Lyrical Breakdown of On The Double - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Who dat? It's the people's champ Yup, yup It's the muthafuckin' people's champ Yeeeaaah come on Yeah that shit funky right there Man I'm sittin' in my man cave, listenin' to beats Now I'm scrollin' through my Instagram and what do I see? It's a couple tired rappers, man they hatin' on me 'Cause I'm a fly muthafucka from the LBC Scoopin' all the girls like nothin' 'cause they fuck wit' my swag I'm valid like Khaled while securin' the bag Chevrolet Impalas wit' ass that drag No skinny jeans, cosag wit' da flag Later for the small talk, let the big Dogg talk I taught you how to eat, make beats, and C-walk Even though you never banged still put you in the gang Bow down, lil' nigga kiss the pinky ring I'm your original, this ain't subliminal What's a bitch-ass nigga to a criminal? Nothin', you need to quit bluffin' I promise you softer than a Thomas English Muffin See I came here just to catch you Right up to yo' face, get at you And I got that just to let you See I came here just to catch you Right up to yo' face, get at you And I got that just to let you Now I walk up in the 'hood and they watchin' me close I'm playin' post, see I'm the king of the coast I raised a lot of these niggas, I'm plantin' seeds to grow Told a hunnid-thousand homies how to feed the poor I'ma catch you, snatch you when you in the set But I can't 'cause he hidin' behind the internet Despicable, non-immiscible What's a student to a principal? Invincible And disappear for a year like a magician But come back very visible, 4K baby The joker's wild, I'm doin' okay baby Tanqueray Ten wit' a glass of some punch I'm cookin' wit' Martha, I'll discuss it over lunch I'm shady with the eighty like Brady the bunch I'll tap you on the shoulders just to give you a hunch What's up See I came here just to catch you Right up to yo' face, get at you And I got that just to let you See I came here just to catch you Right up to yo' face, get at you And I got that just to let you Yeah, we do it on the double nigga We do it on the double nigga Oh yeah, you in trouble nigga Doctor Evil, we gon' do this on the double nigga Yeah, we do it on the double nigga I like the way you bubble nigga Bitch-ass nigga, you in trouble nigga You got it baby, come on You got it Yep, yep you got it I think they got it now You get it, got it, gone