Lyrical Breakdown of Violation - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Violation" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Baby weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Violation" 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 Lil Baby 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 Lil Baby's narrative.
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Uh-huh
Kick the door down, let me in
It's just us up here, bring your friends
It go straight North from niggas, ain't no pump fakin'
Switched my bracelet game up, these Eliantte (They hard)
I'm so thorough, mama been told me to better not play with these niggas
Really, I ignore that lil' boy, go and buy his masters right now
Youngin' want a new job anyway, put him on a contract right now
All them gay jokes, fun boy shit, we don't play them type games
Full time job, ain't gon' stop, it's a lot of shit come with my name
Ain't no script, niggas get flipped, dog, I'm not for entertainin'
I'm big fours wherever I go, dog, it's obvious what I claim
This that real shit, no fire drill, I'm not playin' no games
I been turnt since a lil' boy, give a fuck 'bout no fame
I'm so strong on these hoes, fuck one time, get in her brain
Young shit fine, arch her back, I'm tryna sweat out her bangs
Her lil' shit need a new car, hit the dealership, get a lil' Range
One-point-five on my pinkies, make a bitch kiss my ring
We gettin' money like we the cartel, don't call us no gang
I'm so far from a one hit wonder, y'all other niggas Lil Zane
She so fine but don't know shit, had to give the bitch a lil' game
Niggas knowin' damn well they fucked, niggas still leavin' comments my page
I'll never, ever, ever be a fuck nigga and I'm takin' that to the grave
You can't come with me where I work, give her twenty bands, go and get saved
You can't make me or pay me, do nothin', I ain't no slave
I been had her, check my Myspace, back then I been turnt up
These lil' niggas get gassed up, then get burnt up (Fire)
If I want her, on God, she gettin' snatched up
Bro told me he ain't gon' never put that pack up, I believe him
I done boost her head up, turn her life up, she conceited now
I been gone for a month straight, when I land, she want me to beat her down
She don't even come out, she put it up, I'm the reason, yeah