Lyrical Breakdown of Dedication 2 - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Dedication 2" 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 "Dedication 2" 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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Wake up muthafuckas it's Weezy you got a problem Hats to dem Katrina victims we still mobbin Shiny black coupe at night look like a goblin AK on da backseat baby it's so... Wake up muthafuckas it's Weezy you got a problem Hats to dem Katrina victims we still mobbin Shiny black coupe at night look like a goblin AK on da backseat baby it's so vivrant Watch me let it spray like a hydrant Can't dodge it You not gettin wet in da rain it's not logic She gon give dat pussy to Wayne I'm so obliged just Live and direct from inside of ya bitch body And Heidi Ho! What do you know I'm ridin in da same streets ma pops died in I got em And I get dat money tell ma momma I'm grindin And I'll be comin home with our future in my pocket Shoot if you block it Leave a nigga? Aqua? Murder da adults and let da kids get adopted Sit it in da pot and watch me rise to power Gettin out 20 american pies an hour Goddamn Excuse me ma'am but I'm da man And you better out ma money in my hand Stop playin Got ends No friends Jus brothers One color And I'll spread da muthafucka all over your room shutters Yea They knew better I'm two letters I'm like MJ at two-three and no G I'm low-key Cause niggas and bitches is police I roll leaf Patchin up da gang a slow leak I'm Weezy Baby... Pussy ass niggas Fake ford ass niggas Tryna save da past Sim card ass niggas Them boys laugh at ya Dem boys gon kill ya And dem niggas dats with ya Could die right with ya I be shootin everything up in ma eyesight mister I say I might miss ya But Lil Fee-Fee gon hit ya And lil Currency will split ya Mack Maine will straight flip ya Let Taz-Po ship ya Den we all forget ya I'm sittin in da kitchen like why can't we all get richer Got paint on my hands from paintin a perfect picture Den I tell lil Josh roll up da perfect swisha Goddamn Da hurricane to da weedman we miss ya I'm da best just listen I ain't what da game been missin Ask my nigga Juelz I been here since 12 Send shells Let em save themselves Fuck dem niggas and they pals Pow Pow