Lyrical Breakdown of Cold Outside - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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It ain't no one to trust but me And I got to make sure that I take care of my family And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside (It's cold outside) And to my niggas on the block On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks You hear the voices say it's cold outside (It's cold outside) I'm hiding out and smokin' herb Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside (It's cold outside) See rappin' is my only way My mama told me just to save it for another day But I got to make it cause it's cold outside (It's cold outside) Man, I can hear that wind blowing You say it don't get cold in CP Well niggas it's been snowing Even though some might disagree When business is still slowing Even if we subject to change Come up out them diamonds and rings Even all them dollars and change Nigga we home-grown And to those that couldn't take the pressure Nigga they long gone Skeet 25 lighters on dressers Or you'll get zoned on They be puttin' them bodies in bags They be cuttin' them bodies on slabs Then go to somebody and brag Got to keep a straight face Better keep inside with your know Got to find a safe place Better stay in silence or go Or end up a waste case Pick figure it's more stuff to do Pick nigger it's more folks than you Pick never come close to a clue I put my life on it Want to disrespect give me your neck And I'll put a knife on it Some say it's slippery when wet But my Roll got ice on it It's all about supply and demand It's all about me buying some land You folks just don't understand That uh Man, I see the clouds coming Y'all see a man on the moon walking I see a crowd running And the APD steadily talking 'Cause we done found something And it's not as good as it seems Oh I wish I could get some cream And get up out of the hood with some dreams I'm peepin' hard crimes See the system's fucked up And they givin' out some hard times Heard one of these??? And my people snortin' hard lines Locked up and they didn't do a thang Locked up because of the pressure and pain Locked up because they wouldn't do the same And I see the case close I can't ask no questions, and it's over 'Cause they say so I ain't learned no lessons, but these snitches Better lay low Or we gonna be chopping some heads And we gonna be rocking some beds And we gonna be dropping some eggs We walk a long road Trying to find the essence of self But I picked the wrong clothes 'Do rag with a gat under my belt 'Cause life's throwing strong blows But I keep a little hope and some dreams And I try to stay focused and clean But I got a little dope and some green 'Cause uh I can see them shamed faces Man, y'all look at me like y'all grew up In the same places Scams and dirty work came up on A day to day basis Now they got to re-up and re-bag And they got to re-up and re-slab Then they got to be up and be bad This game'll NEVER end Excuse my French, but Goddammit I got some clever friends They might get set back by some wench But that bitch'll never win It's all about the way of the world It's all about the way of them girls It's all about them diamonds and pearls We waiting too long But the DEC and Southwest Atlanta Is too strong We might bring that soap out and wash up And throw them suits on Coming in the court with some pride 'Cause we ain't got nothing to hide Just didn't know what laws to abide I play the cards dealt And I bought a full house and I watched The woman's heart melt See my mama's cooled out and she's crying 'Cause it's heart-felt It's all about supply and demand It's all about me buying some land You folks just don't understand That uh