Lyrical Breakdown of Movie - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Uh-uh (yeah) Yeah Now today I find out that You fools are paid two-seventy-five a line (oh my God) (You fucking crackhead, uh, I hate you) Yeah (You try so low) I got hoes, I got bricks I got girls, I got licks I got get-back on a bitch But that's if one thing you don't forget Bitch, I got- (They never come around, ask Miss America) Look, bitch, put me in a film You know these niggas all cap like brims (all cap) All this water, I can show you how to swim Let his bitch touch on my third limb Yeah, nah, fam, you ain't folk, you ain't kin You ain't the nigga I'ma look to, to win Bitch, I was buckin' and I was down gettin' it in But now I'm up and outta town on your friends But now I'm up and outta bounds in a Benz With a five-star bitch, a real ten (a five-star bitch) We gon' plot, we gon' slide on his mans Rub the wrong way, we gon' chop off your hands, bitch Let me put you in a movie Uh, niggas gettin' smoked like a loosie Fox 5, Channel 9, make the newsie Ain't my bad that she chose to be choosey Look, I got bitches, I got opps I got setups, I got drops I got full pack seals and a pop I got two steps ahead, I think not I got diamonds, I got thugs I got a thick bitch dancin' in the club Get the wrong idea, blow his bubb' Movie clips with his bitch in a tub Put me in a movie I was a badass kid like Boosie (badass kid like Boosie) Put me in a coupety Bitch, you know I came up from hoopties And I got hoes, I got bricks I got guns, I got licks I got get-back on a bitch 'Cause if it's one thing you don't forget Bitch, I got hoes