Lyrical Breakdown of Loud Mouth (feat. 2 Chainz) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Loud Mouth (feat. 2 Chainz)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how T.I. weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Loud Mouth (feat. 2 Chainz)" 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 T.I. 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 T.I.'s narrative.
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Hey, big bank, lotta guap, (yeah)
They bout a dolla? I ain't tryin' to holla
'96 Impala buckets under that
On automatic status, we ain't havin' none of that
Hey watch it partna, stay out my lane
Everybody fuckin' with my campaign
Get dough or get lost, shawty always
Like Dro say, ho fuck with me the long way
And I deliver long john son, I don't play
Poppin' out before the sun come, I don't stay
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
That's why I'm ridin' out, pockets on loud mouth (Yeah)
I'm goin' in, finna spazz out
Aigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
That's why I'm ridin' out, pockets on loud mouth
Woke up this morning with a bank roll
I be gettin' head like a Kango
Got your girl sellin' pussy to my tango
What, she so wet, think I'm gonna need a rain coat
On 285 doing 85!
Couple hoes in my stable, time to stabilize
Check the time, I better say mine bitches
Need a sign on my dick that say "Fine Bitches"
And you know I'm throwed like five pitchers
And you know I'm high like five Swishas
Jay's used to say "what up Slim? "
'Cause they know I'm known to make that work cartwheel
Hot wheel, hot steel, ride around my block still
Even if it's winter time, I'm ridin' in a drop still
You don't have an idea of the life that I live
Pockets so loud, got them bitches doin' adlibs
I'm goin' in, finna spazz out
Nigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
So I'm ridin' out, pockets on loud mouth
Back on my 1-2 nigga, ace - deuce
Feds try to crucify me, call me Jesús
Get it straight dude, I ain't with that nonsense
Bank rolls like a bad bitch lookin' all mint
No joystickin' nothin' over here dog
So ain't no playin' me at all, let's be clear dog
I'm raw as ever, flaw is never [?]
Just as blind [?] tough as leather [?] eatin' better
Somebody better tell 'em
'Fore that tré four seven hit they cerebellum
Hey they say bullshit walk and cash talk
That's why I'm ridin' I'm goin' in, finna spazz out
Nigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
So I'm ridin' out, pockets on loud mouth