Lyrical Breakdown of The Come Up - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Polo G weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "The Come Up" 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 Polo G 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 Polo G's narrative.

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Ayo, ayo Lil' Capalot, man, look You ain't gotta like me but I'ma make you feel, on my mama, haha What you know about late nights Trapping in the snow 'til your feet numb and your nose run What you know about rainy days when the skies are grey Nigga, we ain't see no sun What you know about being piss poor, 'member we was that broke Man, that shit was no fun What you know about war time when we had to slide So we went and bought more guns Used to wake up so mad for no reason 'Member them days that depression was beating me I use to wish I wasn't breathin' The person I use to be died right in front of me Life went too fast and start grieving Took some time to realize that you can't trust a soul Nigga, that's when my heart started freezing One day, I'm like fuck it, I'm just gon' keep writing And stress really started relieving Man, I ain't have nothing, just me and this rap shit Something told me just keep on believing Look at everything I've been achieving I look up and thank God for the man I'm becoming And blessings that I've been receiving I told 'em it's coming, they didn't wanna listen They said how you know, 'cause I seen it Bitch, ain't no competition, I run the North side I turnt up and took over my region Long live 22 boy, I do this for you Man, I swear I'm gon' ball every season Can't forget number five, he just live through the guys That's why all of us turned into some demons And I feel like I'm three with this curry on me Might just black out when I get to squeezing We need that lead fuck tryna get even Can't switch up on my niggas, I'm stuck with my niggas Tell bro'nem I pledge my allegiance And I throw up these L's for the brothers I lost in the field If you didn't know the meaning Popped two Xans, hit the wood, now I'm leaning Feel so good, keep a young nigga feening Keep that fake shit away, I won't need it 'Cause you know everybody come around when the sun start shining When it rain, they gon' go MIA It's a lot of demons I be fighting every day But I tell 'em I'm straight when they say, "Is you okay?" It's a lot of shit I done did in these streets So I ask for forgiveness every time I pray First day, I got out here they ain't even tell me shits They say you ain't even like that, you just in the way Moving house to house, everybody getting tired of my shit Moments I didn't really have somewhere to lay Now I spazz on tracks, got a sack, put the hood on my back Nigga, ain't that weak shit you could say Nah, ain't have it good, man, this shit ain't no act I was really with them boys in the hood like Trey Growing up a shorty just sticking together But them shells broke bonds, some of us didn't even get to stay If you fuck me over, I got something for you Don't think I forgot it's just been a delay I ain't gotta do it, give them hitters that deposit Put some G's on your head like you play for Greenbay My lil' niggas scoring like Isaiah Tomas He catch you loafing, that's mission accomplished Keep pistols tucked 'cause tomorrow ain't promised I ride to go out with the heat like you gonna What you know about late nights Trapping in the snow 'til your feet numb and your nose run What you know about rainy days when the skies are grey Nigga, we ain't see no sun What you know about being piss poor, 'member we was that broke Man, that shit was no fun What you know about war time when we had to slide So we went and bought more guns What you know about late nights Trapping in the snow 'til your feet numb and your nose run What you know about rainy days when the skies are grey Nigga, we ain't see no sun What you know about being piss poor, 'member we was that broke Man, that shit was no fun What you know about war time when we had to slide So we went and bought more guns