Lyrical Breakdown of Cross Country - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Cross Country" 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 "Cross Country" 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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Cross country trapping Took me a trip made my first hundred thousand Got me a plug and that money start piling Got that new coupe with zero mileage Farrago mo down and my traphouse styling I don't need no motherfucking stylist My young niggas wilding My motor growling I sent that shit back to the plug and told them I don't want it if it ain't the loudest (ion want it) All a nigga gotta do is tell me where he at with it, Ima come get it and get that shit back to my own city Ima tax these niggas, I Ain showing no love but I'll sell it to my dogs for the low low I make a bitch look good Young nigga caked up I'll never ever fuck with a broke hoe What? Mhm? Naw that's a no no I made her give me head so long that I sent the bitch back on the U with a sore throat Steak the steak eating steak getting cake Never trust a nigga if he can't look you in the face Yeah I'm living good, but only if you knew what it takes (Hook) Cross country trapping trapping trapping x12 (2) I Ain never had shit so I went and got it One day I might be in the bay the next day in atl throwing money in follege Might pull up in the rari I sell dope, that's my job, nigga this ain't no motherfucking hobby I heard some niggas wanna rob me so I turned up a lil but more on these fuck niggas Ion give a fuck you know how I be Let a nigga try me Shit gonna get a lil sloppy When I finished witcho bitch she was knocked knees Remember I was looking for a plug ran into this bitch said her daddy got keys(I'm straight shawty) I had Ta break it down to the bitch I don't sell blow but the price so cheap I might as well though Lil mama wanna fuck you can tell though but me I don't give a damn though Cross country trapping Cross country trapping I just got here and did whatever i had to do Ta make this shit happen Turn a $100 to a hundred thousand Dope boy magic (Hook)