Lyrical Breakdown of Broke Diva - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Broke Diva" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Public Enemy weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Broke Diva" 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 Public Enemy 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 Public Enemy's narrative.
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Tried to boss me
Tried to out outfloss me
I just dont need her
Broke diva
It aint cheaper to keep her
Should i love her or leave her
I just dont need
Another broke diva
See i work
She dont work
But shes first to curse
Whit sht dont work
I take my ass around the earth
So she can spend my money first
Ok?
I forgot how we became 2 people
A couple
Damn sure not financially equal
She lost me
When it started to cost me
Lost me
She tried to out floss me
Yall should hear her
Always i the mirror
You should see her
Some of yall wish you can be her
Getting up in the afternoon
While the whole world
2-3oclock
I been up and down the block
Gotta tell this woman to bounce
Buying these designer tags she cant pronounce
With my bank account
Down and out
She aint even got the nerve to keep count
Hard odd
Got
Jacked up credit cards
Exotic cars
With notes paid off
From my checks she wrote
I hope she know
I aint no casino
I got a job and you gotta go
Dont get it twisted
If you trying to get famous
For being famous i missed it
You still want me to kick out;
I just did baby
You out