Lyrical Breakdown of Break the Law - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Mac Miller weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Break the Law" 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 Mac Miller 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 Mac Miller's narrative.

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Get caught, breaking laws Get caught, breaking laws Yeah, okay, I wake up with the taste of pussy still in my mouth Bitch in my bed, homegirl still asleep on the couch My head is banging like Metallica, swallow a bottle of Advil up Then head back to the bedroom where she suck me dry like Dracula It's the young miraculous, mister love-to-grab-his-nuts Never let a bitch inside, fuck her in the Acura Aurora borealis with the shine, my aura gorgeous Dinner with forty courses, bunch of horny whores and fornicate To formulate a fortune, more in the race of horses I am My homies got my back, they all Verizon, man I bring this to you like lalalalala-live man You gon' need at least five hands to hold my finance I am fe, fi, fo, fum, the giant The best thing out of Pittsburgh since Clemente with the Pirates I tell them "shhh" this middle finger sign for silence Ain't a fuckin' way I'm keeping quiet Yeah, riding through the city blowing smoke out the window Cops out on patrol, they looking out for all the criminals I been a lot of things, I ain't ever been a bitch though Rules to this game, you know how this shit go Get money, fuck the system, break the law Get money, fuck the system, break the law Get money, fuck the system, break the law Oh no, break the law La, la, la So many people told me that I wouldn't be shit But now I walk around with money and my hand on my dick I think I'm special, I'm drinking whiskey out the bottle 'til I black out One million, two million, shit I'm losing track now Coming to you live inside the crack house Started with a dub and then I made it to a half ounce Then I turned it to a pound (Wow), turned that to a house (Wow) Turned that to a career, how the fuck did I get here? (Spending all your time just getting high won't drive you crazy, crazy) I killed the game like Jeffry Dahmer did the 80's Speeding in the freeway getting head in my Mercedes Giving me all of this money was crazy, shoulda known better No pressure, dope seller, smarter than your professor Hoes, I don't stress her, put a bitch down like Old Yeller The flow's stellar, stella ella ola, have you ever been? Shit I'm probably put up in the president Yeah, riding through the city blowing smoke out the window Cops out on patrol looking out for all the criminals I been a lot of things, I ain't ever been a bitch though Rules to this game, you know how this shit go Get money, fuck the system, break the law Get money, fuck the system, break the law Get money, fuck the system, break the law Oh no, break the law La, la, la Get money, fuck the system, break the law Get money, fuck the system, break the law Get money, fuck the system, break the law Break the law, break the law, br-break the law Break the law Break the law Law, law