Lyrical Breakdown of Stainless - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Logic feat. Dria weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Stainless" 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 Logic feat. Dria 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 Logic feat. Dria's narrative.

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It's 2 bars? Aight Motherfuckers wanna get famous Bust guns and get dangerous (Dangerous) Daddy graduated from Cambridge, yeah Money talks in every language Real recognize that stainless (Stainless) Silver spoon what my aim is (Aim is) Y'all don't know what that game is (Game is) Y'all don't know what that, uh Y'all 'bout that fraternity life If you're from where I'm from then as soon as you come Baby girl gon' be about that maternity life If you do like my daddy then, she gonna be single and alone That maternity life for eternity life Eternity life probably thinking we livin' that life (Livin' that life) 'Cause we do what we do But hold up let me get it right (Get it right) Everybody got problems, everybody got problems But not everyone need a .45 to solve them Revolve them (Ba-ba-ba-ba) Take care of all of them like this I might just go crazy All the way Y'all live that live where your safety is only a call away But not us Mommy and daddy never bought us Not a goddamn thing but they brought us Broke as hell we couldn't fund the trust Outside run around with a gun to bust Police looking for every one of us Back then, yeah, all of that was fun to us Had a little bit of money in the middle Let me hit 'em with a riddle If I never had a dark night I might not-not-not-not be the same Might not be the- I know my mind is sober But I'm so high, it's over I know my mind is sober But I'm so high, it's over Ay, hey now boy? You dont know nothing about this, right here boy Chilling in Maryland, three niggas in a Cadillac lac-lac You don't know nothin' bout that Chi town South Central with the gang, gang Niggas in the projects, for them niggas tryna eat Get the fuck up off your silver- Everybody wanna live lavish A million in the bank on average They cutthroat, yeah, they savage They riding 'round with the baddest bitch One day, I woke up, and said I'm 'bout to do for the rest of my life No question it's right Waiting for the bus at a stop light Looking at the cop right in front of my eyes Living in a world of lies Where the truth dies and hatred multiplies, mu-mu-mu-multiplies I said I can't take it I remember wondering if I would ever make it But as I reminisce I realise it was all irrelevant, it's evident I'm getting money for the hell of it Never fuck around so the flow celibate Speaking for the people like a delegate And when the situation's delicate I execute it with the proper etiquette Everybody wanna get ahead of it, no I can't take the time to stop It ain't all about the money so I'm headed to the top But I'm still getting guap never stop unless a body drop Metaphorical motherfucker to get it in While the whole world spin for the dividend But I'm in another system Everybody hate 'til he dead then they miss 'em Why can't we relax and listen? Stop spending money on things that glisten I know my mind is sober But I'm so high, it's over I know my mind is sober But I'm so high, it's over Ay, hey now boy? You dont know nothing about this, right here boy Chilling in Maryland, three niggas in a Cadillac lac-lac You don't know nothin' bout that Chi town South Central with the gang, gang, gang Niggas in the projects, for them niggas tryna eat Get the fuck up off your silver spoon