Lyrical Breakdown of Back Against Wall - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Young Dolph weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Back Against Wall" 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 Young Dolph 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 Young Dolph's narrative.

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I pull up and cap that paper then i dip With nothing less then a .40 on my hip Got 30 bitches and 30 bullets in my clip Fled the scene, burning rubber now im gone My niggas just got out the pen i lay back home All of my niggas they trappin' All of my niggas they workin' All of my niggas they servin' Pour up the drank I'm thirsty All of my niggas they trappin' All of my niggas they workin' All of my niggas they servin' Pour up the drank I'm thirsty My back against the wall, me against the world All eyes on me, I keep the iron with me R.I.P to Doe B, my back against the wall, me against the world My back against the wall, me against the world I'm swervin', I'm speedin', I'm servin', I'm conin' You want it, I got it, I'm pulling up with it, come get it I pull up and cap the paper then I dip With nothing less than a .40 on my hip Got 30 bitches and 30 bullets in my clip Fled the scene, burning rubber now I'm gone My nigga just got out the pen I lay back home I had to get rid of my bitch cause she didn't listen The fuck you think that make you if you hang with snitches Wanted some new bling on my wrist so I spent 50 Gave my barber a extra tip just to have me extra crispy Ya dig me? All of my niggas they trappin' All of my niggas they workin' All of my niggas they servin' Pour up the drank I'm thirsty All of my niggas they trappin' All of my niggas they workin' All of my niggas they servin' Pour up the drank I'm thirsty My back against the wall, me against the world All eyes on me, I keep the iron with me R.I.P to Doe B, my back against the wall, me against the world My back against the wall, me against the world I heard they hatin' on their kid Make me pull up on you nigga which yo own bitch Spent a check on my neck and my wrist and my whip Just to take a nigga bitch, nothing but Codeine when I piss In the Range Rover doing 100, switchin' lanes you know I'm gettin' blunted I can't be nobody else but me, got a lot of love in these streets Got it out the mud in these streets, went and got a plug in these streets Came back and flooded these streets I run game like a pimp nigga I don't fuck with lames, I only link with real niggas If ya a real one, we can match a pint and make a toast Got some real ones in the DMV, Chicago and the west coast UH All of my niggas they trappin' All of my niggas they workin' All of my niggas they servin' Pour up the drank I'm thirsty All of my niggas they trappin' All of my niggas they workin' All of my niggas they servin' Pour up the drank I'm thirsty My back against the wall, me against the world All eyes on me, I keep the iron with me R.I.P to Doe B, my back against the wall, me against the world My back against the wall, me against the world. The End