Lyrical Breakdown of Come Back Baby - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Pusha T weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Come Back Baby" 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 Pusha T 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 Pusha T's narrative.

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I wanna talk to all you addicts out there

That's got yourself a great big Joan

And you have tried all the methadone

And you just can't leave that heroin alone

I wonder

Have you tried

Dope just touched down

I'm so grateful

Numbers so low, bitch, be thankful

They say don't let the money change you

That's how we know money, ain't you

Bitch, I been had

Bitches been bad

We buy big boats

Bitch, I'm Sinbad

Downright sinful

Bitch, we been full

All my dopeboys

We like kinfolk

Be more burnt spoon

DC glass pipe

VA sent bales

About that trap life

Blew through thousands

We made millions

Cocaine soldiers

Once civilians

Bought hoes Hondas

Took care children

Let my pastor

Build out buildings

Rapped on classics

I been brilliant

Now we blendin'

We chameleons, ahh!

Never have I been locked up in a world of misery

I need you darling to set me free

Come back baby

Just find me one more time

Ooh baby, I'm 'bout to go out of my mind, I can't-

Who else got the luxury to drop when he want

'Cause nobody else can fuck with me?

What a show-off

Nigga wrist for wrist let's have a glow off

Fuck it, brick for brick let's have a blow off

If we go by connections made

I can still climb ladders when complexions fade (yugh)

White on white that's the tester

Black on black that's the Tesla

See these diamonds in this watch face?

All that shit came from pressure

They don't miss you 'til you gone with the wind

And they tired of dancing like a Ying Yang Twin

You can't have the Ying without the Yang my friend

Real niggas bring balance to the game I'm in (yugh)

Can't escape the scale if I tried

Interstate trafficking's alive (push)

Never have I been locked up in a world of misery

I need you darling to set me free

Come back baby, just find me one more time

Ooh baby, I'm 'bout to go out of my mind, I can't-

Still fresh off the boat niggas

Don't make me super soak niggas

Your life ends up a quote nigga

The good die young, all dogs go to heaven

It's really just momma's falling out on the reverend

I play musical chairs with these squares

Rich flair before they was Ric Flair's cocaine concierge

Longest running trapper of the year

Stood the test of time like Dapper Dan

Season my sauce like Zatarain's

Is he still in the caravan? (No)

It's a mill in in the caravan? (Whoa)

Richard Mille on a leather band (whoo)

Behind the wheel like an ambulance (go)

On my way up to Maryland (go)

Never have I been locked up in a world of misery

I need you darling to set me free

Come back baby, just find me one more time

Ooh baby, I'm 'bout to go out of my mind, I can't-

Come back baby, just find me one more time

Ooh baby, I'm 'bout to go out of my mind, I-I can't