Lyrical Breakdown of Murder Was the Case (feat. Snoop Doggy Dogg) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Murder Was the Case (feat. Snoop Doggy Dogg)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Dr. Dre weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Murder Was the Case (feat. Snoop Doggy Dogg)" 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 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's narrative.

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This is Angela Sanders coming to you live From the scene of yet another murder mystery It seems that entertainer Snoop Doggy Dogg has been murdered We have no information at this time Vean, y aquí estamos a-, mataron a Snoop Doggy Dogg Y no sé qué pasó aquí, pero Hay mucha gente y hay mucha sangre As I look up, at the sky My mind starts trippin', a tear drops my eye My body temperature falls I'm shakin', and they breakin', tryin' to save a Dogg Pumpin' on my chest and I'm screamin' I stop breathin', damn I see demons Dear God, I wonder, can ya save me? I can't die my boo-boo's 'bout to have my baby I think it's too late for prayin', hold up A voice spoke to me and it slowly started sayin' "Bring your lifestyle to me, I'll make it better" And how long will I live? "Eternal life and forever" Oh, will I be, the G that I was? "I'll make your life better than you can imagine or even dreamed of So relax your soul, let me take control Close your eyes, my son" My eyes are closed (Murder) murder was the case that they gave me (Murder) murder was the case that they gave me (Murder) murder was the case that they gave me (Murder) murder was the case that they gave me I'm fresh up out my coma I got my momma and my daddy and my homies in my corner "It's gonna take a miracle," they say For me to walk again' and talk again' but anyway I get fronted some keys to get back on my feet And everything that nigga said, came to reality Livin' like a baller, low I'm havin' money, and blowin' hella chronic smoke I bought my momma a Benz, and bought my boo-boo a Jag And now I'm rollin' in a nine-trizzay El Do-Ray Just remember who changed your mind 'Cause when you start set-trippin', that ass mine Indeed, agreed, proceed to smoke weed Never have a want, never have a need They say I'm greedy, but I still want more 'Cause my eyes wanna journey some more, really dog (check it out) Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the lord, my soul to keep If I should die before I wake I pray the lord my soul to take (murder was the case that they gave me) Murder was the case that they gave me Murder was the case that they gave me No more indoor, Gin' and Juice I'm on my way to Chino, rollin' on the Grey Goose Shackled from head to toe 25 with the izzle, with nowhere to gizzo I know them niggaz from the other side recognize my face 'Cause it's the O.G. D-O-double-G, L-B-C Mad doggin' niggaz 'cause I don't care Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair Niggaz stare as I enter the center They send me to a level three yard, that's where I stay Late night I hear toothbrushes scrapin' on the floor Niggaz gettin' they shanks, just in case the war, pops off 'Cause you can't tell what's next My little homie baby boo, he took a pencil in his neck And he probably won't make it to see 22 I put that on my momma, I'ma ride for you baby boo (Murder) murder was the case that they gave me (Murder) murder was the case that they gave me (Murder) murder was the case that they gave me (Murder) murder was the case that they gave me Switch