Lyrical Breakdown of Public Housing - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Public Housing" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Durk weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Public Housing" 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 Durk 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 Durk's narrative.
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For real, they like
I'm saying they count us out at the right time though
You know what I'm saying
That gave us motivation to tuck and gotta do what we do
You know what I'm saying I got the city on my back you know
I came from public houses to a mansion
I lost my family I was feelin' stranded
I seen my son he a throw a tantrum
Called a couple bitches 'cause I had no manners
I asked Allah can he give me guidance
Full of anger I was in out my mind and
I know this music is my soul passion
Last week I spent fifty thousand on my fashion
On red carpet feelin' like Aladdin
Got a bitch from Tokyo I like her accent
Julio Jones ballin' on Madden
On top enjoy my risin'
Smokin' Woods like I'm in a cabin
Goin' broke I cannot imagine
No way, how you blastin' if you plastic
I'ma turn wit da cheque get my momma a new crib
I ain't talking Kodak Black I'ma get a new crib
I just paid for my side bitch to get a titties filled
And she tried to suck me up for them new Fendi heels
I been in it for a long time need some new deals
I been Forgis for a long time need some new wheels
Percocet with the Xanax need some new pills
Traded in that new Hellcat to see a coupe wheel
Turn up
I came from public houses to a mansion
I lost my family I was feelin' stranded
I seen my son he a throw a tantrum
Called a couple bitches 'cause I had no manners
I asked Allah can he give me guidance
Full of anger I was in out my mind and
I know this music is my soul passion
Last week I spent fifty thousand on my fashion
I'm with Zoey on the jet skis
Can't wife no hoes or no skeezer
Two cars I'ma switch keys
Fuck the old heads they mislead
Only the family stand for family
I lost my blood thats insanity
Shout out Tory 'cause he signed to me
I'm wit a boss bitch count them g's
Count my cheese up
Got a passport she got a visa
Its perfect picture Mona Lisa
They didn't believe us
Hope they never need us
While the police try to discriminate us
And I got these diamonds just to please my haters
Gotta get this money gotta chase that paper
While these niggas try to assassinate us
I bought a Glock and it came with lasers
I came from public houses to a mansion
I lost my family I was feelin' stranded
I seen my son he a throw a tantrum
Called a couple bitches 'cause I had no manners
I asked Allah can he give me guidance
Full of anger I was in out my mind and
I know this music is my soul passion
Last week I spent fifty thousand on my fashion