Lyrical Breakdown of Drunk By Myself - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Uhh, uhh, where am I going? Where am I? (Where am I?) Where the hell am I? Yo, it's ill Yo, my wife's tired of fucking me Life tries ducking me, luckily I find 'em just at the right time Mack in my right arm, Tequila bottle in my left arm like Cristian Watching my life go, can't do myself in Wolves in the night, yo, hell's men Two revolvers, I can let twelve spin Hop in my Benz, push it to the limit, buck-sixty, who wit' me? My Cris', two L's, twisted blunts and inner conscience Telling me that I ain't shit, no matter how much cash I sit with Still gotta ask the Lord for forgiveness My precious baby girl came like forty nights of rain To replenish my adolescent brain Blessed be her name, before her birth I was insane So I drive to cool the pressure down, delay the pain I ate from these poisonous, fucked up streets Tasted larceny, it was sweet, I starve for more to eat Though I took, that was to live, hope God will forgive As odd as it is, the more I gain the harder it is To maintain, bitches playin' games, niggas snitchin', I ain't sayin' names But y'all niggas better watch how y'all slang Lost so many close niggas; drunk, almost crashed I'm going too fast, highway patroller just flash Lights in my rearview, if they stop me I hope they lock me Instead they speed ahead, yo, nigga watch me I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat I don't want none of my peeps caught up in none of my beef I'mma ride to the end of the road if I have to Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to Steering wheel in my hand, tryna hold it steady Anything in my way is dead 'cause that's the way I feel, I am already When I'm drunk by myself alone in the zone Drunk by myself Heard niggas hate me, but I hated too once Been in the shoes of a wolf in the night when he hunts For every shell niggas bust, we bust at ourselves Can't tell these niggas nothing though, bullets wake 'em up well Take 'em to hell, stick-up niggas once ran up on me My decorated lifestyle attracted sharks on me I aint your mark, homie It's hard to look straight, my foot on the brake Spilling my bottle, not even shook of the Jakes Could hardly look both ways, put out the haze, blurry vision Think about the time in my life before I was on televison Hella women, jealous niggas up in my vision Since we all hood niggas, expect kilos For what they not seeing is police expect Rico Only if I could take care of everybody; intoxicated Windows up blastin' A.C., going wherever instinct takes me I hate it when I'm like this, the bottle's my accomplice I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat I don't want none of my peeps caught up in none of my beef I'mma ride to the end of the road if I have to Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to Steering wheel in my hand, I try to hold it steady Anything in my way is dead 'cause that's the way I feel, I am already When I'm drunk by myself alone in the zone Drunk by myself The reason that I want to be alone Tired of all the things that went wrong that would have went right if I would have did it on my own Take another swig, the more I drink, the more I think bad thoughts Fake friends who hung around who wanna bring you down Not knowing who to trust, rumours about niggas coming through Supposedly to shoot at us, not knowing what was true Or what to believe, that's why I'm on the low lately Choosing a Henny bottle over a friend, driving again To keep my mind off that weak shit There's love through it all, things to live for I swerve, almost crash into a wall Think about the good, find myself laughing Turn the cell off, no way to be reached Know I'm near my crib, tryna see my way through the streets Reminded of the positive, I take my drunk ass home Start feeling out of it, can't wait to get out of this whip Bring my ass to the crib, I'm tired When I'm drunk by myself, gun under the seat I don't want none of my peeps caught up in none of my beef I'mma ride to the end of the road if I have to Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to Steering wheel in my hand, tryna hold it steady Anything in my way is dead 'cause that's the way I feel I am already When I'm drunk by myself all alone in the zone Drunk by myself