Lyrical Breakdown of They Still Like Me - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "They Still Like Me" 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 "They Still Like Me" 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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Ok ok ok
That's what im talking about man
I killed that shit man
That right there that's easy man
You know what I mean
Gimme Something else drama
Man Im on fire man Rock.
Watch this man. Dramatic
Pussy motherfuckers what it do
Holla at me.
All them niggas Tryin to hate me
And them bitches tryin to Have me
Im a Money Man
Yup I get it From my daddy hoe
And boy we could beef
Like no you in a cali oh
Hollygrove my Daddy home
Let that automatic go
Test me when I'm chillen and
I'll kill ya from my patio
Bitch my shadow look good
I'm just feelin wheezy
Hop in my Shit and say goodbye
Cuz the ceilings Leaving
Believe me,
They aint trying to see me
Tell 'em I'll be the nigga with the burner and beaner
I'm the fireman she just call me when she steamin
I wet her up and put her out and leave the bitch dreamin.
Niggas say they hot but its really not seemin.
If these guys bad then I gotta be a demon
Waynes getting money like Damon and Kenan
Try and take it from me and I'm aiming and beaming
Bangin and leaving
Stains on the cement
Slide the cracker something so they tame the police man
Left in a Porsche came in a Karnish
And I'm fresh yeah the Gucci sweats came with the creases
I'm hot but I'm cold I just change with the seasons
Trying to put some cheese on my pieces
If your lookin for ya nigga
I'll be where the water gets deeper
Huggin on that money tryin to put it in a sleeper
Yeah I'm here,
Who the fuck wanna say something
Leave your whole head empty like a strained pumpkin
Make no assumptions,
I'm hustling
Your girlfriend guzzling,
You thought she wasn't
Name still buzzin even when I'm doin nothing,
But im never doing nothing
Cuz im always getting money
That's simple jack ass
If you don't get it you're a dummy
And them niggas that dis me
Ain't nothing but pure pussy
Sure honey I done heard what you said
But if a nigga really cared
You'd already be dead
Just a young ass nigga
With some old ass bread
Yes I keep them dollars running
Like them bitches got legs
And my nigga (tas pope)? been ridin wit me since pegs
And my right wrist is lookin like a cracked open egg
That's white and yellow diamonds
Adjust your lighting
I got em so mad but
Ooh I think they like me