Lyrical Breakdown of 20 Dollar - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "20 Dollar" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how M.I.A. weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "20 Dollar" 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 M.I.A. 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 M.I.A.'s narrative.

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War, war, war Talking about you is such a bore I'd rather talk about moi Like do you know the cost of AK's up in Africa? 20 dollars ain't shit to you, but that's how much they are So they're gonna use the shit just to get far Is gold diamonds helping ya? Don't you like my bandana? My stains hang low on my shirt like, Ay-ya-ya! Got monkey brains and banana, I'll hit you with my antenna Put soap in my eye, make it red so I look raw, raw So I woke up with my Holy Quran and found out I like Cadillac So we shootin' till the song is up, little boys are acting up Baby mothers are going crazy and the leaders all around cracking up We goat rich, we fry, price of living in a shanty town just seems very high But we still like T.I., but we still look fly Dancin' as we shootin' up and lootin' just to get by With your feet on the air, your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah Your head'll collapse, when there's nothin' in it And you'll ask yourself Where is my mind? Where is my mind? Where is my mind? War, war, war Who made me like this? Was it me and God in co-production? My devil's on speed dial every time I take the wrong direction All I want is one thing and that is what you got Sometimes I go lose my mind then I feel numb There's 24 hours in a day, I used to spilt it 8, 8, 8 8 work, 8 sleep, 8 for play Now I give it all it takes People on the Internet, a new life for the intellect People judge me so hard, 'cause I don't floss my titties out I was born out of dirt like I'm porn in a skirt I was a little girl who made good with au revoir, adieu I put people on the map that never seen a map I show 'em something they ain't never seen And hope they make it back With your feet on the air, your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah Your head'll collapse, when there's nothin' in it And you'll ask yourself: Where is my mind? Where is my mind? Where is my mind? With your feet on the air, your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah Your head'll collapse, when there's nothin' in it And you'll ask yourself Where is my mind?