Lyrical Breakdown of Used 2 - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Used 2" 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 "Used 2" 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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I used to smoke to get high now I smoke to get vibes I used to tote the semis, I still tote the semi I used to walk a thin line now I'm walking chin high I used to f- and get tired now I f- her ten times She used to make me d- rise now she make me ribeyes She used to make me six-nine now she make her friend try She used to make me love her now she made me realize It's money over bitches 'til the day I dizz-ie Keep it on the East Side, keep it on the B-side I feel like Ivan Drago, if he dies, he dies Find out where he reside and find out where he hide Run up in that b- like, "Hey," pop-pop-pop, peace sign Percocet, promethazine, you can call me P-Rod Taking shots at my team, you must be getting senile You goin' at my slime then you're going at me, slime Your blood all over the sink, it look like red cheap wine I'm smoking on a key lime, you look like tea time Look like honey to my beehive, I close your sweet eyes Shoot ya in ya head give ya a- three eyes And you still ain't seen a f- thing until you C5 I remember you I was never into you I tell my shooters, shoot you and whoever resemble you And every member who had been a friend of you or kin to you They in it too, and b- too, they mention you, they dead Run up in a n- house, pistol in that n- mouth Safe code now n-, cough it up or spit it out Oh my God I'm flipping out Flipping out then dipping out I tried to turn the f- page, oh my God, I ripped it out I used to smoke to get high now I smoke to get vibes Used to tote the semis, I still tote the semi Keep it on the East Side, keep it on the B-side I feel like Ivan Drago lil' b-, and if he dies, he dies If he dies, he dies If he dies, he dies If he dies, he dies Yeah, run up in that n- house, pistol in that n- mouth But he be talking out his a-, what is all that sh- about? I used to know you n-, I don't know you n- I just ignore you n-, I don't bro you n- But my bros will smoke you n-, like we grow you n- Kill your hoe too n- and your go-to n- I've been riding 'round the city with the safety off Glock nine and it's pretty like a baby doll You n- b- and it's pissing all the ladies off My finger sitting on the trigger like a La-Z-Boy If there was beef, I'm in the kitchen with the apron on Put his words on the plate, that n- ate 'em all And I ain't with the talking, but damn now he talking N- spilled the beans, damn now it's coffee Looking for your p- a- like I got a warrant I throw on the ski mask, that's a private party Bullets jumping off your a- like they shock absorbing Rock your bells, LL, n- locked and loaded I used to smoke to get high now I smoke to get vibes Used to tote the semis, I still tote the semi Keep it on the East Side, keep it on the B-side I feel like Ivan Drago lil' b-, and if he dies, he dies If he dies, he dies If he dies, he dies If he dies, he dies Yeah, run up in that n- house, pistol in that n- mouth But he be talking out his a-, what is all that sh- about? I used to smoke to get high now I smoke to get vibes Used to tote the semis, I still tote the semi Keep it on the East Side, keep it on the B-side I feel like Ivan Drago lil' b-, and if he dies, he dies If he dies, he dies If he dies, he dies If he dies, he dies Yeah, run up in that n- house, pistol in that n- mouth But he be talking out his a-, what is all that sh- about? Mulah baby And you still ain't seen a f- thing until you C5 I still don't know today Was he playing with the gun or was it an accident? I still, I just don't, I... I be wanting to ask him but I never asked him after all these years Was that a accident or did he, was he playing with the gun? So I never really found out about what, you know What really went w-, really happened with him and that shooting