Lyrical Breakdown of 30 Years 30 Million - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "30 Years 30 Million" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Gucci Mane weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "30 Years 30 Million" 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 Gucci Mane 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 Gucci Mane's narrative.
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When I was 30 years old I had 30 million
I had 30 million I had 30 million
Pardin me but my intials R&D not R&B excuse me so when I throw
Dem B's up this aint pleasure p treasure me measure me bloodline
Thick my acess street cutthroat turn yo turtle neck into a wet tee
And I'm comin threw the airport louie
Up louie like I'm a king what you mean
Diamonds rings dnt pose to boost my
Self-esteem want my niggaz rich as me
Dey might be myself as dream cause
This is a selfish world toss me dinner
It taste real sweet.
When I was 30 years old I had 30 million
I had 30 million I had 30 million
1980's dope game made meh dope game raise meh dope game paid meh
Rap game save meh trap game crazy snitchin out break and it got
Contagious rumors got violent cocky and crazy some of it true and
Some of it aint can't stop a tank and you can't break a bank I kno
Wish you could muthafucka but you can't
Purple drank purple drank purple purple purple
Purple aint no workers in my circle
Polo shirts but there goes no urkel I'm so
Gaupy drunk and sloppy poppin shit
And women joc me mo money dat gucci get
Mo I split they go get wit cha. Gucci
When I was 30 years old I had 30 million
I had 30 million I had 30 million
I accumalate a safer place conversations takin place bout big gucci
Paper chase aint the one to perpetrate I'm the one to demonstrate
30 million dolla richa everytime I sip some liquor feel like I should
At least get her nickel.
Quarter ticket half a ticket whole brick oj gucci fuckin wit
Cha smokin on a green stick dey may try to riddle you jokers try
To little me but when they see that new
A braclet wit 100's they pitty me. Gucci
When I was 30 years old I had 30 million
I had 30 million I had 30 million