Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Life As..." 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 "Life As..." 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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Aaah, get the burner, uhh, the burner, let loose the cannon
Blood drippin, slippin off my planet
Man, the panic, funkmode
Mechanical mix flows competition in my dojo
Swing a hook, got the vertabrae, be brave
Heat gain meltin on my heatwave
Power to the crowd, pandemonium
Showin em how I gets down
Chorus:
The life of a killer is scandalous
The life of a killer is dangerous
*Repeat*
Triggedy, sky high like a kite
God diggity, every other cloud's blue
Puff on a, yeah, puff on a
Bring it on, off, on, baby one-two
Peep in the arena, death at your doorstep
Right around the corner is the land of regret
When ya sweat to get down, sweat to get off and on
Till the... nothin normal bout my songs
Chorus x2
LL Cool, J jazzy jewel
Takin dime pieces to the real school
I got em on nations buckin like fools
Pitbulls fightin over streets I rule
Catch it if you can when it's hot ta hit'cha hand
Throw ya skunks in the air, my funk got the flair, man
I can do division, baby I can do math
Multiplying fractions now ya know the half
Knuckle games played, must pack steel
Oh yes I'm livin like real
To the highest extent, bloody clothes doin battle
Til the death of my foes, it's my show
Chorus x2