Lyrical Breakdown of Do What I Want - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Do What I Want" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Kid Cudi weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Do What I Want" 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 Kid Cudi 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 Kid Cudi's narrative.
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Stay off the weed
Hm-hm, hm-hm
Hm-hm (woah, baby), hm-hm
(Day-Day-Daytrip took it to ten, hey)
While I cough up this blunt, I sit back in the cut
All my niggas ridin' with me, more excuses to stunt
And we fill up the cup, and we fill up the Woods
Loud bang out the truck and the Range lookin' good
Get your girl off her, hey, said she ready to play
It's all a game, it's all a game, and I'm doin' my thang
More rage, more rage, black Porsche in the rain
Someone stop me, bitch, get off me, man, my life ain't the same
Natural killer, born and suddenly feelin' in pain
Now it's like I'm on my super and I'm feelin' them games
Been through hell and back, made it, it's a wrap
Can't keep a nigga down, down, baby, that's a fact
And I rep it, Cleveland, city runnin' through my veins
To BK, East New York, and I never change
Uh-uh, keep my niggas close, just like I'm supposed
(This is) for people, (truth is) what I wrote, uh-huh
And I feel like I can do what I want
Livin', livin', livin', livin', I'ma do what I want (let's go)
And I feel like I can do what I want
Livin', livin', livin', livin', I'ma do what I want (let's go)
And I feel like I can do what I want (yeah-yeah)
Livin', livin', livin', livin', I'ma do what I want (let's go)
And I feel like I can do what I want (yeah-yeah)
Livin', livin', livin', livin', I'ma do what I want (yeah-yeah, hey)
Feel like writin' a movie, yeah, that shit would be groovy
Anything that I want, anything that will move me
Next step, I'm on my shit and I'm livin' with love
And I'm crushin' all praises to my angels above
Take a trip, a couple women, couple shrooms with the group
Said to move with the tune, rockstar in the news
Rockstar on your tube, nah, my nigga, you lose
Keep my head up, never let up and my face what I choose (woah, baby)
On this journey, fronto burnin', castin' signs in the clues
And I'm drippin', yes, you catchin' Virgil tag on the shoes
Can't forget I'm on zoom, Cudder back on the moon (the moon, the moon)
Cudder back on the moon
And I feel like I can do what I want
Livin', livin', livin', livin', I'ma do what I want (let's go)
And I feel like I can do what I want
Livin', livin', livin', livin', I'ma do what I want (let's go)
And I feel like I can do what I want (yeah-yeah)
Livin', livin', livin', livin', I'ma do what I want (let's go)
And I feel like I can do what I want (yeah-yeah)
Livin', livin', livin', livin', I'ma do what I want (yeah-yeah)