Lyrical Breakdown of Anybody - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Oh, oh Oh, oh Somebody called for the queen? Oh, oh Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Oh, oh (Mmm) Thugger Ayy I never killed anybody (Body) But I got something to do with that body (Somethin', just shh) I got the streets on my back (On my back) Carry it like I'm moving a body (Huh) I told them to shoot a hundred rounds (Do-do) Like he tryna movie the body (Movie) It was like 11 in the morning Skippin' school, that's a truancy body I made me some racks in the morning I had me a pack by the morning I had me some racks by the morning I had a six-pack by the morning I got on a mink on pneumonia The racks keep me up only Foldgers I had a pack in my shoulder You gotta picture me rollin' You gotta picture me rollin' Pacific ice, I'm an ocean (Ocean) Ready for war like I'm Russia (Russia) Lady Chanel for the luggage (Luggage) My diamonds they tussling (They tussling) My neck and my belly on 'Tussin ('Tuss) They calling for me and they rushing (Rushing) You wanna be like me and I love it (Yeah) Hundred racks on her draws (Yeah) Big racks, better calm down (Yeah) If you're gon' ride, come around (Yeah) Whole squad smoking out the pound (Yeah) Squad goals on these hoes (Yeah) Maison Margiella my toes (Yeah) Farrakhan glasses for the chosen (Yeah) You can gon' get mad (Gon' get mad) Jumping in the Bent' with the too-dark tint And who's you? (Who's you?) My shawty pulling up with a real bad bitch I wanna fuck you too (Fuck you to) Drippin' my swag, ooh, pop tag, I'm (Mmhhm) I got a Smith & in the bag now I'm gettin' all type of cash, I'm a general true (Hey) I never killed anybody (Body) But I got somethin'g to do with that body (Somethin', just shh) I got the streets on my back (On my back) Carry it like I'm moving a body (Huh) I told them to shoot a hundred rounds (Do-do) Like he tryna movie the body (Movie) It was like 11 in the morning Skippin' school, that's a truancy body I made me some racks in the morning I had me a pack by the morning I had me some racks by the morning I had a six-pack by the morning I got on a mink on pneumonia The racks keep me up only Foldgers I had a pack in my shoulder You gotta picture me rollin' You gotta picture me rollin', packin' a semi (Wait) colon Ready for war like Korea, headlining shows out in Poland You should be cleanin' my mansion, my place is disgustin' Why don't you act like a Hoffman, and go get to dustin'? Latex on my draws, bitch, go clean my crown Can't hear my haters from way up here, they don't make a sound Body goals on these hoes, white paint on my toes When I send that new bae alert niggas gon' be mad Jumpin' in the Bent' and I switched to the Ghost like, who's you? Remember this face 'cause I'm that bitch you gon' lose to Drippin' in ice, fuck you looking at? Screw you It's squad goals when all your bitches pretty like New New I never killed anybody (Body) But I got somethin'g to do with that body (Somethin', just shh) I got the streets on my back (On my back) Carry it like I'm moving a body (Huh) I told them to shoot a hundred rounds (Do-do) Like he tryna movie the body (Movie) It was like 11 in the morning Skippin' school, that's a truancy body I made me some racks in the morning I had me a pack by the morning I had me some racks by the morning I had a six-pack by the morning I got on a mink on pneumonia The racks keep me up only Foldgers I had a pack in my shoulder You gotta picture me rollin' Jumpin' in the Bent' with the too-dark tint And who's you? My shawty pullin' up with a real bad bitch I wanna fuck you too Drippin' my swag, ooh, pop tag, I'm (Mmhhm) I got a Smith & in the bag now I get all type of cash, I'm a general, true (hey)