Lyrical Breakdown of Medicine Man - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Dr. Dre feat. Eminem, Candice Pillay & Anderson .Paak weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Medicine Man" 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. Eminem, Candice Pillay & Anderson .Paak 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. Eminem, Candice Pillay & Anderson .Paak's narrative.

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Doc, Doctor Dre, you gotta give us some good news!

Yeah, about that...

Don't let 'em find out, the bitch in you

Don't let 'em find out, the snitch in you

Fame and fortune, it's not your forte

Fuck the world now, I'm done with foreplay

Doctor's orders

Go fuck yourself

Take two of these in the morning, overdose and kill yourself

Doctor's orders...

Listen, this is my evaluation

This shit over saturated, y'all can get evacuated

Kids sipping Actavis and they ain't even activated

Married to the internet, stuck in place, salivating

Ain't nobody graduating

Don't nobody love this shit the way I love it

That's why I gotta hate it

Everybody out for fame, that ain't no exaggeration

Damn I'm getting aggravated, fuck, I'm getting agitated

Teachers so underpaid in these fucking schools

The police got our name in all they databases

Girls be thirteen acting twenty-two

Niggas be forty-four acting half they ages

Somebody tell me, what the fuck is going on?

These niggas in tight shit, I'm in the fucking Matrix

It's looking like a sign of the revelation

'Bout time of the return of the fuckin' greatest

I got all these patients man

How come they ain't patient with me?

They just think I want the money, why?

When I can't take it with me

Y'all don't do it for the love, for the love not

They gon' find out who you are

Just admit 'fore you get admitted

Say, what you living about?

(Fuck you gon' tell me?)

Do you remember where you started out though?

You're looking lost now

(You want a pass? Oh, damn)

Fake it 'til you make it, take your little paper

But when you look in the mirror your credibility's gone now

I'd rather be hated on for who I am

Than to be loved for who I'm not, that's word to Doc

Fame and fortune, it's not your forte

Fuck the world now, I'm done with foreplay

Doctor's orders

Go fuck yourself

Take two of these in the morning, overdose and kill yourself

In the beginning a few of the people who had a problem

I was this good, scoffed, I just shook off

Probably reminded you of the first time you saw Tiger Woods' golf

Never thought about how much my race and nationality meant

But based on how I ascended, see how plain it was now, they want me to jet

No one really gave a fuck about my descent, 'till I took off

Mistook me because I look soft

But I stood tall, I just follow the (Doctor's orders)

So I rose and grew balls, told these hoes to screw off

Decided opposing you is what I'm 'posed to do alls

I did was say what I'm feeling when the vocal booth calls

And had you on pins and needles when I spoke to you all

You felt my pain, it's almost like I poked voodoo dolls

And I hope my spirit haunts the studios when I'm gone

My picture jumps off a poster and just floats through the halls

And fucking goes through the walls like the ghost of Lou Rawls

Karma's headed for Armageddon, the drama setter, I'm going in

Already got an arm and head in, whoever said words are just words

Ain't heard me word them, I give a fuck

If my image even ends up taking a personal hit

Whoever I hurt or whatever bridges I burned in this bitch

And whatever bitches feel like they didn't deserve what they get

And whatever consequences come with every verse, it's worth it

So Doc turn the beat on, whose turn is it to get murdered on it?

And here's to all the years I spent toeing a line to overtime

As sure as a mole is blind, in my mind

I'm still underground as a groundhog and I'mma go for mine

Like a whole furrow just tryna dig up some gold and diamonds and coal to find

No signs of slowing these lines are my nines

I just load up the most rhymes and open fire with a closed mind

All I needed was someone to co-sign, been a (Doctor's)

Assault rifle with the sniper scope for this whole time

Day one, say when to blast just, give me the order, I spray, uh

Pain in the ass you'll get shot in the ass with a paint gun

Ain't no one safe from, non-believers there ain't none

I even make the bitches I rape cum

I'm waiting on someone to say something

Dre make the bass pump and let the tape run for old time's sake

I spit it straight through, this is take one

The moment you're waiting for has come but the...

Fame and fortune, it's not your forte

Fuck the world now, I'm done with foreplay

Doctor's orders

Go fuck yourself

Take two of these in the morning, overdose and kill yourself

Doctor's orders...

Doctor's orders...