Lyrical Breakdown of Doin My Own Thing - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Doin My Own Thing" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how 50 Cent weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Doin My Own Thing" 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 50 Cent employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Oh, Oh, G-G-G, G-Unit!
Ha ha! Yeah!
It's 50 Cent
And Lloyd Banks
And Tony Yayo
Nigga, ha ha (Ha, ha)
You gotta love it, New York city
Haha
I've been doin' my own thing
You can tell by the stones on my neck
And my wrist and my ears, I'm doin' my thing (ha, ha)
I said I've been doin' my own thing
You can tell by my Benz, by my BM and my Hummer, damn, I'm doin' my thing
Uh, yea, my chain is so heavy, I think it's necessary
For me to talk about all of the stones in my bezey (Yea!)
I used to push a Chevy (Uh huh), I'm 'bout to cop a Bentley (What)
And stunt on these niggas till my tank on empty
This gangsta shit is in me, the money, I got plenty
I still hustle but I don't cop jewels from Benny
I know a stripper named Jenny, a marked nigga named Vinny
A A&R named Lenny, a CEO named Diddy
50 is so witty, 50 is so high
50 got the fuckin' hood on lock, what
I've been doin' my own thing
You can tell by the stones on my neck
And my wrist and my ears, I'm doin' my thing (ha, ha)
I said I've been doin' my own thing
You can tell by my Benz, by my BM and my Hummer, damn, I'm doin' my thing
When I'm knockin' you down no one can save ya
From the other side of the door it sounds like you goin' through labor (Ah, ah)
My passport valid so I'm goin' through Asia
Flying to Paris, stoppin' in Britain, shoppin' and shittin' (Yea!)
If you ain't jumpin' off in the truck, you walkin'
We got frozen hearts, get on the bus like Rosa Parks
My name poppin' so I'm highering the price
Bitch, I'm 'bout to make enough money to buy you a life (Ooooh!)
I've been doin' my own thing
You can tell by the stones on my neck
And my wrist and my ears, I'm doin' my thing (ha, ha)
I said I've been doin' my own thing
You can tell by my Benz, by my BM and my Hummer, damn, I'm doin' my thing
I got so many hoes that my pimp game nasty (Uh huh)
The only time I don't fuck is in the aids capital (Yea!)
When you look at the watch, you have a hard time seein'
I got so many rocks they have a hard time breathin' (Come on!)
See the cross on my neck
Hoes wanna know what's the cost on my neck
First she said no, now she almost said yes
Now we in the telly and we both buttnake'
Workin' up a sweat
I've been doin' my own thing
You can tell by the stones on my neck
And my wrist and my ears, I'm doin' my thing (ha, ha)
I said I've been doin' my own thing
You can tell by my Benz, by my BM and my Hummer, damn, I'm doin' my thing
Yeah nigga
You know it's me when I'm cruisin' through ya motherfuckin' hood and shit nigga don't try to act like you don't know it's me
And shit, you know I'm sayin'?
I ain't put no tints on the motherfucker so you can see me nigga
If I'ma spend 125,000 dollars on some wheels
I want you to get a good look nigga, heh huh heh
Yeah look at me
Look at the license plate, the license plate say "Get One" nigga, heh huh
Can you get one nigga?
-- Synced by NoMan --