Lyrical Breakdown of We All We Got - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

This lyrical analysis of "We All We Got" not only celebrates RZA's artistic prowess but also serves as an educational tool for aspiring songwriters. If this analysis inspires you and you'd like to see your own songs analyzed in this way, join the Lazyjot community. Register at Lazyjot and start exploring the full potential of your lyrical creativity. Turn your thoughts into rhymes and your rhymes into songs with Lazyjot!

Bobby Bobby Bobby, Digi Digi Digi (we all that we got, we all that we got) (We all that we got, we all that we got) Bobby Bobby Bobby, Digi Digi Digi (we all that we got, we all that we got) (We all that we got, we all that we got) Bobby Bobby Bobby, Digi Digi Digi (we all that we got, we all that we got) (We all that we got, we all that we got) Bobby Bobby Bobby, Digi Digi Digi (we all that we got, we all that we got) Aiyo, we keep these wizzes in the lab, held down like hostages Dime pieces, deep throat like ostriches I'm vegetarian, don't eat swine sausages You defeat the Killa Beez? Don't be proposterous Bobby, steal the show, let 'em know who got the shit Zu, muthafucka, Wu, (yeah), we got this shit Bobby Bobby Bobby, Digi Digi Digi E-lectricity, e-lectricity Yeah, shells all in my clip, wizzes all on my dick Leather wood, on the whip, rubbergrips on four fifths Escape from jakes, if I'm traced, more paper to make My team form the C.R.E.A.M., we exchange it for cake Cherries on the top, I grind for the gwop I'm grot, then I shine, then I rise to the top Roll, with flurries of cops, money bulging in my socks Loving my block, cuz we all that we got, got Bobby Bobby Bobby, Digi Digi Digi Oh yeah, ya'll know who is he, ya'll keep these wizzes dizzy Bobby Bobby Bobby, Digi Digi Digi E-lectricity, e-lectricity I love my hood and my block, cuz it's all that we got On the grind for this gwop, give it all that we got