Lyrical Breakdown of Issues - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Dr. Dre feat. Ice Cube, Anderson .Paak & Dem Jointz weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Issues" 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 Dr. Dre feat. Ice Cube, Anderson .Paak & Dem Jointz 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 Dr. Dre feat. Ice Cube, Anderson .Paak & Dem Jointz's narrative.

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From close range we official Cocaine, money and pistols Goddammit I got issues Can't be serious (Alright now here we go) Where my city at? Fuck with me, come on I know you're feelin' that Fuck with me, come on You know I'm really that Fuck with me, come on Come on, come on Don't even act like I ain't 'bout my business Mothafucka come on! Come on, come on Full clip, ammunition You don't wanna deal with these fuckin' consequences Fuckboys should tighten up a whole lot I got some niggas with me down for runnin' up in your spot And these niggas got hatchets and ratchets Some of them lethals up under the mattress And matter of fact this is a chance to show my lifestyle out to the masses But chances are I might get another negative reaction Think I'm a fraction, but I fucks 'em up like battery acid I gives a fuck what you think, nigga? This is my passion Survive through the time, you know my name, you know my reputation You know what it is, I don't need to give no explanation When you say my fuckin' name, add exclamation Los Angeles king now, make your bitch bring crowns To me and Dre, you don't like it, you can lay Think I'm quiet cause I'm actin', but my bank account gon' say "Fuck you!" Respected from SoCal out to the Bay Cashed a lot of checks this mornin', guess today was a good day Now I lay me down And wake up to gunshots in this crazy town Good mornin' And the sleepers will join the fallen But this is what the fuck is up, doin' this for my city Comp-town, Hub, this my fuckin' committee Shout out to Dub C, real nigga be with me C-Walkin' on these niggas with a crease in them Dickies You know how many nights I heard them sparks echo in the park? Around this time I was spinnin' records at Eve After Dark My city crazy, school girls used to play with that chalk Same chalk police used to outline niggas we lost You understand what I'm sayin'? Shit is crazy, man Fuck the money, yo this shit could never change me, man These new niggas in this bitch could never phase me, man I know it's strange but on some real shit it's plain as day I'm just havin' some fuckin' fun with this rap shit Nigga with an attitude, still gettin' active Man this industry to me, it feels a little plastic I ain't heard nothin' that I can consider classic, ugh But this is for my niggas who been runnin' with me And everybody in this bitch that's out there gunnin' for me And I got love for my people that stay one hundred with me I'ma keep it A1, been that way since day one Now I lay me down And wake up to gunshots in this crazy town Good mornin' And the sleepers'll join the fallen (And the sleepers'll join the fallen) So I lay me down And wake up to gunshots in this crazy town Good mornin' (And the sleepers will join the fallen) Drama make the city happy All I think about is makin' classics Classics for the masses This how you make a motherfuckin' classic (Classic) This is where I leave you Carry you In the city of Compton This is where I leave you Carry you Down the Pacific Coast This is where I leave you And all your issues