Lyrical Breakdown of All In - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "All In" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how YoungBoy Never Broke Again weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "All In" 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 YoungBoy Never Broke Again 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 YoungBoy Never Broke Again's narrative.
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12Hunna on the beat
Goddamn, BJ made another one
If I say how I feel, would you really listen?
If you was all mine, I'd be all in
Came up outta that dirt pile, now I'm ballin'
And I don't need no church when I'm heaven-sent
Hope God put loyalty in all my friends
'Cause Lord knows I got they back to the end
Right now I'm recordin' with the mic' sittin' in my hand
I wish Three was on my left, where my styrofoam is
Got up out of Cypress
Went to the Woodlands, got a safe room in my crib
Ain't no tellin' when I'ma have to use it, we all know how I live
Keepin' my gun everywhere I go, we all know I'm still here
Question my girl but love her strong, we all know how that is
Prayin' for my daddy to come home, pray he get an appeal
Hope he come take me away, keep me from off of these pills
And come get me from off of this drank before my kidney say, "Fail"
Tell my son it made me calm, I don't know what I'm doin'
Tell my girl these hoes can't make me cum, I only want her to do it
Ten lines straight, goin' on ten days, my body ain't got no fluid
Please, oh, please don't die tryin', on the real
All alone, stalks and the shottas are unjudgemental
It ain't too far, right by the A.M. Mart where they left my nigga
Won't be that long, yeah, it'll be a while
'Til my love life right again, killas on side again
Butterflies, paradise, them bullets left out the wind
If I say how I feel, would you really listen?
If you was all mine, I'd be all in
If I took the clean route, bank accounts got cleaned out
We'll still be at war, ridin' with the mops
Tryna wipe the block down
.50 rounds at the bottom of that Glock, standin' in front mom's house
Steady screamin', "Gang life," know my time comin' 'round
If I say how I feel, would you really listen?
If you was all mine, I'd be all in
If I say how I feel, would you really listen?
If you was all mine, I'd be all in
(12Hunna on the beat)
(Goddamn, BJ made another one)