Lyrical Breakdown of U.R.A.Q.T - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "U.R.A.Q.T" 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 "U.R.A.Q.T" 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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Dt-Dt-Dt on your mobile phone
Dt-Dt-Dt on your mobile phone
You fuck my man and wreck my home
I'll get my bro to rob your phone
Dt-Dt-Dt on your mobile phone
Dt-Dt-Dt on your mobile phone
You fuck my man and wreck my home
I'll get my bro to rob your phone
Dt-Dt-Dt on your mobile phone
Dt-Dt-Dt on your mobile phone
You fuck my man and wreck my home
I'll get my bro to rob your phone
Dt-Dt-Dt on your mobile phone
Dt-Dt-Dt on your mobile phone
You fuck my man and wreck my home
I'll get my bro to rob your phone
(You big dummy)
Who'd it be? That me and he
Are tighter than J-Lo in the jeans
And could it be that me and he
Are tighter than R. Kelly in his teens?
But you're fucking with my man
And you text him all the time
You mighta had him once
But I got him all the time
Dt-Dt-Dt on your mobile phone
Dt-Dt-Dt on your mobile phone
You fuck my man and wreck my home
I'll get my bro to rob your phone
Dt-Dt-Dt on your mobile phone
Dt-Dt-Dt on your mobile phone
You fuck my man and wreck my home
I'll get my bro to rob your phone
U R A Q T
Is your dad a dealer? Cause you're dope to me
You throw them balls across the country
You win gold medals for when you're with me
(You big dummy)
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
He ain't no ball for Scrabble
You don't get points for doubles
Ménage à trois, la-la-la-la-la
I'll bill you for your droodles
You done lost your marble
Like a ball, I'll make you dribble
Your the shrapnels in the rubble
I'm a raging bull, a rebel (You big dummy)
It's all about the low-blow, brown girl
The no blood, no love, hot girl
The jnkn, jnkn, jumping off the decks girl
The jnkn, jnkn, jumping off the rocks girl
(You big dummy)
U R A Q T
Is your dad a dealer? Cause you're dope to me
You throw them balls across the country
You win gold medals for when you're with me
(You big dummy)
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
Right then, it's on
(You big dummy)