Lyrical Breakdown of Coming Home - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Coming Home" 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 "Coming Home" 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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Uh, ah, fuck it, we all poor
Even if you got money, still lookin' for more
Why am I buyin' Rollies? I got 20 for sure
Still connect witchu, it's still hid in the drawer
With no Js on, I'm still lookin' to score
You see they gave us crack, then started wagin' a war
Uh, all these lies, they steady tellin' me
Before Obama, we had Eric B. (Woo)
Or Tony Lewis out in D.C.
The 80's kingpins, gotta free them
All these faces, they ain't believe in
If no child's left, then how can we leave them?
When love is gone, you hold onto anything
Some do wrong, just to feel anything
But when the void is filled, you stand up to anything
When love is real, you can do anything
(You can do anything, you can do anything)
Uh, I do it for my big Benz drivers (Drivers)
For my street-corner survivors (Survivors)
For my niggas that miss The Wire (Woo)
And throwback mommies, that won't retire
Reminiscin' on the days when the trips was Cancún
And the bottles got sprayed
You can't relate 'cause you wasn't there
Nah, you wasn't hot, let me make it clear
Y'all was breakin' into cars, we was breakin' bad
When y'all was fightin' dogs, we was racin' Jags
This the life for the fast, ain't no future, ain't no past
We won't worry 'bout the crash, uh
Now it's jail poses and club pictures
Airbrush backdrops and jail visits
This the dope boy song for the dope boys gone
Let 'em know it's still snowin'
When love's withdrawn, you hold onto anything
(You hold onto anything)
Some do wrong, they have to do anything
(They have to do anything)
But when the void is filled
You stand up to anything (You stand up to anything)
When love is real (When love is real)
You can do anything (You can do anything)
I'm speakin' to the soul of my black native bros
Who ain't get to go to school like a J. Cole
Who ain't have a silver spoon or a bankroll
Who weren't taught the golden rule, but they made due
Free lunches and apple juices, uh
Food stamps, ashamed to use 'em
You ever lived with the user?
Shared a bed with abusers
That's the worst way to lose 'em
New plan, but it's a new day
Black people past their due dates
Settin' the captives free in a new way
I'm coming home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home
I'm coming home, I'm coming home
I'm coming home, it's a new day
Black people past their due dates
Settin' the captives free, in a new way
Said it's not over, it's not over (It's not over)
Yes, it's just started, it's just started
When love is strong, you can't do anything
Things go wrong, but you'll stand up to anything
(But you'll stand up to anything)
'Cause when the void is filled (When the void is filled)
You can do anything (You can do anything)
When the love is real (When love is real)
You can do anything (You can do anything)