Lyrical Breakdown of The Scenic Route - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "The Scenic Route" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Anderson .Paak weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "The Scenic Route" 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 Anderson .Paak 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 Anderson .Paak's narrative.
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Biggest, the untouchable (huh)
D-R-E (what's up, my nigga? Business is boomin')
Rozay (yeah, what?)
Welcome to the playground for the bosses
If you ever counted us out, bitch, you couldn't count
Motherfuckin' absurd amounts
The unthinkable (go 'head, speak the truth)
I'm makin' pussy niggas push the panic button (boss)
I'm watchin' all these niggas runnin' out of money
Waterfalls, foreign cars and Italian luggage
Just showing off my war scars and they all love it
I want it all, marble walls and my dogs runnin'
Southside of Compton and did it all from nothin' (huh)
Above the law, I get a call and we all comin'
Once they know I push the button, niggas start runnin' (bang)
Fuck 'em all, livin' large and we all gunners
I'm still in charge, temper's short with the tall numbers
Expensive calls, still extortin' all the frauds comin'
I could buy the Dodgers with my credit card money
It's a fantasy for niggas on the other side (I say)
I'll be damned if I don't put my family first in line (family)
Such a tragedy what happened to them other guys (I pray)
Don't be mad at me, it's just the way the shit designed (some way)
It's a fantasy for niggas on the other side (I say)
I'll be damned if I don't put my family first in line (family)
Such a tragedy what happened to them other guys (I pray)
Don't be mad at me, it's just the way the shit designed (I'ma say)
Huh, fantasies for niggas that done fantasized (fuck 'em)
I got you niggas dancin' like it's Hammer Time (yes)
In them funny pants, I had a gun in mine (chea)
LeBron James numbers, go 'head, analyze 'em
Will Smith bitches in the summertime (woop, woop)
It's still Cali love until they gun me down (blaow)
I did a verse, he gave your boy a hundred pounds (woo)
Rozay and Doc Dre, now how the fuck that sound?
They love the candy paint, they wanna see it bounce (yes)
Ayy, my niggas, I might let down the top and take the scenic route (yes)
I just wanna mob and maybe steam an ounce
Bitch, it's Doc Dre, Impalas, bring 'em out (huh)
It's a fantasy for niggas on the other side (I say)
I'll be damned if I don't put my family first in line (family)
Such a tragedy what happened to them other guys (I pray)
Don't be mad at me, it's just the way the shit designed (some way)
It's a fantasy for niggas on the other side (I say)
I'll be damned if I don't put my family first in line (family)
Such a tragedy what happened to them other guys (I pray)
Don't be mad at me, it's just the way the shit designed (I'ma say)