Lyrical Breakdown of Los Awesome - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how ScHoolboy Q feat. Jay Rock weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Los Awesome" 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 ScHoolboy Q feat. Jay Rock 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 ScHoolboy Q feat. Jay Rock's narrative.

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I'm a groovy type nigga, rather two-step with you Pants sagging, rag dragging, rather gangbang with you Trigger squeeze, don't call it, throw them thang-thangs with you Hot degrees, anti-freeze, chilling cool cool with you Cool with you, cool with you Chilling cool cool with you Hot degrees, anti-freeze, chilling cool cool with you Cool with you, cool with you Chilling cool cool with you Pants sagging, rag dragging, do my gangbang (gangbang) Groovy nigga, jumped off of the peg Fourth by my third leg Plead the fifth, no L's, no whips Backyard full of Crips Barbecues and county blues This Hoover gangster be the shit It ain't much up on our list Shoot the killer, hittin' licks Get MET up out the bitch, gangbanging, fuck a clique Yup, I'm looking for a scrap See, my cripping done spread around the world With his top below his bottom, it's the reaper Looking like the reaper in your driveway Strays through your living room Liable to drive by on a summer day July 4th will be in June Bla tay bla tay bla tay bla bum The sound of the drum that Crips and Bloods know Bla tay bla tay bla tay bla bum The sound that the drums sing I'm a groovy type nigga, rather two-step with you Pants sagging, rag dragging, rather gangbang with you Trigger squeeze, don't call it, throw them thang-thangs with you Hot degrees, anti-freeze, chilling cool cool with you Cool with you, cool with you Chilling cool cool with you Hot degrees, anti-freeze, chilling cool cool with you Cool with you, cool with you Chilling cool cool with you Pants sagging, rag dragging, do my gangbang (gangbang) Don't make me put a lean to a nigga spleen Shells through a nigga (bariiing-biddy-crack-riiing) Stop a dream in its tracks beaten down Little boy now, dream little boy, dream Coke go in the pot Arm and now ma body A$AP Rocky Want it I could get it Onion in my pocket like the booty on a midget Diamond on my Rollie, thank a nigga I ain't frigid Looking at the time, saying win it for a minute See my neck co-defendant, what's the problem? See, my soul was long gone before I got him He was dead before I shot him, it's the reaper Looking like the reaper in your driveway Strays through your living room Liable to drive by on a summer day July 4th will be in June Bla tay bla tay bla tay bla bum The sound of the drum that Crips and Bloods know Bla tay bla tay bla tay bla bum The sound that the drums sing I'm a groovy type nigga, rather two-step with you Pants sagging, rag dragging, rather gangbang with you Trigger squeeze, don't call it, throw them thang-thangs with you Hot degrees, anti-freeze, chilling cool cool with you Cool with you, cool with you Chilling cool cool with you Hot degrees, anti-freeze, chilling cool cool with you Cool with you, cool with you Chilling cool cool with you Pants sagging, rag dragging, do my gangbang (gangbang) Tell me more about it in the gutter Where it started with the cripping Blew in campus know it happened Tell me more about it in the gutter Where it started with the cripping Then the bloods done got it brackin' I'm just an Eastside nigga William Nickerson show you what it be like, nigga Roll 'em up, light 'em up like a street light, nigga Follow me, I can show you what these streets like, nigga Handlebars of a Schwinn, guns blow like dusty winds Spend a band, push his wig back when my revolver spins Toe tag 'em, false flagging like it's all good Tell niggas tee off like Tiger Woods, where you from? We never heard of ya, walking with the murderers Niggas that'll murder ya, steal you like a burglar See, my soul was long gone before I got them He was dead before I shot him, it's the reaper