Lyrical Breakdown of Trill - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Trill" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Pimp C weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Trill" 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 Pimp C 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 Pimp C's narrative.
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You out here grinding for a meal so your family can eat
Holding the chopper with your boys in the streets (down with the trill)
I know that when it gets real some hitters ride for me
That's how it's gon' be 'cause I'm down with some Gs (down with the trill)
Show your grill one time for me (show your grill if you're real and you're down with the trill)
Show your grill one time for me (show your grill if you're real and you're down with the trill)
Bitch
My neck on fire and my paint still drippin'
Got the internet going nuts but I ain't trippin'
There's a whole lot of niggas on this song right here
But I'm Sweet Jones, bitch, got your life on my ear
Hanging off my lobe like a big shiny globe
Niggas say they mad, say my name, hoe
Y'all niggas faggots and y'all reputation shitty
The new San Francisco is the old chocolate city
You out here grinding for a meal so your family can eat
Holding the chopper with your boys in the streets
I know that when it gets real some hitters ride for me
That's how it's gon' be 'cause I'm down with some Gs
Show your grill one time for me (show your grill if you're real and you're down with the trill)
Show your grill one time for me (show your grill if you're real and you're down with the trill)
Show your grill if you real and you down with the trill (down with the trill)
Pop pints by the seal went from broke to mills
Get killed down in Texas we don't play no games
Dope boys in the hood rockin' big boy chains
Pullin' up in that Benz but I ain't got no job
Keep a big .45 for them jackers that rob
Still grip wood wheel in that Caddy with grill
R.I.P Pimp C, I'm still down with the trill
I been a trill nigga, day one, never took a day off
Been grindin' since I got up, I'm ready for my pay off
You better get your check up, hatin' niggas catch up
Sweet James Jones make a nigga ice his neck up
'Cause I'm trill, rich before the deal
Six figures with the seven, put some rocks up in my grill
I'm down with them Texas niggas, trust me you can see it
Young don 713, please believe it, I'm down here
You out here grinding for a meal so your family can eat
Holding the chopper with your boys in the streets
I know that when it gets real some hitters ride for me
That's how it's gon' be 'cause I'm down with some Gs
Show your grill one time for me (show your grill if you're real and you're down with the trill)
Show your grill one time for me (said roll your grill if you're real and you're down with the trill)
Chill, now show your grill if you real (down with the trill)
I made a mill independent
Show the grill in my mouth or the grill on the whip
Bitch, that's on the Bentley
R.I.P to my nigga name Chad
He ain't gone but I'ma still act bad
Right about now I got a bitch in the back
With 20 bricks in that god damn bag
Yeah, I passed through that Louisiana
I can't wait 'til I touch down in Atlanta
This for my trill niggas, one time for Shanora
And now I feel good, a half a mill in my explorer, bitch
If you got people they locked up, man
Send 'em some bread
Send 'em some pictures
Write 'em a letter if you ain't got no bread
Write 'em and tell 'em if you had some you would send it to 'em
Stop being a bitch
It ain't never too late to stop being a bitch
You out here grinding for a meal so your family can eat
Holding the chopper with your boys in the streets
I know that when it gets real some hitters ride for me
That's how it's gon' be 'cause I'm down with some Gs
Show your grill one time for me (show your grill if you're real and you're down with the trill)
Show your grill one time for me (show your grill if you're real and you're down with the trill)
Show your grill if you're real and you're down with the trill
Show your grill if you're real and you're down with the trill
You out here grinding for a meal so your family can eat
Holding the chopper with your boys in the streets
I know that when it gets real some hitters ride for me
That's how it's gon' be 'cause I'm down with some Gs
Show your grill one time for me
Down with the trill