Lyrical Breakdown of Vaccine - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Vaccine" 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 "Vaccine" 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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Ah yeah, just me and my dogs, yeah
Give a fuck 'bout what y'all doing, yeah, we going hard all year
Ah yeah, just me and my dogs, yeah
Give a fuck 'bout what y'all doing, yeah, we going hard all year
Ah yeah, just me and my dogs, yeah
Give a fuck 'bout what y'all doing, yeah (yeah), we going hard (yeah) all year
Came back to the scene, came back with a team
Like rap anything, I'ma do anything
I'ma rap, I'ma sing, yeah I'm back, and the king
Came back from the trap to supply all the fiends like
Ah yeah, just me and my dogs, yeah
Give a fuck 'bout what y'all doing, yeah, we going hard all year
Like, ah yeah, just me and my dogs, yeah
Give a fuck 'bout what y'all doing, yeah, we going hard all year
I'll be right back in the bih, sipping on something, I'm lit
Internet throwing a fit
Could give a shit, bitch, get the fuck off my dick
Just say that shit, and gon' head back
Bobby don't claim no set, but it's just me and my gang
Ready to fuck up the game, BT3, now we at it again, man
Ah yeah, just me and my dogs, yeah
Give a fuck 'bout what y'all doing, yeah, we going hard all year
Ah yeah, just me and my dogs, yeah
Give a fuck 'bout what y'all doing, yeah (yeah), we going hard (yeah) all year
Just me and this beat, got you feeling defeat
I came up on the street, now I'm bringing the heat
Yeah, you know I got heat, ain't no need to repeat
I got happiness, ain't no need to repeat, I got number ones
Ain't got time for these rappers, I only got time for my son
Him and his momma the one
I got no time to attack all these people 'cause money is time
And you spend yours in all these places
While I'm on tour with all these faces
In these arenas you wish you was in
Maybe stop talking about me and you'll win
I'm going in, yeah, I'm going off
When they talking that shit, I just blow it off
When they talking that shit, I just show 'em love
'Cause when I speak, they gotta look above
Ah yeah, just me and my dogs, yeah
Give a fuck 'bout what y'all doing, yeah, we going hard all year
Ah yeah, just me and my dogs, yeah
Give a fuck 'bout what y'all doing, yeah, we going hard all year