Lyrical Breakdown of Jumanji ft Busta Rhymes - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Joyner Lucas weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Jumanji ft Busta Rhymes" 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 Joyner Lucas 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 Joyner Lucas's narrative.

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Stumble on a bit of rent Hop up all up in the way I'll advance a couple lines is that a zebra but Put the heater's in your face I'll leave you with the monkeys A banana clip, it's funny Watch em pull apart your little face And I've been in the jungle with the fucking apes Tell em what i slay Beast in a cage Nigga that's what you call Jumanji Ain't no new Bugatti's Just a deuce deuce shotty Big enough to make Bruce Bruce potty Turnin' Bruce Jenner to a new hobby I ain't cool with nobody I don't trust a motherfucking soul nigga You can let the grim reaper know nigga Put it on my tombstone when I die here Take a step inside of my world 27 years still ain't comfortable enough to call a bitch my girl You are now looking at a monster 85 teeth, 39 deep, 26 piece Run and light a fucking military with a M-16 Influenced by George Bush Burn your whole city with a blowtorch Then I ride out in your tour bus And I hop out in a Porsche truck Like blah Black tie swagger Black pride nigga Black lives matter Black eye shadow Black nine barrel Bang bang move back my nigga Why lie? Every night I pray to my god I don't gotta wait too blah blah And I never gave 2 caca's I'm a heavyweight new prime time In an MMA fight With a Kimbo slice to your neck Then I put my fucking life through the script It's a movie put my life in the shit Pack a mag and we could get it crackalackin Back when I was tryna make a habit happen Nothing happened, nothing happened, shot at rapping And if the doesn't happen, I'ma stack it Till I turn a packet into another packet Till I stack it up and cop' it, cop' it big enough To put a fucking bomb inside it And blow flames on a fire Be the dragon Bin Laden ain't got shit on me I don't think you understand You are really looking at the devil nigga I don't think you wanna dance Meet me in the clouds and the smoke nigga I hope nigga you ain't never stood a chance You ain't never you ain't never Could've been, should've been, would've been Look at him tryna look as Stomp up all up in your face Turning all up in the bass That's a couple lines and the cheetah but the heaters in your face And leave you with the monkeys and banana cause it's funny Watch 'em pull apart your little face And I been in the jungle with the fucking apes Hunter wanna slay beasts in a a cave Nigga this is what you call Jumanji (Jumanji) Me and my bitch up against y'all So fuck you and your in-laws Never grew up on Crenshaw But I grew up on menthols And I smoke till my fucking lungs squeeze And I choke till my fucking tongue bleed In the carpet of yo mom's crib Till your tubs leaks on them love seats And this must be what it feels like When you full force and I'm dead right And you dead wrong and I'm here like But my hands wrapped around his like Goddamn Black tie swagger Black pride nigga Black lives matter Black eye shadow Black nine barrel Bang bang move back my nigga This is more than a board game What you want? A little more fame? The gorillas talking like a torpedo finna knock up on ya fucking door frame Not a problem you was just a floor stain At the bottom of the ground i'm walking on I betcha momma teach you not to talk a lot I betcha ya dog'll teach you not to bark a lot A lot niggas gotta get it I've been tryna get it I'ma tell you bout it if you gotta minute Got a minute? Ayo you gotta minute my nigga? Yo Ayo, you got a minute? Aight Back when Iverson was in his prime I was writing I ain't wanna get a job I was dream chasing I was getting mine You was sleeping I was tryna get a line Nigga woo Ayo Joyner Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling when you rolling that dice on that Jumanji game my nigga Get em! If you try stopping us I'll turn into a fucking rhinoceros And put a dick inside of your esophagus And poppin shit And mopping up a nigga Cock another glocka Blocka, blocka Blocka! We the bunch of niggas that are known to Put the biggest cock up all up in your momma When I I'll beat you like a Like it's no tomorrow Bitch you wanna swallow Hala hala hala hala Get em! If you try stopping us I'll turn into a fucking rhinoceros And put a dick inside of your esophagus And poppin shit And mopping up a nigga Cock another glocka Blocka, blocka! Blocka! We the bunch of niggas that are known to Put the biggest cock up all up in your momma I'mma I'mma I'm a nigga Got a lot of dollar Make a nigga disappear like voila voila Fuck around if you want! Lord have mercy