Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Scott and Ramona" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how undefined weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Scott and Ramona" 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 undefined employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Yaaahhh, yahhh, yah
Yah, yah, yah
Yaaahhh, yahhh, yah
Baby you are not alone
You call my phone I pick it up
She pick it up then drop it slow
Keep it on the low
From what I hear she got a man at home
I go deep but I'm tired of waitin'
Got a situation
Live my double life amazin'
I can't go a day if I don't talk to my baby
I went to my hood all my friends think I made it
I talk to my fam, man my momma think I'm famous
Yeah my momma think I'm famous
100 dollar bills in the way
Yeah it feels good to be great
Yeah now she gotta do what I say
Yeah now she gotta do what I say
I count my dough, I make it stack
I spent on her, I make it back
What you told me, can't take that back
What I told you, can't take that back
I can't go a day if I don't talk to my baby
I went to my hood all my friends think I made it
I talk to my fam man my momma think I'm famous
Yeah my momma think I'm famous
Rule number one, gotta get all your paper
I'm in a zone, I can't see none of you haters
When I'm not around I don't know what she sayin'
Say she single but she know she really taken
I don't care at all
Rule number one, never trust no hoe
Ride around in LA in a Range Rover
Radio blasting, listening to Dej Loaf
100 dollar bills in the way
Yeah it feels good to be great
Yeah now she gotta do what I say
Yeah now she gotta do what I say
I count my dough, I make it stack
I spent on her, I make it back
What you told me, can't take that back
What I told you, can't take that back
I don't care at all
I don't care at all
Rule number one, never trust no ho
Ride around in LA in a Range Rove
Radio blastin', listenin' to Dej Loaf