Lyrical Breakdown of A Million Dollars - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "A Million Dollars" 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 "A Million Dollars" 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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I dream, I imagine, I believe that it'll happen
Bitch please, Imma make a million
Bitch please, Imma make a million cuz
I dream, I imagine, I believe that it'll happen
Bitch please, Imma make a million
With ease, Imma make a million
A lotta times I don't get the credit
Forgettin about my ethical work
Let it be first said that I'm here to earn bread
I been dedicatin' ever since I turned head
Got the type of style quickly gonna turn heads
I been workin', part time hustla
Hit you wit a dub feedin bubblas
Got this brah
On the road with a dollar and a dream
Cuz anything is possible, believe bitch please
It ain't nothin to spit, sparkin up in the whip
Stayin stuck up on my dreams like they rubber cement
No one ever sees a legend when he stuck on the bench
And my screw's so loose it'll fuck up your wrench
My head can't contain all these dreams of mine
When I'm rich there's some shit I'm gonna leave behind
For now, it's food for thought it'll feed your mind
But you can't get a piece of mind (naw homie)
I dream, I imagine, I believe that it'll happen
Bitch please, Imma make a million
Bitch please, Imma make a million cuz
I dream, I imagine, I believe that it'll happen
Bitch please, Imma make a million
With ease, Imma make a million
Now, I can either try and be a hero
Or I can grab a one with six zeros
What would I do with a million dollars?
First off, I'd start payin' bills to my father
Then pay for college, get (3J) a camera
Grab a spot in LA, a crib in Atlanta
Cop a phantom just to ride in
Some celebrity friends to get high with
Couple four models that I find dime with
Cuz the music that I make is timeless
The pressures on don't choke, heimlich manuever
Got my songs off of your computer
You wonderin' is it buzzin' just a rumor
I'm Superman, ya'll just Lex Luther
Imma make a mil, thats fo real no deal
Just the illest mo' fucka in the bill so chill
I dream, I imagine, I believe that it'll happen
Bitch please, Imma make a million
Bitch please, Imma make a million cuz
I dream, I imagine, I believe that it'll happen
Bitch please, Imma make a million
With ease, Imma make a million
I dream, I imagine, I believe that it'll happen
Bitch please, Imma make a million
Bitch please, Imma make a million cuz
I dream, I imagine, I believe that it'll happen
Bitch please, Imma make a million
With ease, Imma make a million