Lyrical Breakdown of Concrete Boys - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Concrete Boys" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Yachty weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Concrete Boys" 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 Yachty 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 Yachty's narrative.
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30, you a motherfuckin' fool, nigga
Back against the wall, concrete boys up, uh
I enter the void, I be goin' up
I shamed myself tryna fuck that bitch
Real estate, both houses on my wrist, yeah
Criss-cross my realm, come right out my DMs
Ten carat my earrings, them uncut gems
Jim Carrey that mask, it go up then
If'n it go up, then it's stuck then (slatt)
Oh, let me be
Trust me with the scope, it help me see (help you see)
If she ain't fuck bro', then she fuck me (that's a fact)
If she ain't fuck me, then she fuck bro's (on my mom)
I just woke up, dreamin' 'bout the rose (oh my God)
They had niggas 'round me who don't stand on toes (hell nah)
Barely ever do I think about my foes
How much longer will I live? Only God knows
Back against the wall, concrete boys up (yeah)
I enter the void, I be goin' up (woo)
I shamed myself tryna fuck that bitch
Real estate, both houses on my wrist, yeah
Criss-cross my realm, come right out my DMs
Ten carat my earrings, them uncut gems (whew)
Jim Carrey that mask, it go up then (ayy)
If'n it go up, then it's stuck then (uh)
Real, real, real, real
I just fucked up on a bitch from Puerto Rico (mwah)
Put that bitch on ice, yeah, play that Mac DeMarco
Had that babysitter, she was off a narco
And I'm by my dolo like Donnie Darko (mwah)
Splurgin' on that kitty cat, I'm such a sicko (yeah)
Double-C, my bookbag hold a little pistol
Get them birdies out that nest 'fore I call up Mitchell
Back against the wall, concrete boys up (yeah)
I enter the void, I be goin' up (woo)
I shamed myself tryna fuck that bitch
Real estate, both houses on my wrist, yeah
Criss-cross my realm, come right out my DMs
Ten carat my earrings, them uncut gems (whew)
Jim Carrey that mask, it go up then (ayy)
If it go up, then it's stuck then (up)
These bitches for everyone
Can't give the game to everyone, no
I can't lose myself tryna save them
I done took so many L's, I ain't goin' back