Lyrical Breakdown of Getting Out The Game (feat. Consequence & John Legend) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Getting Out The Game (feat. Consequence & John Legend)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Kanye West weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Getting Out The Game (feat. Consequence & John Legend)" 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 Kanye West employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Yo I'm really thinking about getting out the game dog
Look
There's only one girl on my agenda
(You talking 'bout Brenda?)
Nah I'm talking 'bout Linda, from last September
Now Linda love lace like Linda Lovelace
Love face, says she like Mase but she love 'Face
And I know that Linda was a hip-hop-head
And I know that Linda gave Hip-Hop head
But I feel I could convert her
Cuz I ain't here to hurt her man
And she was messin' wit' me when I was still at Burger King
She ain't hop in my bed cause of the whips and cream
Cause when I had her in bed I had whip cream
Shakespearian midsummer night dream
I unzip things and pull out big things
They was flashin' gr-green, she was like "ch-ching"
Got em, but she know a rrreeal nigga when she, spot him
So now she's pickin' dresses from Vera Wang
Scratchin' out her maiden and here's my name
Now I'm sittin' at the bar wit' all my guys
They sayin' "Cheers to you for your future years of pain"
Like "Dog you ready to give all this shit up?
The summer's on its way and these hoes doin' sit-ups
And when they see the way the G5 lights lit up
You're gonna wanna have two like John Ritter"
But naw, I bought her a brand-new BM
He said "Dog, slow down like Brand Nubian now"
I just feel the need to purge my soul from the word go
Couldn't watch another nigga get burnt slow
She said her man was busy, always brought home his workload
Never takes her out and falls asleep in his work clothes
She needs some excitement, which leads to this indictment
Believe what you like kid, according to her
When we recorded with her, Linda changed her name to Nicky
Sang along to Darlin Nicky, co-star of my quickies
That footage so gritty, but I'm sure you recognize
That bra, those titties, those are her titties
So large so pretty, but not to rub it in
But that white Russian did make her lonely like the wind
So the over right that's in, on the over night depends
If you take heed the game, and please keep ya name, word
'Cause she's just a playa playa
That's playin' games wit' me
I can't see myself getting out the game, no time soon
(Ooh), as I continue as I
(Ooh), as I continue as I
(Ooh), (ooh), (ooh)
Can't see myself getting out the game, no time soon
(Ooh), as I continue as I
(Ooh), as I continue as I
(Ooh), (ooh), (ooh)