Lyrical Breakdown of Get You Some - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Busta Rhymes weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Get You Some" 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 Busta Rhymes 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 Busta Rhymes's narrative.

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Chorus: Marsha: Money, cars, clothes, sexy worlds, plenty more, go... Get You Some. Q-Tip: Mansion, lot's, planes, Phantoms, bitch you better... Marsha: Go... Get You Some. Q-Tip: Hustlin' jugglin' robbin' stealin' shit, I gotta get this fuckin'... Marsha: Money, cars, clothes, sexy worlds, plenty more, go... Get You Some. Q-Tip: Fortune, power, fame, passion for this shit you need to... Marsha: Go... Get You Some. Q-Tip: Don't stop, nigga we ain't done, gun it through your fuckin' road block. [Busta Rhymes:] I'm sayin' who told y'all to let a muh'fucker back on the block? With the bullshit, see y'all done fucked-up now! Turn the volume up & bang it out the trunk now! You gotta problem son? Imagine how the club sound Look & see I'm ready to spark it Soon as I zoom on my target, muh'fucker better roll out the carpet See the way I comin' through & how I kick in the door Watch how I coffee grind like never before. the way I wreck from the door So I mack wit' em, passin' 'em, when I'm speakin I'm preachin' all my niggas out in every hood! You tryin' to compete? You better be incredibally good! Niggas you want heat? I figured you would! That's I waste no time to give it to you niggas, this time I give you all the jewels in, this rhyme, & then I put it down to you all! I can't get enough of it niggas, I gotta ex-plore many All of my options, I gotta get me plenty more... Chorus: Marsha: Money, cars, clothes, sexy worlds, plenty more, go... Get You Some. Q-Tip: Mansion, lot's, planes, Phantoms, bitch you better... Marsha: Go... Get You Some. Q-Tip: Hustlin' jugglin' robbin' stealin' shit, I gotta get this fuckin'... Marsha: Money, cars, clothes, sexy worlds, plenty more, go... Get You Some. Q-Tip: Fortune, power, fame, passion for this shit you need to... Marsha: Go... Get You Some. Q-Tip: Don't stop, nigga we ain't done, gun it through your fuckin' road block. [Busta Rhymes:] Alot of niggas shit sound dated I'm like Shaq, franchise player just got traded To the #1 team in the league See I ain't on J Records, I'm on Dr. Dre Records, Aftermath bitch! You need to learn 'cause you ain't knowin' the half, bitch! & While I'm gone I'm puttin' dough in the stash, bitch! So new & fresh I say it again So what it do, don't test see I'm a blaze to the end I'm comin' through, so confess you niggas know who the kid I'm like a newborn nigga, that's securin' a win Hot! So new & so current & they hate this The streets'll classify in another level of greatness I'm here to fix up the game, I'm givin' it a facelift New & improved, watch the way I make the game shift! Now watch me swing it out the ballpark I come to shut it down, don't let the war start while I come to get the... Choru Marsha: Money, cars, clothes, sexy worlds, plenty more, go... Get You Some. Q-Tip: Mansion, lot's, planes, Phantoms, bitch you better... Marsha: Go... Get You Some. Q-Tip: Hustlin' jugglin' robbin' stealin' shit, I gotta get this fuckin'... Marsha: Money, cars, clothes, sexy worlds, plenty more, go... Get You Some. Q-Tip: Fortune, power, fame, passion for this shit you need to... Marsha: Go... Get You Some. Q-Tip: Don't stop, nigga we ain't done, gun it through your fuckin' road block.