Lyrical Breakdown of Outside! - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Vince Staples weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Outside!" 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 Vince Staples 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 Vince Staples's narrative.

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shit (Ayy, when they play shit, shoot the party up) Yeah, yeah (Ayy, when they play this shit) Yeah, yeah, shit Broad day, I'm 'round your way SK, come out, let's play Draco, that's a young nigga gun Pull a trey five seven watch young niggas run I'm out there, on Johnny head, you lackin' I'm on yo' ass, we packed in He ran on line, we catch him We gon' blam his mind No cappin', Park gangstas backed in At my Uncle Phil house with the MAC-10 Up at momma Trice house that's street doubt Little young, now niggas better calm down Left side, who 'bout that life? Right side, who 'bout that life? Nighttime, who 'bout to die? Outside, you know my mind Westside, who 'bout that life? Eastside, who 'bout that life? Norfside, who 'bout this life? Outside, you know my mind Young and livin' gorgeous, reinforce wish Prolly can't afford this, we in orbit We gotta space and my face with the court shit Never love, never trust, never gone switch Niggas wanna press lines, so it's vest time Pressin' in my best life, I'm a mess, right Step first, in a march, we don't mess, right Make him recess when we see him in the set Left side, who 'bout that life? Right side, who 'bout that life? Nighttime, who 'bout to die? Outside, you know my mind Westside, who 'bout that life? Eastside, who 'bout that life? Norfside, who 'bout this life? Outside, you know my mind Niggas know the deal when I pull up in the pill I'ma, I'ma, I'ma heat a nigga grill I'ma, I'ma, I'ma go in for the kill I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma Niggas know the deal when I pull up me and Phil I'ma, I'ma, I'ma really do a drill I'ma, I'ma do 'em shitty, yes I will I'ma, I'ma, I'ma