Lyrical Breakdown of DD Form 214 - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "DD Form 214" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how JPEGMAFIA weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "DD Form 214" 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 JPEGMAFIA 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 JPEGMAFIA's narrative.

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Say it baby Say it baby You know it baby Say it baby Say it baby You know it baby Call me, call me When you get lonely Darlin' you don't have to worry I'll be there Be there in a hurry Say it, say it and I got you Alright, I'll do it over No need to worry Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I get I get so lonely I can't let just anybody hold me You are the one That lives in me My dear I don't want no one but you I don't want no one but you I really am, yeah, look I'm doing favors for petty pay Run through the track like I'm Cirque o'Leil All of this pain that I feel inside Baby you's got to be shitting me Sicker than all of your sickest shit Flipping your heart like I'm flipping bricks Niggas be talking that triple shh Like triple six, don't exist I am more Hades than Heracles Baggin' these bitches, I'm Birkin, b You think your is hurting me? (Nah) Homie, come back when you get to my rank Call me young Peggy the skank I get the Ratchet and Clank I whip that ass like Sasha Banks (yuh, aha) I whip yo ass like I'm Bruce Wayne with the cape, nigga I can't be sullied, (uh, yeah) and ain't a damn thing changed on 'em I won't be bullied (girls, you know what I mean?) Y'all know what the fuck I mean You know just how it goes so Just hold your own, you know it I'm giving you water Baby, I'm a veteran Baby, I'm a veteran Baby, I'm a veteran There's no need to question There's no second guessing Baby, I'm a veteran Baby, I'm a veteran Fuck, come on, woo shit, ahh Girls, ah, wait a minute, ma, mmhmm Girl, ooh shit, wait a minute motherfucker Wait a fucking, ooh Work this son of a bitch, you Ah, girls, wait a minute Girls I then changed positions I put one leg on the ceiling And the other one just across the closet door Ahh, fuck me, ahh, just