Lyrical Breakdown of Take Down - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Take Down" 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 "Take Down" 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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(Ayo, Bans, what you cookin'?)
I get out my body, out my body (it's Malik on the track)
Come on, uh, top
Uh-uh-uh, bitch, yeah, top, bitch
Uh-uh-uh, bitch, yeah, top, bitch (what you on, nigga?)
Lil' slime, dawg
YoungBoy, YoungBoy, there go that lil' crazy motherfucker
He a fuckin' menace, and he say that all them bitches love him
In your purse, put that pole baby, Mini Draco cutter
I'm a hustlin', thuggin', menace, me is moutherfucker
She wan' ride on me, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Can I have ten minutes to put some clothes on? That's a no-no
No-no, pussy, that's a no-no
I can't stand through it, I say, "Takedown"
She just wanna say she fuckin' on a player (on a player)
She a diamond, wrap that bitch just like a bale (like a bale)
That's my ho then that's my ho, I'm just too real
I turn her up, and she ain't comin' back for real (back for real)
She gon' make it pop, pop and drop down for me
She might buy a hot Glock and drop it off to me
I'ma make your partner drop for real, I ain't playin'
I turn on that TV, see your face on the news
Done put that TEC in that bitch bag, and, bitch, I got two
I ain't finna fight you, pussy nigga, I'ma shoot you
I just wanna go and buy a Fisker, 30-round drum, show you what it do
Nigga, you dumb, I don't fuck with you
And that ho you with not cool
Nigga, I'm poppin' these bands and poppin' these tags, for real, nigga, huh
Nigga, I'm gettin' these hoes, takin' off they head like kill, nigga, huh
Nigga, I get in that mode, make them young niggas drill, they drill, nigga, huh
Nigga that ain't my body, that ain't my body, I'm too real, nigga
Tryna act like me, the fuck is wrong with this pussy boy?
Buyin' all of the switches, you act wrong, you can get whoopin', boy
Fuck wrong with these niggas? I get shit brackin', ain't nothin' crackin', boy
Jump out the whip blastin', head, I crack it, that's a stolen car
YoungBoy, YoungBoy, there go that lil' crazy motherfucker
He a fuckin' menace, and he say that all them bitches love him
In your purse, put that pole baby, Mini Draco cutter
I'm a hustlin', thuggin', menace, me is moutherfucker
She wan' ride on me, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Can I have ten minutes to put some clothes on? That's a no-no
No-no, pussy, that's a no-no
I can't stand through it, I say, "Takedown" (takedown)