Lyrical Breakdown of Sedated - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Sedated" 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 "Sedated" 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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(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that's probably Tago)
Run and bring me that smoke while this recordin' track on (ayo, Bans, what you cookin'?)
I'm drinkin'
I got some Theraflu in here with me
Uh, molly, mhm-mhm-mhm
What up?
I'm off a Jigaboo
This Kentrell
That's my older brother Jigaboo
I don't really, I don't wan' start
(DJ Drama)
Molly capsule, uh
Molly on my gums, call me Buddha baby
Young nigga dressed in Saint Laurent
Like my big brother, we at odds, might kill each other, baby
That's crazy
Come get sedated, yeah, that my baby
I drove her fuckin' crazy, yeah
That my ol' lady, with her, I got two babies
Yeah, I'm a Buddha baby
Molly, she gon' boot up with me, yeah
Slime, tick-tick, this my time
L shit, I blow his mind
Check out how my Lamb' run
From out the window slang my iron (why?)
I don't gеt paid, then I'll be dammed, son
Somеbody might get robbed tonight
Not make it back inside tonight
Mom dukes gon' lose her child tonight
Bae, the police don't know many stars I got, I say five
4KTrey, I bang, and I live where nobody safe lie
I'm a rich-ass nigga, I don't need hype, yeah
I ain't got to stop the rhythm with it, Jason, fuck it
Molly capsule (uh)
Molly on my gums, call me Buddha baby
Young nigga dressed in Saint Laurent
Like my big brother, we at odds, might kill each other, baby
That's crazy
Come get sedated, yeah, that my baby
I drove her fuckin' crazy, yeah
That my ol' lady, with her, I got two babies
Yeah, I'm a Buddha baby
Molly, she gon' boot up with me, yeah
Out of all these drugs I do, you're definitely the most addictive
You're supposed to be my upper
All you do is bring me down
Now, how the hell I'm supposed to kick this off?