Lyrical Breakdown of Money Machine - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Money Machine" 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 "Money Machine" 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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Wop Money (Honorable C-Note) Florescent lamps in my crib Providing life for my seeds I'm a get money marine I sent coke in submarines Irrigation machines Hydraulic water machines My money counting machine sound like a sewing machine Cash machine on the dresser Machine gun with that compressor Dope presser machine and I'm re-rocking everything Claim I'm laundering money but where the washing machines? They know my trap house pump out quarters like a slot machine In a futuristic whip look like a time machine Old school dropped a lil one fine machine Making chips off coke and soda like a vending machine Dog food with the quinoa in my blending machine Sip so much Codeine and Sprite I need a soda machine So I can sit it next to my joint rolling machine And it's placed parallel to the Carbon 15 With the scope, monkey nuts, and the infrared beam The machine don't make the man, the man make the machine So many try to sabotage, can't stop the regime Call me 'Wop the puppet master, I'm just pulling the strings Screaming please don't look at me pappy like American me Take a tour with me down south, American G Tryna flood the dirty south, East Atlanta, and streets With this high grade uncut Colombian tea Yeah I got it for cheap but you ain't get it from me Got this high grade uncut Colombian tea Yeah I got it for cheap but you can't get it for free My money machine, my money machine, my money machine Go beep-beep My money machine, my money machine, my money machine Go beep-beep My money machine, my money machine, my money machine My money machine, my money machine, my money machine Beep My money machine, my money machine, my money machine Go beep-beep My money machine, my money machine, my money machine Go beep-beep Johan, you know this not how I like my money (?) Johan tell me, how much do you value your job? Johan - I value my job more than my life sir So you like it then? Thanks to you I'm very happy sir I'm expecting guests. I need for you to prepare recreational activities of a competitive nature. (Right). By the way, next time make sure my bills are prepared the right way. (My apologies sir) 8 figure niggas man, when I say boss I mean that, ya heard me? I'm so fuck what I sold My toilet seats solid gold You should see my new palace cause that bitch bigger than Lowe's I'm a 8 figure nigga, I run the check to the ceiling Since Gucci came home bitches back in they feelings I'm in Dubai on parole I Abu Dhabi my hoes If she fuck all the rappers, she say hip hop in her soul 100 grand in all twenties, they said that I couldn't 50 grand to my bitch just cause her ex was looking Red bottom boss, I call the yayo caucasian Choppers sleep on the couch ready for home invasions These pussies watching my snap, they know that I'm strapped On the road to the riches bitches I'm running my laps My money machine, my money machine, my money machine Go beep-beep My money machine, my money machine, my money machine Go beep-beep My money machine, my money machine, my money machine My money machine, my money machine, my money machine My money machine, my money machine, my money machine Go beep-beep My money machine, my money machine, my money machine Go beep-beep Wizop, beep