Lyrical Breakdown of What Goes On - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "What Goes On" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how 2Pac weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "What Goes On" 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 2Pac 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 2Pac's narrative.

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Mouse Man and The Wycked Yo check this out I need verse from each of y'all and I'mma do a verse So what really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on Mama raised me crazy Critics should've killed me as a baby Cause now I'm 21, they can't fade me See ya, I'm gettin' major paid, check my pager Poppin' mo' game than a Sega Sharp as a razor Rollin' cherokee and not a blazer Fuck the 5-0, watch for lasers Infrared beam moving at ya dome 'cause it's on One shot from the Glock and he's gone Tell me what goes on in the city That's colder than a dope fiends titty Testing one, two, testing one, two Get a grip bitch, come and get a whiff of this old slick shit You think ya movin' but ya dreamin' Nigga Oaktown, Oaktown's what they screamin' Uh, I'm doin' flicks, gettin' rich, fuck the Grammys Hand on my jammy word to granny What goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on I gotta ask y'all a question What's the point of nigga steppin' To the front if ya plan is so defencing I guess that some niggas don't know Frontin' like a bitch have ya size double cut low I know a bro who stuck like chuck in the middle of some shit Always off the grid Scratching and make nigga kill his momma Pimp his son, step to his boy with a gun and a stun Meet to the that I can be a coroner Victim of the old school I from the corner I remember the days You used to meet me by the school playin' flaza But now my niggas bangin' with the cups So when I got paid I hit em off wealth My old school G all around me I go to jail But when it came time to show a true color He was ghost and I was lyin' in the gutter Yo now whats going on So what really goes on (what's going on) So what really goes on So what really goes on (what's going on) So what really goes on The funk is on, all the day and all night, long poppin' cops To they chop, side-waist to the next spot Got my uz hang, extra clip, in case some punk bitch Wanna rip, beg to get some of this I duck and tossin' long than fifty niggas deeps in Jeeps Smokin' marijuana rather die than be Bustin' left at the precinct, and leach down low Peelin' cap, so they know, who's in control I'm gonna see 'em on the door Ra ta tat, ta ta was my Tec-9 Can't barely miss with dip, it's being back time Harder for every jail than some police and these hypocrites Equipped to kick a nigga's ass, hit the drop, move a hat quick Shoot a cop for every blow is ridin' and had a fo-fo, smoking cops like indo' So then maybe their friends know Straight outta Oaktown pruck 'em, smoke 'em make no tuck wit 'em Jackin' til the break of dawn That's really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on So what really goes on Dope fiends titty (tell me) What goes on in the city, that's colder than a dope fiends titty, tell me What goes on in the city, that's colder than a dope fiends titty, tell me What goes on in the city, that's colder than a dope fiends titty, tell me What goes on in the city, that's colder than a dope fiends titty, tell me What goes on in the city, that's colder than dope fiends titty, tell me What goes on in the city, that's colder than dope fiends titty, tell me What goes on in the city, colder than a dope fiends city (can you tell me)