Lyrical Breakdown of 3 Peat - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "3 Peat" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how lil wayne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "3 Peat" 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 lil wayne 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 lil wayne's narrative.

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Yessir! They can't stop me, even if they stopped me I'm on it, ooh, I'm on it I'm so on it, and however you want it You can get it tonight ho, and all night ho I get the beat from (Maestro), fuckin' right ho I might go crazy on these niggas, I don't give a motherfuck Run up in a nigga house and shoot his grandmother up What! What! I don't give a motherfuck Getcha baby kidnapped and ya baby-mother fucked It's Tha Carter III, bitch, better put your supper up Hollygrove I throw it up like I'm trying to lose my gut Fuck is up? Beat him up like a million uppercuts Got a million duffled up for the fuck of it, shit Get on my level? You can't get on my level You would need a space shuttle or a ladder that's forever However, I'm better, if not now then never Don't you ever fix your lips unless you 'bout to suck my dick, bitch! Swallow my words, taste my thoughts And if it's too nasty, spit it back at me Two more inches, I'd have been in that casket According to the doctor, I could have died in traffic Bounce right back on them bitches like Magic Abracadabra, I'm up like Viagra I just do this shit for my clique like Adam Sandler I control hip-hop and I'ma keep it on my channel Watch me, bitch, watch me Bitch watch me! But they cannot see me Like Hitler, it's the New Orleans Nightmare Money so old, it's growing white hair Young Money, baby, yeah we right here I'ma make sure we ball 'til we fall like tears And mama, don't cry, your son can handle his I got her out the hood and put her in the hills Yeah, when I was 14, I told my mom we will see better days And sure enough I got Miss Cita in a better place When I was 14, I told my mom we will see better days And sure enough, we did exactly what I say I told my girl, "When you fuck me, better fuck me good 'Cause if another girl could, she gon' fuck me good" No sitting at the table if you bringing nothing to it And I get straight to it like it's nothing to it Yeah, I got game like Stuart Scott Fresh out the ESPN shop And when SportsCenter poppin', everything stoppin' But you can't fool me, I know what you watching Me! You watch me, you watch me, 'cause I be Weezy, must see, TV, C3 Nigga that's me and I'm me, I'm me times three So retreat or suffer defeat I'm back, 3-peat, C3