Lyrical Breakdown of Lola - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Tech N9ne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Lola" 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 Tech N9ne 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 Tech N9ne's narrative.

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Lola Morris, she lived on the next block Y'know what i'm sayin She was the one that told me to stop beatboxing and write a rap And I came here and I wrote my first rap Beatboxin' for Anthony house Giving him the money Dogs running I'm thinking I'm hearing a god in him We on the bus home from bang And my tiny voice said to me "Leave that spitting stuff alone and sing" I'm up to this point I never ever touch songs I slang 'em with She told me to write a verse Then put a rush on the kingdom Go Lola, Lola, Lola, yo I never wrote 'em so you know But I'm a fan of rap So I got an idea on how it's supposed to go Stare at me Stare at me Everybody on the bus They stare at me Hot seat like in therapy So I can't let wack embarrass me Now a song (Cha) She give me a task when I get home (Cha) To write a song (Cha) A verse would do, but it gotta be strong (Cha) So off the dome (Cha) Wrote eight bars, not too long Called it D-O-N-T-E-Z-Z Write then my minds blown (Aye) Hold up, hold up, hold up When I spit this they gonna go Felt that flow rush in my shoulders Nothing vulgar when I wrote The beat inside of my head Wrote some heat and right on my bed When i'm speaking, got me geeking Ain't no sleeping Fighting my Zeds Rap this The next day when I was at school I was doing my classes 'Cause messing up on the bus ride home It would be tragic Sick all the girls and dudes on the bus might think its average And laugh this I have it It's magic School's out (Cha) If I'm dope or wack On the bus it gon' be Ruled out (Cha) Whole damn bus turnaround looking at me I'm thinking move mouth (Cha) Hit that beat on my chest and show them all a new route True clouts Blew to make them fools shout (Cha) Lola loved it (Yes she did) Lola loved it (Yes she did) My soldiers loved it And everybody that rode the buses Money dawg The only one looking at me wrong And think of D-O-N-T-E-Z-Z Because he stands alone Sound like a diss Sound like a diss Could it be my dope rap hurt that man deep Bad like a biss Wasn't intended Still rapping, really want Bud to hear this raw Bands, below them Morris ignited my love of lyrics Always Wassup, wassup, wassup Love of lyrics always Wassup, wassup, wassup Love of lyrics always Wassup, wassup, wassup Love of lyrics always Got the mean to bust into my stubble Hair is all gray (Damn Alright, that was decent But what else you got) Aw man yes, oh When I felt like I perfected my craft Y'know what i'm saying I got with my homeboy BlackRaw He was the first one I knew who had a studio in his basement And he's the one that gave me the name Tech