Lyrical Breakdown of Jersey - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Do you feel that? Jersey Do you feel that? Oh Ladies and gentlemen Jersey, Jersey Do you feel that? Let's go Hey hey what the deal bro Cannabis vibe all in my lingo Problemo, mine ain't out the window Blah blah blah blah blah hey Reggie Kane I still got it Gila house Nino Brown how I push product In the drench my money don't need to rinse How I survive fourth quarter I bleed the fifth, hey I rock chains I hustle hard My chest out like I'm in a yard I'm looking like who the fuck are y'all My crew got juice Mollymauk You wanna slide bro knuckle up (let's go) I shit on the track bubble guts Don't complain nigga level up We have fun the Karen come fuck it up Hey hey rock wallow on the beat Top dollar on the street when I eat nigga Hey hey Dame knowledge when I speak Watch company you keep when you eat nigga I'm a baboon I'm a mother wound Hatin' women they got me in the shade room Who really give a fuck I got money in the bank And my cannabis stank nigga, ho Do you feel that? Jersey Do you feel that? Oh Ladies and gentlemen Jersey, Jersey (let's go) Do you feel that? Aw Hey hey what the deal sis I get cream ridin' in a cool whip I go John Wick when the fool flip I just pass the brand form in the pulpit I talk biz with a contract You don't want smoke? Avoid the contact And get an arm patch my crew a little litty That's why we autograph titties in the inner city Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey We in here look around we cook nigga Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey We cause havoc, no time for a shook, nigga You got brain, where it at? Your part money nigga, where it at? I'm blessed hung low burnin' back I need cookies right now where it burn at Gun license keep it on the waist Suntan lookin' Puerto Rican in the face Invest everything I don't keep it in the safe I'm after the meal so you can leave it on the plate Game time hot sauce Money over women my boss You wear Gucci nigga not cost Your girl around here givin' top off, aw Do you feel that? Jersey (let's go) Do you feel that? Oh Ladies and gentlemen Jersey, Jersey Do you feel that? Aw