Welcome to the detailed analysis of "All My Life" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how undefined weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "All My Life" 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 undefined employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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One time for the pill and the reefer man
Its the young black leader to the people
Man, if you're girl's fine, Nigga might eat
Her man, I'm talkin' middle of the mall like
A pita man
A Nigga sky high now like Jesus
Man and oh lord this reefer so potent
Got a anti gravity a Nigga stay floatin'
This nigga rob me bitch you must be jokin'
Like pow pow pow leave your chestplate open
One half the best tag team ever
Them other fellas all right we better
Anybody disagree they jealous
And anybody don't just goddamn yellow
Fuck a boss i'm the goddamn owner
And i smell like YSL and marijuana
Don Draper with the paper might pull a slick caper
Secretary told me fuck you. I told her you gonna
And I been this way, shorty
(All my life)
And I been this way, bitch
(All my life)
Sharp like knife
Bet a buck I'm stuck in the guts of the night
And I'm (ready on the right)
Please pass that already all right
Get fetti, he's steady on the mic what the fuck else can he do right? Step armed heavy and he brought Mike
Never step light. No fair fights
We got the drugs y'all wanted. Take a suck on the tail of a comet
I'm so high you a hobbit
Dick level, please back up off it
Better off dead like Paul is
Your name don't Ring, go Starrless
Me and Mike we a friend to the farmers
The weed run out might cop your whole harvest
And I been this way, shorty
(All my life)
And I been this way, bitch
(All my life)
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