Lyrical Breakdown of Im Around - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Im Around" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Remy Ma weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Im Around" 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 Remy Ma 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 Remy Ma's narrative.
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Oh really, this what y'all was doin' while I was gone? Playtime's over
I'm around, yeah I'm around
I, I'm around, yeah, yeah I'm around
I'm around, yeah I'm around
I'm around, yeah, yeah I'm around
I'm the queen, I got a crown, ho
I wet bitches, I try to drown hoes
This is punisher, I ground hoes
I don't play that, Homey The Clown hoes
She a deuce, she got chopped up
These pussies loose, she got fucked up
You act bougie, you get stuck up
I'm 'bout a dollar, you get bucked up
It's goin' down, yeah I'm around
Just touched the town, yeah, yeah I'm around
With my crown, yeah I'm around
I'm around, mothafucka I'm around
Money, I'm around, guns, I'm around
Cars, I'm around, drugs, I'm around
I'm around, tell them niggas I'm around
I'm around, tell them bitches I'm around
You a bug, I am so flee
I give you some, I am so me
That went over your head, I OD
I'm Bobby Johnson, I'm an OG
My hat, my 40 ounce, it's OE
I got thick hair, I hold heat
Hoes scared, y'all got cold feet
Your run is over, you a slow leak
I'm a felon, my gun go off
Burn bitches, I'm a blow torch
I cancel bitches, I'm a show off
I'm too hard, I got blue balls
I talk greasy, my mouth too slick
I'm on fire, the girl's fuse lit
I'm a bitch, I'm a blue pitt
I throw it up, bitch are you sick?