Lyrical Breakdown of Beam (feat. Playboi Carti) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Beam (feat. Playboi Carti)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Playboi Carti weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Beam (feat. Playboi Carti)" 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 Playboi Carti 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 Playboi Carti's narrative.
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Southside, Southside, Southside
Murda on the beat so it's not nice
My life off a beam
My life off a beam
I just spilled a drink all on my jeans
I-I just spend like 15 on these jeans
Popped the Bentley then I spread my wings
Fucked a bitch named Brittany, she so mean
My bitch so leaned out, she on her knees
I pour up a that dirty on lean
Bought a Bentley coupe
I fuckin' bought like two (hold up)
Sunset in my key
Your bitch on her knee
Your bitch gave me key
Your bitch know the key
Your bitch on that white
Your hoe overseas
Molly be her beam
Molly be her beam
Miley Cyrus girl, (hold up)
Why these hoes on lean (hold up)
Why that boy on lean, yeah
Why that boy so clean
Hoe don't talk to me
Hoe don't talk to me
My life off a beam
My life off a beam
I just spilled a drink all on my jeans
I-I just spend like 15 on these jeans
Popped the Bentley then I spread my wings
Fucked a bitch named Brittany, she so mean
My bitch so leaned out, she on her knees
I pour up a that dirty on lean
My life off a beam
Out of frequency (frequencies)
I just fucked a bitch named Wendy, she's so mean (she's so mean)
I just fucked a bitch, yes siamese (siamese)
P-pull up, make a scene, I collect my fee, uh
When I make a move, light is all always green, uh
I just hit it once, she became a fiend
Gri-grindin' all up on me, juices on my jeans (on my jeans)
Laser beamin' galaxy
That bitch flat, B.O.B
I'm on Neptunes, Pusha T
We got Murda on the beat (what?)
Ayy, my life off a beam (off a beam) (yeah)
Two bitches siamese, uh (siamese) (pss, pss, yeah)
Beam out the galaxy (galaxy) (yeah)
Yoshi City, Yung Lean (Yung Lean) (what?)