Lyrical Breakdown of What Can I Say - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "What Can I Say" 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 "What Can I Say" 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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This is OG season I mean, man, Dave Chapelle just shouting at everybody who went through it Who stayed the course, who held firm I don't know what to say, nigga, I don't know what to say Man, what can I say? I was just another nigga from the town Tryin' to find a way to get paid Man, what can I say? (What?) Big body, 100 thousand dollar car I pull up in new one, every day Man, what can I say? I'm getting too much cake for a safe Made way more money than mistakes Man, what can I say? Went from a young nigga to a whole great All in a day's work Man, what can I say? Maybe, I should start with my first point Started out selling weed in the shake joint I went from nothing to playing on a world tour What else could a Bankhead nigga ask for? I will respect a hustle if you heard from it A mistakes worth makin' if you can learn from it I knew the sun was for sure coming When a nigga called himself a killer but they nosey as an old woman We had a problem, we just stole on him And nowadays niggas found a way but no one told on 'em He got a dub, hope they give him some parole on it Everything glitter ain't got gold on it Okay, now, everybody know that we don't play around That boy be pillow-talking, beware, what you say around him And Vera Wang and McQueen, I got nice things Started serving these suckers 'round nineteen I don't give a damn 'bout what you think you might seen Look, you better clean your eyes, get some Visine What can I say that you have not seen Been on a cannonball run and the bag going high speed Stop at nothing if you're out for somethin' And my momma couch stuffed with stacks of hundreds Safe deposit box, it's for my childrens' colleges If you ever start a business, you won't go to college Man, what can I say? I was just another nigga from the town Tryin' to find a way to get paid Man, what can I say? (What?) Big body, 100 thousand dollar car I pull up in new one, every day Man, what can I say? I'm getting too much cake for a safe Made way more money than a mistake Man, what can I say? Went from a young nigga to a whole great All in a day's work Man, what can I say? You can't, talk to me, homie, I suggest you send your boss to me, homie Man, what can I say? In the Dawn with the top down on it, ducking suckers tryna block my moment Man, what can I say? And you gon' be mad when I get her Sad when you found out I hit her Man, what can I say? I promise, it don't get no realer Forever, been a stand up nigga Man, what can I say? Walk it how you talk it, play it how it go Learn to peep a fuck nigga with your eyes closed Learn to turn your neighborhood from a eye sore The real-estate people wanna come and buy more In the trap, with a trap door If the task force come, I'll be gone before you open that door Gold bar buy 'em off shore Well, you can save yourself some money on the taxes but it cost more (What?) Lawyer doing deals on the golf course You catch a charge, they can get it tossed for you Throw it out, nevermind what the outcome is You're missing game, how you listen with your mouth running I done forever had to sell running Went to New York and hollered Bankhead, they respect what I'm becoming From, I don't give a damn, give me my money The country niggas over there, shawty, I'm a southern Don't let nobody give you nothin' you ain't earn from 'em 'Less you finessing for some bags and you swerve on 'em Forever kickin' shit, I think I turd on 'em How you come out your fucking face, you got some nerve, homie I'm only living for the rare moment Like the time you deliver for your kid, with your word on it When you the king and your reputation stay clean even when they try to throw dirt on it Man, what can I say? I was just another nigga from the town Tryin' to find a way to get paid Man, what can I say? (What?) Big body, 100 thousand dollar car I pull up in new one, every day Man, what can I say? I'm getting too much cake for safe Made way more money than a mistake Man, what can I say? Went from a young nigga to a whole great All in a day's work Man, what can I say? You can't, talk to me, homie, I suggest you send your boss to me, homie Man, what can I say? In the Dawn with the top down on it, ducking suckers tryna block my moment Man, what can I say? And you gon' be mad when I get her Sad when you found out I hit her Man, what can I say? I promise, it don't get no realer Forever, been a stand up nigga Man, what can I say?