Lyrical Breakdown of Legendary - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Legendary" 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 "Legendary" 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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Legendary (yeah)
DJ Drama
It's Bunny Hop
Haha
Um, once upon a time, 2006, if I had to guess
Weezy F. baby was provin' to us he was the best
I was kick, pushin', them diamond dollars right on my feet
Saved up every penny, sacrificing any meal I could eat
Dedication, uh (woo!)
Dedication 3, the prequel
Broke my shell, that summer was dedicated to me
Now it's boats and arenas and 20,000 in Beamer
I'm seeing numbers (I'm blessed), I'm doing the Macarena
My big homies picking they planes based on the mattress
Your big homies hopin' these women claim 'em on taxes
Google my net worth and I laugh (ha-ha-ha-ha)
That's just a fraction
These ideas is stuck in the air, straight doin' backflips
Sweet Georgia Peach on my couch, I ate her (yeah)
The new crib come with a theater, hi hater
I bike 'round wave back to Hov, hi neighbor
I didn't want to deal with the mortgage, it's all paper
Big spender, the garages for big fenders
It's T, baby
Red vehicle, wheel bender
We was drinkin' them Shastas
Now we leasin' our masters
Don't you ever forget, it's Gangsta Grillz, you bastards
On the tour, bitch, I'm really like that (I'm really like that)
Eight cars to my name, bitch, I'm really like that (I'm really like that)
Ten years in this shit, bitch, I'm really like that (I'm really like that)
I put myself first (yeah), bitch, I'm really like that (mister)
I cut a nigga off, bitch, I'm really like that
I don't fuck with nobody, bitch, I'm really like that
Young T, Bunnyhop, bitch, I'm really like that
DJ Drama, Gangsta Grillz, I'm really like that