Lyrical Breakdown of Collateral Damage - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• 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 "Collateral Damage" 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.
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Real I already know what I'm facing, I already know like I know if you do this, This can come with that, that can come behind that Federal, I don't give a fuck Just know that every action come with a reaction Whatever you dish out you gotta get back I said I was done with that drank, now I'm relapsing I said I was done with that tec and the Act' We take the dope out the ceilin' and repack it We take it out and finessin' that We can pop that shit off, ain't with all the jaw jackin' I ain't with the talkin' I ain't with the talk There's a chance she catchin' feelings if I fucked her (Ugh ugh) I swear that she might There's a chance she can cross me out if I trust her I don't wanna do that I know there's a chance the bomb ain't landin' I got my fingers crossed, man I hope This shit gotta happen, collateral damage Fuck how it turn out, this shit gotta happen, yeah Yeah I've been peppin' these niggas out here with the slick hate (Niggas out here down' a whole lot of hatin') Walk around with that cake on me like it's my b-day (I got them hunnids and now I'm head honcho) Move around and I'm with some hitters out of VA (I'm with some hitters, they out of Virginia) GO with your mood and get burnt like a cremate Fuck how it is, fuck how they turn out I'm e'rywhere with my strap out (E'rywhere) They lookin' at me like, "Damn he bookin"" I'm in the bank with the pack out (Right now) He goes right nigga 'til he threw a cross I was blind to it, I would throw it off Never again 'fore I take a loss Lord, forgive me, gotta knock out his thoughts These niggas must think I'm a hoe or somethin' Sendin' threats like I'ma foldTreadmill, they goin' nowhere fast And they mad 'cause I'm the one that God chose Got the streets on lock, figure four Real Snow, hoe might catch a cold Prometh' got me movin' slow And the trap work' out, cardio Just know that every action come with a reaction Whatever you dish out you gotta get back I said I was done with that drank, now I'm relapsing I said I was done with that tec and the Act' We take the dope out the ceilin' and repack it We take it out and finessin' that We can pop that shit off, ain't with all the jaw jackin' I ain't with the talkin' I ain't with the talk There's a chance she catchin' feelings if I fucked her (Ugh ugh) I swear that she might There's a chance she can cross me out if I trust her I don't wanna do that I know there's a chance the bomb ain't landin' I got my fingers crossed, man I hope This shit gotta happen, collateral damage Fuck how it turn out, this shit gotta happen My girl said she gon' fuck both of us up Now that's the collateral damage We fuck then she tryna cross both of us up You know I won't let that shit happen I cut that hoe off, now she outta luck She steady DM'n my family Now that's the collateral damage All that fake shit, man, I Swear I can't stand it All you want is respect and you know I won't hand it If I want him dead, you know I demand it Consequences, man I knew what could happen I told that nigga chill out wit' that cappin' Snatch my chain, we gon' end up ramblin' Up in the club, his homie, I stamp him Television Ain't no televised The way that we livin', ain't on no channel Might did ya who in the North with no Phantom Osama bin Laden, I ride on no camel I catch 'em, go straight to my feeling's like damn 'em Punch on a bitch, h ad to pay her then bandit Pocket full of all white dead bandit They want me to tell, I ain't sayin' it I know it gon' come with this shit If I up and hit your ass with a cannon Just know that every action come with a reaction Whatever you dish out you gotta get back I said I was done with that drank, now I'm relapsing I said I was done with that tec and the Act' We take the dope out the ceilin' and repack it We take it out and finessin' that We can pop that shit off, ain't with all the jaw jackin' I ain't with the talkin' I ain't with the talk There's a chance she catchin' feelings if I fucked her (Ugh ugh) I swear that she might There's a chance she can cross me out if I trust her I don't wanna do that I know there's a chance the bomb ain't landin' I got my fingers crossed, man I hope This shit gotta happen, collateral damage Fuck how it turn out, this shit gotta happen