Lyrical Breakdown of Extra Extra - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Extra Extra" 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 "Extra Extra" 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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Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, uh And Khrysis on the beat, what up? Uh, a little Henny and A turkey burger and A couple cigarettes and Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, I'll rap somethin' Hey, hey, yeah It's young Maccabee and Rapsody Tell these muh'fuckers that they haven't heard the last of me All over the map like your latitude, rhymin' with a attitude This just the beginnin', you ain't even got to chapter two I don't have to battle you, I'm better than you is Four-year-old bars, you ain't worthy of new shit Cory in Topanga, you can watch your boy meet world With the homie Rapsody, uh, return of the beat god It's easy as fuck, all I need is a good beat Fuck me for who I am, but love me for who I could be And it's simple when you livin' like I am 'Cause I remember grindin', spittin' for five fans Now I got damn near a million, boy Oh, I ain't doin' shit? You can kill that noise Got sniper-type flow, here, I'll take aim 'Cause the boy be ridin' tracks like a freight train Wishin' I could have Mac Miller, produced by J Dilla Salutin' all the legends that gone, just know we miss ya Extra, extra, read all about it Heartbeats and boom bap, I'd die without this Hip-hop, yeah, I'd die without this Hip-hop, this hip-hop, shit Extra, extra, read all about it Extra, extra, read all about it Late night chillin', not really high off shit Can't afford it, I got work to hit with no benefits And a car to drive that really don't go too fast Pushin' it to the limit 'til the day that I crash So I'm up nights in studio, workin' for pay Tryna make some classic music that my children can play For they kids' kids, influence they can reincarnate Me in they lines and they raps that they someday will make, yeah Chillin' with Mac, ten after two, just after dude Finished rockin' the stage, that's how hard work pays ITunes top ten, eight thousand hoorays Got they hands high as tightropes, Janelle Monáe So I spend days and nights on mics, the life I wanted to And I can have it too if I just kill in the booth Niggas ain't get enough, yeah, we back in the cut April 1st, Fool's Day, but yo, this ain't a bluff It's the return of the duo that you know as the illest On scene to make it go hip-hop to let you know Rap and Mac Miller, yeah, we back in the spot So one time for all the lovers, yeah, one time for hip-hop Hip-hop, extra, extra, read all about it Hip-hop, what would I do without it? Extra, extra, read all about it Turn it up and play me in your Audi On the track, throttle and shift NASCAR, follow my drift Jeff Gordon recordin' the cure for the boredom Priceless, can't afford 'em, don't need you to reward 'em I feel super, blame it on the Buddha Cats nice, but they still gettin' neutered Flow champion, meet me in the pantheon Buzzin' like infinity and beyond Huh, Jamla rep hardest Huh, rebuildin' what you tarnished Uh, awesome power I harness Eatin' like a five-star meal with the garnish Look, I'm the end if you start this Paper and pencil, you fuckin' sketch artist Most dope flow, so Mac rap And H-A-L-O makin' dudes pump they brakes We tired of them big-willy rappers Huh, they gimmicks and silly factors Wait, I get it, you really actors Readin' the script upside down and backwards Like my Honda's a hillbilly tractor Huh, and the throat is the farm All I do is plant seeds and park it in a barn Real vivid, forced to deal with it, I'm Mac Extra, extra, read all about it Dyslexics too struggle about it Extra, extra, read all about it Mos Def and Jamla all about it Mos Def and Jamla all about it