Lyrical Breakdown of Run It - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Me and my team gotta intervene What's the point of living if you ain't living a dream? We live in a world where everybody want everything Everybody want a better thing Tryna fool ya like it's picture perfect but it's just the editing Man, the game been waiting for a better king I've been posted with my Queen like Coretta King Screaming "Money ain't a thing", cause it ain't Man, I never knew that living out a dream meant living out a suitcase I've been working at a new pace So much money on the road I ain't even had a minute Not a single second chilling in my new place Motherfuckers getting two-faced Cause a brother finally eating Not to mention everybody gettin' two plates You know I only got two traits Drop hits, get money Run it What the fuck is there left to talk about I told them my vision, let 'em know what it's all about Industry only respect me because I'm ballin' out You never know who there for you until you fallin' out And that's the reason I've been in the kitchen Working on that nutrition, now let 'em listen Boy this been my house This is merely an addition, fuck 'em and their permission They was killin' the game, who the one that gave 'em remission? You know the name Who else you know on the come up, do it like I does it Lyrics all up in your skull like when the barber buzz it Say my last shit a classic, and I wonder was it? Come to think about it everybody seemed to love it I was workin' on a budget Second time around shit is different cuh they know that boy good, know he does it I've been at it for the people that been lovin' my shit Not the people that been hating, they can suck my dick Run it I'ma do somethin' different for the last one I'ma go in Feelin' like Matthew Mcconaughey on a Interstellar mission In Chicago at the bottom of the Riviera I wonder who I would be if I wasn't in my era I gotta beware of the people but I take care of the people when I jump in the cockpit and rock it Been done, had this in my pocket I had to wait to unlock it Open that locket and see the picture I painted No we ain't never acquainted On the rise like a defendant That was charged with possession like an exorcism My division is solely my vision God damn can you feel it? Uh I had a dream I would run the game and kill it Had a dream, can you feel it? Motherfucker wanna push it to the limit Get up in it, make the shit infinite Yeah you know I wanna win it, on my independent I've been at it like an addict Never at the party like I'm democratic 'Lotta static on the radio Fuck everything that they represent This right here is heaven sent, never irrelevant No never when I slide up in the spot Just a youngin' in the game Tryna show 'em what I got, way back That was the mentality, never truly reality Looking for validation With all the wrong things on my mind for motivation Just chillin' at the crib on a Playstation Cause I never thought about it, never thought that people would have a song like mine in their rotation Til I wised up, got 'em sized up Ready to go, I'm feelin' fired up Man it's been a good ride up Everybody want me to lace 'em, I'm too tied up This a ransom Fist full of money then we head back to the mansion 30 thousand people in the crowd, we expanding Couple years back you ain't give a damn Autographs, off the plane whenever I land All part of the plan Anything you wanna do you can Just go and get it, fuck 'em if they don't love 'em Be above it unless you're thinking your profession gon' be rap Matter fact you should take a step back Cause I run it