Lyrical Breakdown of Blunt Blowin - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Blunt Blowin" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how lil wayne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Blunt Blowin" 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 wayne 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 wayne's narrative.

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Yeah, I put my shades on Uh, I live it up like these are my last days If time is money, I'm an hour past paid Ugh, gunpowder in my hourglass Niggas faker than some flour in a powder bag Yeah, I put it down like my hands hurting I'm on a natural high, but I land perfect Some of us are lovers, most of y'all haters But I put up a wall, and they just wallpaper So love or hate me, I stay hate-free They say we learn from mistakes Well, that's why they mistake me I got some weight on my shoulders To me it's like feathers All hail Weezy, call it bad weather I stick to the script, I memorize the lines 'Cause life is a movie that I've seen too many times You're on the outside looking in, close the blinds And they say never say never, but fuck it, nevermind I've been gone too long True or false, right or wrong Hello Weezy, welcome home, yeah And I'm a blunt blowin', Polo-drawers showin' I-don't-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-nigga With my money growing, no matter where you going You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo' ass nigga And I'm a blunt blowin', Polo-drawers showin' I-don't-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-nigga With my money blowing, don't matter I got more and You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo' ass nigga Stunna, I got 'em, I'm back on them bitches All about my riches, my name should be Richard Cut the bullshit out, I'm Edward with the scissors Life is a choice, and death is a decision Times have changed, but fuck it get a new watch I still got the vision like a line between two dots Young Money's eating, the label getting fatter And yeah, the tables turned, but I'm still sitting at 'em I'm a bad motherfucker, 'cause the good die young Everybody selling dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one Man, when that cookie crumble, everybody want a crumb Shoot that hummingbird down, hummingbird don't hum, yeah Big money, big money, deep pockets Money talks, and motherfuckers eavesdropping Bunch of bloods, you could call it blood clotting Eastside, MOB, Piru Damu I'm a blunt blowin', Polo draws showin' I-don't-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-nigga With my teeth glowing, I'm on my Deebowin' You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo' ass nigga I'm a blunt blowin', Polo draws showin' I-don't-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-nigga With my money blowing, no matter where you going You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo' ass nigga Okay, light that Ashton Kutcher, I'm a limit pusher See y'all dead meat, and me I'm just a butcher I do it for the money, man I am such a hooker And freedom was my girl, until they fucking took her You can look into the future, it's right behind your eyelids But I don't wanna know, 'cause shit I like surprises Why that? Why this? Why you on that why shit? Motherfucker ask me why, I say YM Beach bum, call me Ocean Drive Slim Drop the top, look up and make the sky grin Young Mula, skinnies and some Supras Belly of the beast 'til it puke us Motherfucker Blunt blowin', Polo draws showin' I-don't-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-nigga With my teeth glowing, I'm on my Deebowin' You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust yo' ass nigga I'm a blunt blowin', Polo draws showin' I-don't-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-nigga With my money blowing, no matter where you going You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust yo' ass nigga I've been gone too long True or false, right or wrong Yeah, I've been gone too long True or false, right or wrong Said, I've been gone too long True or false, right or wrong Hello Weezy, welcome home It's Young Mula, baby Young Mula, baby Bitch, I've been gone too long True or false, right or wrong Hello, Weezy, welcome home