim at whoever
I came here to cut a lil' nigga like Shredder
This shit get spooky like it's Halloween
Da-da, da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da
Bitch, it's murder and you know that I'm a fiend
Da, da-da, and a leader, top shot, ah
Rockin' the mask like I'm Skully 'cause I'm dangerous
Rrra, rrra, rrra, rrra
I be ridin' with my niggas got them Ks in the trunk
Rrra, rrra, rrra, rrra
Keep the ski mask in my whip just in case bruh
Rrra, rrra, ra-ra, ra-ra
Banana clips, chopper got a real containers
Rrra, rrra, ka-ta, pa-pa