Lyrical Breakdown of I'm Da Man (feat. Mike Jones) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "I'm Da Man (feat. Mike Jones)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how E-40 weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "I'm Da Man (feat. Mike Jones)" 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 E-40 employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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[Chorus: Repeat 3X] Drank in my cup, blunt in my hand Hoes on my dick, 'cause they know I'm da mayn! Drank in my cup, blunt in my hand Hoes on my dick cause they know I'm the man I'm in the V.I.P. cause I'm very im-por-tant Unfortunately I see some niggaz I can't stand (I can't staind) So I stepped to them suckers and confronted 'em like I should We can settle this now or we can settle this in the hood Uhh, so what y'all wanna do? I got a hundred dudes We got a hundred tools, tryin' to get on somethin' new You married to the ave and still datin' I'm loyal to my soil, I don't need no ultimatum Stop hatin', I ride with my crimeys in crime I grind with the gritty and grime, let's go! I'm buyin my yola, you gettin' chronic I'm tryin' to go out the park, you tryin' to bunt it So you know if I drop it then it's a hit The game got it in my grip like a catcher's mitt [Chorus: ] Mike Jones, geyeah! Geyeah, Ice Age Entertainment Sick Wid It baby, geyeah! You know me I get that purple jelly in my cup, 84's rollin' up Hoes know I'm the man, cause I'm always showin' up My big bills so swoll that I can't even fold 'em up Big bills so swoll that I can't even fold 'em up Hold 'em up, who dat is representin' the South With them diamonds in his mouth, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Mike Jones, nigga in the streets I'm a king April 18th I'm droppin' "The American Dream" I'm 'bout to shut down the game, my car shut down the lane E-40, Mike Jones and Ice Age Entertain Gettin' change, we grippin' grain in the turnin' lane with a cup full of mud, and a pocket full of change Mike Jones, I'm sittin' sideways in my dropper Lookin' out for coppers, checkin' these boppers Mike Jones, 2-8-1, 3-3-oh 8-zero-zero-fo', holla at me, I got that [Chorus] [E-40 - echoes each phrase] Uhhhh, actin' bad, showin' my ass Havin' my cash, rappin' fast Duke of the ave, slangin' them sacks Like a sack, smokin' grass Blazin' the block, sellin' that hot Slickin' the cops, pushin' that rock Totin' them chops, open up shop Punchin' the clock, pistols cocked Havin' my change, drivin' a Range Switchin' the lanes, hyphy train Claim to fame, makin' a name Deep in the game, what set you claim Doin' it movin, hoes be choosin' Cause we winnin', and y'all losin' Big tycoon, drinkin' pukin' Niggaz' feudin', fightin', shootin' [Chorus]