Lyrical Breakdown of Cooties - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Cooties" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how ScHoolboy Q weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Cooties" 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 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's narrative.
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Oh, hell, hey, yeah (suu)
And it's a new celebration of this groovy
Better livin' (better livin')
Lifestyles (lifestyles)
Oh this-, oh yeah yeah, baby (nasty)
Oh, the cooties (it's the movie, oh, no)
They comin' to get me, runnin' (runnin')
Touched by the unloyal
Trust, I had to shower for years (suu), livin' in fear
I know the feelin' of bein' trapped from all the things that you build
Pages I filled, eternal, my skills (yeah)
From start to fin' I can, better my wheels
Like, literally, my daughters is chill
Like, I can't believe my house on the hill (suu)
Like, I can't believe that mountain is real (su-su-su)
Accountant's thrilled
The scars on the back of me healed
Why God blessed me? I never deserved it (nah)
Followed my purpose
They pulled the blinds down, I opened the curtains
Shine on me, perfect
Lottery purchase
Nigga, I can vacay here
My big-ass kitchen, a runway here
My kids playin' soccer, ain't shittin' away
Ready, set, go, ain't losin' a race (nope)
My house smell like ganja
Fuck yo' kids, I'm dealin' with problems
Finishin' albums, freakin' and stylin'
Teachin' and smilin'
Learnin' and counting'
Bleed, uh
Mass shootings, when will they stop it?
Hmm, 'nother kid gone for unlimited profits
Rather keep my kid home, before you fuck up the process
I'd rather die and lose it all before they don't get the knowledge
I'd rather die and lose it all before I turn to my partners
It's easy like Compton
Unlimited options, schemin' and plottin'
I really do magic
Boy, you only get your gifts through your habits
That nigga's a hazard, look at him crashin'
Ball like a Maverick
Now why would you hate me?
Bitch-ass nigga, ho-ass nigga (suu)
Trick asshole, oh
Jealous ass, envy ol'
Broke, man, fuck-ass nigga
I'm fully embedded, still building up leverage
I'm known in Wisconsin and really from Hoover
My faith do it better
The best of my era
That's me in the mirrors (mirrors)
Uh, yeah (that's me, boy)
On my life, I want the front page
Uh, ninety-nine bitches in the driveway
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
These chum niggas gettin' served by the day (shake, shake, shake)
Everything I wanted right in place
Ninety-nine bitches in the driveway
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
(Su-suu)
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
(Ah, shake, shake)
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Chump niggas gettin' served by the day (that's on my mama)
Pimp niggas gettin' curved out LA
Ninety-nine bitches in the driveway
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm