Lyrical Breakdown of What I Need v2 - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "What I Need v2" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Juice Wrld weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "What I Need v2" 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 Juice Wrld 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 Juice Wrld's narrative.

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You got what I need Straight pill pop, don't smoke weed Pussy and pill pop Uh-huh, yeah, uh Baby you got what I need Your pussy and pill pop, don't smoke weed Give me top in the 'Rari backseat Uh, feelings I caught like a taxi Baby you got what I need Your pussy and pill pop, don't smoke weed Give me top in the 'Rari backseat Uh, feelings I caught like a taxi Now you hittin' my phone, mad at me 'Cause I'm chillin' with my bros, sippin' on cough syrup Cheatin' on the low, yeah I know it's absurd Gettin' to the dough, I count it up faster Told her I don't got shit for a ho In the studio I'm trappin' hard (Yeah), hunnid a brick it's not for the low (Uh-huh) I told that bitch to play her part if she smart she a hold (Uh-huh, uh-huh) All the drugs, all the poles And take my case for me po-po In exchange for that I'll give her coke Yeah I know she in love with the coco (Yeah) Do lines off my dick take a photo Verizon I got connections, ho My time is especially special, ho In the VIP section with Louis on Looking for an extra ho It's just in case my main ho leave the other one gon' be down to go Scratch 'em off the list, huh, in the crack she hold my brick I fell in love with one of 'em, the worst mistake I could've did The police come, she swallow the drugs the same way that she swallow my kids And the look in her eyes reminds me of my wrist It remind me of my wrist (It reminds) It reminds me of my wrist The look in her eyes remind me of my wrist (It reminds) It reminds me of my wrist (Reminds, reminds, reminds) Ya dig? Baby you got what I need Your pussy and pill pop, don't smoke weed Give me top in the 'Rari backseat Uh, feelings I caught like a taxi Now you hittin' my phone, mad at me 'Cause I'm chillin' with my bros, sippin' on cough syrup Cheatin' on the low, yeah I know it's absurd Gettin' to the dough, I count it up faster