Lyrical Breakdown of Still on the Grind - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Still on the Grind" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how UGK weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Still on the Grind" 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 UGK 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 UGK's narrative.
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Steady long, steady wrong nigga Check one-two one-two one-two bitch Tony
Snow, know'm talkin 'bout? Jack Tripper, "Three's Company" hoe Percy Mack,
Sweet Jones, check it out
Uhh, I stay on the grind, fuckin hoe defined Get ten all the time, lay my
Life on the line Sippin, smokin 'dro, pimp dick on yo' hoe Legs are on the
Stove, P-I-M-P on the low Gators swangin out, swangers hangin out Never
Bangin, I got work I slang it out Keep a yellow pro, and a brown horse And
A squad too, I'm the player's choice
So pimpin save your voice, hold your breath, shut your lip Hoe you can't
Handle Bun and you can't fuck with Pimp We like surf and turf, they call us
Steak and shrimp Know we shake and lames are famous but make it simp'
Trillest ever born, G'est ever built Fuck with us you'll be the deadest
Hoes ever killed Live from the corner, direct from the hood via satellite
Bitch, we the Kingz grippin wood and it's good
Hey, if you a hustler, it ain't easy Da, da, do-dahhh Da, da,
Do-dahhh And we're still, still Still on the grind Da, da, do-dahhh
Da, da, do-dahhh Yes we're still, we're still We're still, still on
The grind
Uhh, I keep candy girls, big dick in they world Messin up they curl, bowlin
Ball paper swirl Gotta trap it white, baller candy bike I don't light it
Though; get too high, stay too low I live by the code, extra credit mode
Fuckin with that prince I keep a bankroll Livin by the land, P.A. by the C
Any nigga fuck with Bun he gon' die by me I'm my brother's keeper, not no
Movie shit My life is a film, I'm on some groovy shit I ain't Smoochie
Bitch, make girls do this dick Rich or tongue-in-cheek, bitch you's a
+Super Freak+ Bitch my name ain't Rick, bitch you think you slick Askin me
For rent, you better find a trick I ain't payin, you need to be payin me
Pussy a dime a dozen but the dick ain't free
Da, da, do-dahhh Da, da, do-dahhh Yeah we're still, said we're
Still, still Still on the grind Da, da, do-dahhh Da, da, do-dahhh
And we're still, still, still, still Still on the grind
UGK back in the game, bringin that crack and the 'caine Swervin 'Llac in
The lane, swangers click-clack in the gang We paper stack in the game
(Game) what you lack in the game Solid foundation, my nigga, no cracks in
The frame (frame) Bun B, that be the name, P.A.T. that be the town (town)
You see fingers up, that mean that haters down (down) And G that is the
Code, big body slab is the load (load) We get throwed, we the shit nigga,
Ask the commode We get skeptic mayne when shit get hectic mayne Roll with
The trill, we don't deal with the skeptics mayne Bring it on record mayne,
What you expected mayne (uhh) Bun and Pimp is back so just respect it mayne
(Yeah) We affected the game (game) we are not gonna change (change) Scrap
With lames it go brrrap-brrrap at your brain (brain) We insane singin licks
With them bricks 36 in the mix with no tricks, get a fix for your cliques
Da, da, do-dahhh Da, da, do-dahhh Said we still, every day We still,
Still on the grind Da, da, do-dahhh Da, da, do-dahhh We still, we
Still, every day We still, still on the griiind Da, da, do-dahhh Da,
Da, do-dahhh We still, we still, hooo Still on the griiind,
Griiind Da, da, do-dahhh Da, da, do-dahhh Said we on the grind, we
On the grind Still on the grind The grind, the grind The grind, still on
The grind UGK for liiife