Lyrical Breakdown of City Of The Year Ft. Rondo - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Lupe Fiasco weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "City Of The Year Ft. Rondo" 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 Lupe Fiasco employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Say these niggas ain't ridin' on low, oh Push Benz through the bitch And a nigga gotta go Drogas I need a trophy for this shit, dawg I need a trophy for this shit City of the year, city of the year That's where I'm from City of the year, city of the year They don't want none City of the year, city of the year Them hoes can't come Go hard or go home I'm turnt up in the 'Go zone City of the year Ayy, born in the middle of the West Lil' nigga, living in the middle of death Raised 'round killers, that's why little impress I'm sorry white folks, if it sound I'm a little oppressed And I'm sorry, my niggas, but I think you the best You don't need no Khaled, 'cause that's on me, valid Let me push my brother, we don't need no malice Niggas raised in the projects, now they gon' need a palace Niggas want JJ's, don't eat salads Fourteen with a AK, and he'll let a nigga have it Fireworks in Capetown, man it's so tragic Fireworks on the lake front, shit look like Magic City of the year, city of the year That's where I'm from City of the year, city of the year They don't want none City of the year, city of the year Them hoes can't come Go hard or go home I'm turnt up in the 'Go zone My city look pretty in the summer 6th grade, moved out to the hundreds Prolly wouldn't have made it hangin' 'round my mama's Havin' worldwide, made my come-up Bishop was a BD, dope claimed lord Cliqued all up, put it all on CD Neutron don, but I prolly been a GD God knows best, so he put me where he need me Puttin' truth in all these rhymes State tried to shut a nigga down Gave my nigga Chilly all that time People think it came out of nowhere It's all by design They took away the chiefs And the streets lost their minds City of the year, city of the year That's where I'm from City of the year, city of the year They don't want none City of the year, city of the year Them hoes can't come Go hard or go home I'm turnt up in the 'Go zone City of the year Turn up, let's get it Turn up, life in Windy City Chiraq Lupe, what up, bro? In the 'Go zone, in the 'Go zone Go hard or go home, we turnt up I'm from Chiraq, when we come around we rust stuff I gotta keep that 'cause when I come around they act tough Chi Lupe, I'm so hard, I'm burnt up City of the year that's my shit, I'm ridin' 'round in traffic Cdai he got the mop stick Ain't shit change, I ain't quit Ain't shit change, I ain't switch I'm just smart, tryna get rich I'm so high, you in a ditch I'ma get mine, Money Makin' Mitch You talkin' shit, you don't exist I can leave you lost in the mist I'm Rondo, real as it gets Either with me or you against City of the year, city of the year That's where I'm from City of the year, city of the year They don't want none City of the year, city of the year Them hoes can't come Go hard or go home I'm turnt up in the 'Go zone City of the year