Lyrical Breakdown of Cruisin' Through The Universe (ft. RZA) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Cruisin' Through The Universe (ft. RZA)" 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 "Cruisin' Through The Universe (ft. RZA)" 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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Cruisin' through the universe (Cruisin', cruisin', cruisin', cruisin') Cruisin' through the universe (Cruisin', cruisin', cruisin', cruisin') Cruisin' through the universe (Cruisin', cruisin', cruisin', cruisin') Cruisin' through the universe (Cruisin', cruisin', cruisin', cruisin') Cruisin Cruisin' through the universe in my spaceship 'Cause Earth girls nowadays too basic Face it, look in the mirror, embrace it You're a thot What up, what up? I've been in the cut I don't give a fuck what's up, I feel it in my gut (Yeah, ayy) Shimmy, shimmy, ya, shimmy, yam, I don't give a damn Fuck the norm, liquor got me feelin' warm I'm headed to space with my team in a fleet of flyin' submarines Submerge a hundred years into the atlas, then we're clean When we surfaced, there was no need for money purchases But my Wiz still has Chanel purses I had a solid gold diamond encrusted book The sole purpose was to hold important verses Claustrophobic, they tried to bound me in COVID But my strand of DNA, it can not be decoded I told y'all this, put those laser guns away Before I black out and take your whole sun away My star cruiser with a flux motor, vodka with the club soda Ice in the cup holder, Bobby be that type of soldier That I wouldn't fuck over, turn to a supernova The rap Galactus, five emcees my daily quota My shuttle's a dream house, spa with a steam room Pool with a logo and backyard is a screenin' room Lookin' out my window, every view is a scenic view They say life's a dream, I say that you could dream it too Logic, Logic, yo They say life is but a dream, but I say that you could dream it too Yo, Logic, wake up What, what, what? Yo, it's like four o' clock We gotta go pick up Castro, you're performin' tonight Oh shit, alright, uh, but can we get some food first? I'm fuckin' hungry as shit Hell yeah, I'm starvin' Yo, throw me the keys Yo, Lenny, I just had the craziest dream, bro About what? Yo, I was on a song with the fuckin' RZA, man It was crazy and weird, I— I can't really remember it Oh shit, yo, I'll meet you in the car, I gotta piss first Oh, alright, cool Hey, you know what would be really crazy? If you got the whole Clan on a song one day Haha, yeah, right, Lenny Gotta get out this basement first