Lyrical Breakdown of Beast - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Beast" 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 "Beast" 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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Thugga Aye I need a freak Cause I'm a motherfucking beast Yeah I'm a motherfucking beast, nigga I'm in the street, why? Cause I'm a motherfucking beast I'm a motherfucking beast, nigga Ah Rollie pollie ollie, nigga No gold card, I use a trojan, nigga Drinking red, raviolis, nigga Fucked her in store 'til they was closing, nigga Head and pussy feed my motion, nigga I found her phone and I didn't scroll through, nigga Green slime ball, bases loaded nigga I think they jumped on my pockets cause they swollen, nigga Drophead, it's a drophead Haiti boy, I leave them shot dead You ain't no gangsta nigga, stop that I fucked that bitch before she gave me head Telling me you're gon' win That's some shit I don't know about Fucked her in the deep end That's some shit you gon' know about Big B, Willy B, still smoking gas, eyes low as a Chinese Still wearing flags, bitch I bleed 'til I'm deceased I ain't talking guns, but I smoke the head of Khalif' Call Thot-Keesha, she got the head of the week This so bien, mamacita no Weezy Nigga tatted her with nut and she ain't sleeveless She want every drop that come out a penis I need a freak Cause I'm a motherfucking beast Yeah I'm a motherfucking beast, nigga I'm in the street, why? Cause I'm a motherfucking beast I'm a motherfucking beast, nigga Ah First to pull up, I'm a, gangsta I know He know, she know, we know, take that, Debo Leave a fuck boy leaking bout a kilo I will, pull up, S-L-I-M-E, my steelo He see me kickin' shit now he wanna sell me that moto Plus he know I got stripes like Ocho Cinco Yeah he know a nigga Lion-hearted, no bingo The world could thing I'm dreaming but I swear to God he know What your momma tell you about playing with that fire? Didn't God tell you if you livin' you gon' die? When you shot 'em up you know that pressure was applied My nephew saw his daddy get sent out home to the sky If you knew any better he would've said 'don't break rules' If I didn't know better I would've stayed in a school If that bitch didn't know better I would've of played it in two If I didn't know better I would've crossed out God and went voodoo I need a freak Cause I'm a motherfucking beast Yeah I'm a motherfucking beast, nigga I'm in the street, why? Cause I'm a motherfucking beast I'm a motherfucking beast, nigga Ah I need a freak Cause I'm a motherfucking beast Yeah I'm a motherfucking beast, nigga I'm in the street, why? Cause I'm a motherfucking beast I'm a moth