Lyrical Breakdown of LAW OF AVERAGES - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "LAW OF AVERAGES" 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 "LAW OF AVERAGES" 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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Fuck a bitch, I don't trust no bitch with my government
Fuck a friend, I don't want no friends with no open hands
Count my bands, all alone at home, don't you call my phone
Everyone that I've ever known asked me for a loan
Leave me alone, .44 Stallone, get a nigga gone
Raging Bull, this not Paid in Full but I kill my own
Yes, I love you 'cause you black but don't love your ass like that
I will put you on a shirt if you fuck me out my racks
Cherry Ave, Downey Ave, ho, you average
Louis bag, Gucci bag, you got baggage
I will never give my money to a bad bitch (never ever)
I will never give my money to a bad bitch
Dairy Ave, Locust Ave, ho, you average
Birkin bag, Chloe bag, you got baggage
You will never catch me slippin' out in traffic (never ever)
You will never catch me slippin' out in traffic
AMGs and SMGs, I'm into that shit, ayy
Wasn't what he thought, we caught him like a catfish, ayy
Niggas fallin' out and screaming like they Baptist, ayy
Only love her if she ratchet, ayy, if that ass sit, ayy
Got a squabble, now he Cassius Clay
But I'm Hurricane Carter, you know I'm gon' catch a case
But "Lil Wayne Carter" what I call my .38
Kiss your baby in the face if you play with where I stay
Cherry Ave, Downey Ave, ho, you average
Louis bag, Gucci bag, you got baggage
I will never give my money to a bad bitch (never ever)
I will never give my money to a bad bitch
Dairy Ave, Locust Ave, ho, you average
Birkin bag, Chloe bag, you got baggage
You will never catch me slippin' out in traffic (never ever)
You will never catch me slippin' out in traffic, yeah
Fuck a bitch, I don't trust no bitch with my government