Lyrical Breakdown of West Up - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "West Up" 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 "West Up" 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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Space Dogg
Atomic Dogg
Neutronic Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Space Dogg
Atomic Dogg
Neutronic Dogg
Okay, I been at the top for some time now
Other night I got so high I had to climb down
They say "Gangbangin's dead"
I say "Fine now"
All of a sudden all these rappers throwing signs now
Way ahead of schedule
This shit feel incredible
T-Mobile, he noble
Back up up on these edibles
Gone off that medical
Homes, I got several
I been on my grizzy
Busy turning up my revenue
Product of the ghetto
You know how that check blow
Tables full on circles
Like I'm tryna play Connect 4
Real steppas never lose
Out here makin' hella moves
Pay me some respect I put the West up on a pedestal
Gotta come clean
Since I was a teen
Been spreading my wings
Gave birth to the chronic like Jimmy Iovine
They say my city on fire but we ain't gon' let it burn
Why the fuck would I retire homie? It's our turn
West up, nigga
Why the fuck would I retire homie? It's our turn
West up, nigga
West up nigga
Why the fuck would I retire homie? It's our turn, nigga
More bang for your buck (yeah)
Couple m's I forgot to tuck (oh)
You know what nigga got from us
You wanna ball?
Let me show you how to Doctor Buss
Hard to believe
I do it with ease
This king's disease
Accounts over seas
With mountains of weed
Grew from a seed
Look what I achieved
Sent kids to the leagues
That was for the hustlers
Now back to the g's
Life's a bitch, but I had to take her drawers off
Worked hard for this shit, never called off
We use to wack out murals, spray the walls up
Went from the streets to the suites at the Waldorf
I conquered my fears
I'm burning that bridge
Now look what I did
Got rich off of murder
It is what it is, ya dig?
Damn right I love the life I live
A nigga went from negative to positive
Then it's all love
Why the fuck would I retire homie? It's our turn
West up, nigga
Why the fuck would I retire homie? It's our turn
West up, nigga (Yeah yeah)
Why the fuck would I retire homie? It's our turn
West up, nigga
Death Row, yeah, yeah, yeah
Why the fuck would I retire homie? It's our turn
West up, nigga
Did you know that if you took two steps that way
And then turned left
You can get the fuck out my face?