Lyrical Breakdown of It Could Go - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "It Could Go" 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 "It Could Go" 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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Ayo Bans, what you cooking?
Oooh (la-la-la, mmm-mmm)
La-la-la
I ain't no 2Pac of this generation, I'm AI YoungBoy
You try to get ahead of this generation, you'll get a run for it
Got a lot of risks inside my situation, but I was born for it
I'll take the breath pipe from a nigga, he tryna find a ho card
Mama please, let me wipe the tears off top of your eye
I look deep and I could see myself dyin'
I wonder why I took the Z's, for me to wear a glove with this Glock (that I pay his round)
My mistakes as a child, successful clown
Fell before I come, and ain't nobody tried to lift me up
Check dude off the line, it hit my mind, he tried to stick me up
Tell you more two times, they slung that iron and tried to bend me up
Pussy bitch, keep tryin' and still ain't rich as us
(La-la-la) This shit ain't the same no more
(La-la-la) Go to poppin', bitch, hit the floor
(La-la-la) Can you take away this pain, oh Lord?
(La-la-la) Ain't no switchin' up anyway, it could go
From (?) to the 'Yo
From my grandma house to the hospital
Don't talk that gangster shit to me, you ain't never shot niggas
I'm a real top peeler and I'm known around the world, I'm Top, nigga
(Lil' bro a block spinner)
Spray from the Tahoe, who the ho now, nigga?
Treat my like a dog, I changed the life
Can't even fuck to make it right
And you so different, now you wishin' I know more, ain't like my type
Fuck the industry, lose the hype
I'm a user, fuck with drug dealers
Real connected, use my city for the plug niggas (bBelieve me)
When you 'round me don't type poor, you's around white boys
Green flag 'round, that's a die hard, they'll take your life for it
Thirty grand for the kidnap that boy, you got it, my boy?
I'ma take half and then just pay for it, then supply the night toys
Create the night noise
You barely know me
But I'ma open up myself to you
You said you love me