Lyrical Breakdown of Made In The USA (feat. Bianca Sings) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Made In The USA (feat. Bianca Sings)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lupe Fiasco weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Made In The USA (feat. Bianca Sings)" 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 Lupe Fiasco 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 Lupe Fiasco's narrative.
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The American motherfucking dream nigga
Yeah!
On my shit nigga
Drogas, Drogas, Drogas
Where you from nigga?
Read the mothafuckin' tag, bitch
Salute the flag, bitch
My Glock came from Smyrna, Georgia
Bang, bang, bang
My AR-15 from California
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
My cocaine come from Arizona
Yeah, yeah, move it, dope
My Detroit whip run quick like Forrest
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Bad little bitch from Miami
Bad little bitch, bad little bitch
Came from Cuba but here with family
When I speak that English she don't understand me
She don't understand me, nigga
'Cause I speak I speak I speak that Spanish
On my shit
Mucho, mucho
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Ku Klux Klan in Indiana (Fuck them niggas)
Brought that shit from Alabama
Making it rain, give 'em Atlanta
Making it, making it rain, rain like New Orleans, Louisiana (Woo!)
That gang shit came from Illinois
That bang shit came from Illinois
That murder rate in that Illinois
'Nother AR-15, that bitch that made in Illinois
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
That lean cup came from Houston, Texas
"Fuck tha Police" was Ruthless Records
Black Panthers was moving breakfast
This United State of mind got me shooting reckless
And I was like raised in that fuckin' ghetto
Made in that fuckin' ghetto
You ain't where I'm from bitch
You ain't on my fucking level
And the whole world want my swag
Bloods and Crips and shit all up in my flag
It was...
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
All my heroes from Hollywood
Fuckin' Hollywood
Put Tony Montanas all in my hood (Chico)
This rap shit came from New York City
New York City, City
My momma came from Mississippi Momma, we made it
Print my racks in D.C
Cheese steaks when I'm out in Philly
KFC is tryna kill me
Ridin' 'round without a ceiling
And I got slang from every region
And I be speakin' stars and stripes
And I be dreamin' pledge allegiance, bitch I'm
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
All my Jordans come from Portland
You shop at a mall, I shop in all 'em, nigga
Rest of that shit, it ain't important, yeah