Lyrical Breakdown of 1989 - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "1989" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how DJ Drama weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "1989" 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 DJ Drama 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 DJ Drama's narrative.
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Every other city we go
Every other ghetto
No matter where I go
I see the same foes
Ayo, we can meet at Carbone, meet me at the Aria
Hundred round Glock on me (gangsta, gangsta)
Look wrong, I'm poppin' ya (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Three-piece Salvatore, lookin' like the mafia (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Wrist cost 20 bricks, neck like a hockey puck
Hopped out the Maybach (skrrt), then did a walk up (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Every bad bitch in my city, I done fucked 'em (ahh)
I'm the flyest you done ever seen, nigga fuck ya
Bodybag on top of bodybag, nigga wassup? (Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot)
Hustler in my veins, learned the game from Uncle Bacon
Central Park legend, cheffin' in Versace aprons (whip)
Rest in peace Dip, lil' bitch, I'm the shit (ah)
Rest in peace Munch, havin' gecko for lunch
Rest in peace Pete, park the Benz in the street (skrrt)
Rest in peace Boo, got shooters on the roof (grr)
Rest in peace Joe, richest nigga in the low
Bricks got hit then stamped on it off the boat (mmm)
I heard them niggas tellin', my niggas present
Hit his ass with a buckshot (boom boom boom) that nigga yellin'
Smilin' on my mugshot (mmm), two-time felon
Bullets went clean through (Boom boom boom) now we stretchin'
One thousand (one thousand)
One thousand (one thousand)
36 ounces, I turned up in public housing
36 ounces, rich in public housing
I might shoot the Rolls-Royce through your block (I might shoot the Rolls through your block)
I might shoot the Maybach through your block (I might shoot the Maybach through your block, Gangsta, gangsta)
I might have young boy come, fuck it (brr, baow-baow)
One thousand (brr, baow, baow, baow, baow, woo)
One thousand (one thousand)
Smilin' on the fed cameras (on the fed cameras)
Rest in peace Will, we still smilin' at the fed cameras (ha ha ha), 36 ounces (woo)
Had my momma calling my phone like (woo)
"This shit gotta stop one day" (woo)
If ain't no switch on it, that ain't gunplay (brr, baow, baow)
I might drop a hundred bricks on yo' block (a hundred)
I might have a hundred shooters on yo' block (ha, ha ha, ha, ha)
You know me and my niggas really rich, do you not?
One thousand (one thousand)
One thousand (one thousand)
36 ounces, I turned up in public housing (I turned it up)
36 ounces, bricks in public housing (I turned it up)
I might shoot the Rolls-Royce through your block (keep goin')
I might shoot the Maybach through your block (real shit)
I might have young boy come fuck it (brr, baow-baow)
Say a prayer for me, Stove
Gangsta Grizills
"And Then You Pray For Me"
Lord knows I need it
Demons on my shoulders
Demons in the streets
Demons in my sheets
None of y'all can stop God body
Trials and tribulations only make me stronger
We built for this
Nigga, we built it
Been preaching to the streets forever
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