Lyrical Breakdown of Rain Come Down - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Rain Come Down" 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 "Rain Come Down" 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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When the sun go down When the jay go 'round In the middle of the night Bet your girl goes down Rain come down Rain come down Rain come down Rain come down Rain come down Rain come down Rain come down (and the rain) Rain come down Get your man laid down You don't know, know, know, know, know, know Know, know, know, know, know, know (Rain come down) Know, know, know, know, know, know, know (Rain, rain, rain) Know, know, know, know, know, know, know Rain come down I'm the man, ten toes in the street I'm the blood on the leaves, I'm the nose in the Sphinx Where I'm from we don't go to police Where I'm from we don't run, we just roll with the heat I'm the back of the bus, take a seat Take a ride on the side where we die in the street And the cops don't come for some weeks No, the cops don't come for some weeks Ride in the drop top, son, why think? Might get JFK'd, hope not I prayeth If so, ain't no thang to a G I feel just like Snoop on Andre Day I run North Side of the beach Run these streets like Ali Bomaye I'm Lou' Bourgeois on the beat Best bet, try not to compete When the sun go down When the jay go 'round In the middle of the night Bet your girl goes down Rain come down I'm the man, ten toes in the street I'm the blood on the leaves, I'm the nose in the Sphinx Where I'm from we don't go to police Where I'm from we don't run, we just roll with the heat I'm the back of the bus, take a seat Take a ride on the side where we die in the street And the cops don't come for some weeks No, the cops don't come for some weeks Ride in the drop top, son, why think? Might get JFK'd, hope not, I prayeth If so, ain't no thang to a G I feel just like Snoop on Dre day I run North Side of the beach Run these streets like Ali Bomaye I'm Lou' Bourgeois on the beat Best bet, try not to compete When the sun go down When the jay go 'round In the middle of the night Bet your girl goes down Rain come down Rain come down Rain come down Rain come down Rain come down Rain come down Rain come down (And the rain) Rain come down Get your main laid down Paid a pretty penny for my peace of mind Never need a girl to love me, I just need the fire On prison time, don't be tripping on a text back In another world, Cover Girl, but her chest flat Toothpaste spread in the CLR Or, I think it was for Wayne Can't remember springing for it, bring it on the plane Long flights playing with my brain Long nights, long summers we in Spain Call Ca-lal-lane She getting naked undercover's for the fame She don't wanna be another what's-her-name Brown skin, blonde brain, Etta James Make it rain, in the club Don't you dream on how it feel to be in love? What, you drunk? You need a bus? Don't drown in the brown, just drown in the sound When the sun go down When the jay go 'round In the middle of the night Bet your girl goes down Rain come down Rain come down Rain come down Rain come down Rain come down Rain come down Rain come down (And the rain) Rain come down Get your main laid down No, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no (Rain come down) No, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no (Rain come down)