Lyrical Breakdown of Until It Rot - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Until It Rot" 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 "Until It Rot" 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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Get what I got 'cause I hustle nonstop
And I'ma keep stackin' this shit 'til
All of this shit rot (let the BandPlay)
And I'ma keep stackin' this shit 'til all of this shit rot
I'ma keep stackin' this shit 'til all of this shit rot, ayy
Uno, dos, tres, four, five, six, seven (uh)
I was once told real gangsters go to heaven (for real, though)
Eight (eight), nine (nine), ten (ten), eleven (guess what?)
I spent ninety racks on an old-ass Chevy (haa)
Call me Bumpy Johnson, I got hit up and kept on steppin' (uh)
Lucky Luciano where I'm from, I make shit happen (it's Dolph)
Pull up foreign snatchin' (skrrt), I got a thing for fashion (drippy)
I told her let's go to dinner, go get dressed and keep it classy (woo)
Under investigation, too many problems, too much ballin' (damn)
I took seven million and buried it out there by the water (yeah, yeah)
Mob meeting, I'm smokin' kush and drinkin' coffee (yeah, yeah)
Once you cross me, I might whack you, so don't call me (yeah, yeah)
She bad, so I bent her over like a doggy (woo)
I cut him off because he worthless, now he salty (uh-huh)
I got a thing for bad bitches when they bossy (I like that)
Hustle 'til I'm dead, I'll get some sleep in the coffin
I'ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot
I'ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot
Until all this shit rot, until all this shit rot
Until all this shit rot, until all this shit rot
I'ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot
I'ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot
I'ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot
I'ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot (uh-huh)
Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
Lately I been hearin' a lot of voices in my head (damn)
Damn (damn), damn (damn), damn (damn), damn (shit)
They woke me straight up by my sleep and said, "Go buy a Lamb'" (damn)
You ain't shit if your son don't wanna be just like his daddy (damn)
Twenty racks, bust down, Cartier glasses (damn)
You got bitch habits, I got money habits (damn)
I tried to spare that pussy, fuck 'em, let him have it (dump)
I only fuck with my kind, yep, I'm selfish (solid)
I can't kick it with a fuck nigga, you a peasant (damn)
Ridin' around in my double-izzar with my FN (my FN)
Somethin' very icy always on my left hand
I'ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot (ha)
I'ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot (ayy)
Until all this shit rot, until all this shit rot (yeah)
Until all this shit rot (yeah, yeah)
Until all this shit rot (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot
I'ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot (it's Dolph)
I'ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot
I'ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot (uh-huh)