Lyrical Breakdown of 700 CLUB - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "700 CLUB" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Logic weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "700 CLUB" 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 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's narrative.

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Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer I got chains around my neck, but no, that don't mean nothin' I got Rollies 'round my wrist, but no, that don't mean nothin' I got millions in the bank, but no, that don't mean nothin' I got shit you couldn't imagine, but that don't mean nothin' I got chains around my neck, but no, that don't mean nothin' I got Rollies 'round my wrist, but no, that don't mean nothin' I got millions in the bank, but no, that don't mean nothin' I got shit you couldn't imagine, but that don't mean nothin' I'm tryna make the best of what I got with my time But I can't get rid of what the fuck is all on my mind Break it down, it feels like every day I'm on the line I can't get rid of what they fuck they talk about all the time So (pistol packin') no, I never (never slackin') Think about it (pistol packin'), think I'm better (never slackin') Well, without it (pistol packin'), no, I never (never slackin') Think about it (pistol packin'), think I'm better (never slackin') Well, without it, I've been on my own for so long I've been on my own for so long I got chains around my neck, but no, that don't mean nothin' I got Rollies 'round my wrist, but no, that don't mean nothin' I got millions in the bank, but no, that don't mean nothin' I got shit you couldn't imagine, but that don't mean nothin' I got chains around my neck, but no, that don't mean nothin' (pistol packin') I got Rollies 'round my wrist, but no, that don't mean nothin' (never slackin') I got millions in the bank, but no, that don't mean nothin' (pistol packin') I got shit you couldn't imagine (haha), but that don't mean nothin' I'm from Pistol-vania, smokin' weed and pistol packin' Ain't nothin' to a youngin' on the block who never slackin' I can't stand a pussy nigga actin' like he pistol packin' Never seen a pistol packin', never slackin' bitch killer It smell like a diplomat soon as it's lit up Come fuck with a winner, have some yellowtail for dinner Them niggas high-five, fuck with them high guys, we realer Went from smokin' out the Sprinter to Ferrari keys from the dealer I got chains around my neck, but no, that don't mean nothin' (uh) I got Rollies 'round my wrist, but no, that don't mean nothin' (haha) I got millions in the bank, but no, that don't mean nothin' I got shit you couldn't imagine, but that don't mean nothin' I got chains around my neck, but no, that don't mean nothin' (pistol packin') I got Rollies 'round my wrist, but no, that don't mean nothin' (never slackin') I got millions in the bank, but no, that don't mean nothin' (pistol packin') I got shit you couldn't imagine, but that don't mean nothin' (never slackin') Pistol packin' Never slackin' Pistol packin' Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer