Lyrical Breakdown of Dangerous Job - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Dangerous Job" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Boosie Badazz weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Dangerous Job" 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 Boosie Badazz 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 Boosie Badazz's narrative.
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Danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don't know, rappin' hard
Danger, danger
Danger, danger, danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don't know, rappin' hard
Lions, tigers, bears, snakes
Lions, tigers, bears, snakes
Danger, danger
Danger, danger, danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don't know, rappin' hard
Bitch it's danger, danger
Danger, danger, danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don't know, rappin' hard
They just killed Nipsey Hussle
I ain't lying, shit real
I need another hustle, too many of us getting killed
Or we goin' to jail
The prosecutor hate us too, we in the living hell
Our baby mama's want our money and they raising hell
This shit ain't right
Send that man to jail for riding a motherfuckin' bike
Plus we gotta keep a pistol every motherfuckin' night
'Cause it's always different people when we hoppin' off a flight
You ready?
I ain't backin' down bitch, I want smoke
Five black bitches coming to your front door
Runnin' off your mouth, I am not these rap niggas
Every nigga 'round me on go to jail
Stitchin' should have had his extension, it got me mad
Another rapper dead for gettin' money, like yeah
Bank head, that nigga bank head
Can't believe banking
So I wake up every morning with 30, 30, 30
Lions, tigers, bears, snakes
Lions, tigers, bears, snakes
Danger, danger
Danger, danger, danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don't know, rappin' hard
Bitch it's danger, danger
Danger, danger, danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don't know, rappin' hard
I call Donkey nigga, I was lonely nigga
I told him say a prayer for me every morning nigga
He musta felt that on my heart, they murdered homie nigga
He told me boosie, God love ya and he want ya wit' him
I told him donkey, I've been strapped like The Matrix, baby
Gotta ride like this, I'ma rap, crazy
Niggas outchea crazy, crazy, these niggas lazy
I let my guard down and you snaked me
I'm fuckin' wit
Lions, tigers, bears, snakes
Lions, tigers, bears, snakes
Danger, danger
Danger, danger, danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don't know, rappin' hard
Bitch it's danger, danger
Danger, danger, danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don't know, rappin' hard
You might be gangster, gangster
Gangster, gangster, you might be hard
But it's still a dangerous job
Nigga, don't let down your guard
You might be gangster, gangster
Gangster, gangster, you might be hard
But it's still a dangerous job
Nigga, don't let down your guard
Rap is dangerous
I ain't die young, 'cause I roll with one
I ain't die young, 'cause I roll with one
I ain't die young, 'cause I roll with one
I ain't die young, 'cause I roll with one