Lyrical Breakdown of Mine - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Mine" 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 "Mine" 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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Yeah How the fuck a nigga gon' try to tell me 'bout this motherfuckin' ice that I'm rockin'? 'Bout these motherfuckin' bitches that I'm fuckin' and (what?) Suckin' and (suck it), puttin' 'em in a bucket, then Beat that pussy up like it's the twelfth round (beat it) Up in niggas' towns with my Zoe Pounds (Zoes) I don't go around since it come around (get it?) Wet diamonds in my mouth, if I kiss her, she drown (mwah) If I leave a nigga white t-shirt red, it'll be a peppermint or a baseball, nigga (woo) I know they sick and tired of hearin' 'bout my jewelry But if it fall on the ground, yeah, you might just slip and fall, nigga (woo) She a shark, she like a Jaws, nigga (woo) Your bitch say she wants a tall nigga (woo) You are one midget, you too small, nigga (little) Yeah, she suck my dick and rub my balls, nigga (suck it, suck it) Uh, big money over here, man (racks, racks) Still active, don't let me show all my skills, man (damn) Yeah, my jeans, they blue dolphin, not no SEALs, man (nah) I run up money, run up gold like a pilgrim Nigga, how the hell you gon' tell me what's mine? I remember on the block I was servin' them dimes, yeah How the hell you gon' tell me what's mine? If them boys didn't have no dope, I was sellin' you mines, hey How the hell you gon' tell me what's mine? Little nigga, gon' and tell me what's all on your mind, yeah All on your mind, yeah (what's on your mind, nigga?) Nigga, big bands on my mind, nigga Nigga (ayy), catch these ones like the swine, nigga Nigga (here), you be cuffin' with no ties, nigga (she not yours) Leanin', twin dimes and they mine, fold 'em like a pork rind I know Bloods that rock burgundy, no wine (rrah) Told that nigga best believe I'ma stay from 'round In the back of the car screamin' YSL, hold it down (slatt, slatt) Yeah, hold it down 'til he come back off on an appeal (what?) That's the real deal (hey) I'ma eat that pussy down, then I'ma roll up some kush straight out the fields (and what?) I tell her straight to her face if she don't do it I know someone that will, you know the deal I don't wanna drink no lean with these niggas if it's not double-sealed (why?) And that's the real Nigga, big, big ballin', no budget (no budget) And my car is rare like a mullet (skrrt, skrrt) I see this bitch from up the stairs, she ain't ugly (no) Bitches bome up to my room and they get slutty (come on, bae) Bitches ball me Jeff and the F stand for fuckin' (woah) One more time for my jewelry, yes, it's flooded (woo) Take that dick up out her coochie, then I butt it (butt) All these niggas with me Blooded like we cutted (SooWoo) Nigga, how the hell you gon' tell me what's mine? I remember on the block I was servin' them dimes, yeah How the hell you gon' tell me what's mine? If them boys didn't have no dope, I was sellin' you mines, hey How the hell you gon' tell me what's mine? Little nigga, gon' and tell me what's all on your mind, yeah All on your mind, yeah (what's on your mind, nigga?)