Lyrical Breakdown of Step Up - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

Lyric Overview: Witness how The Game, Dej Loaf & Shasha weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Step 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 The Game, Dej Loaf & Shasha 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 The Game, Dej Loaf & Shasha's narrative.

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I'm from the home of the malt liquor, talk slicker

Where guns spark quicker, on fraud niggas

Them niggas better walk with you, take the long way home

My finger itchin' and this barrel so loooong

Like Pinocchio's nose my list of foes grows

Casket closed, air tight like Mystikal's cornrows

Expose rap niggas, take hoes from rap niggas

Never said shit when they seen me, get your toe tag nigga

The Compton lyricist, you niggas can't get with this

Used to tap Dre on the shoulder like, "Nigga come hear this shit"

He thinkin' he slick and shit, nigga sweeter than licorice

Los Angeles god, we mob like Infamous

Ain't from Queensbridge or Brooklyn but we done sones

Bullets, I done took some, crack, I done cook some

Don't you stand there and look dumb

Ain't no honor amongst thieves, especially when the come

Lives, I done took some

When I look around I hear something tell me

That I'm the type of nigga you could be down for

And I be hearing niggas say they gon' kill me

And be the type of niggas I think I should make a move on

But I came to let you know I keep that heat for real

I kicks in doors when your rap bars is Iggy

I pull up floors and take them charges with me

Aventador as I explore the city

Phillipe's with my henchmen, nigga, word to Jimmy

You could be swimmin' in the Hudson, it's nothin'

Think I'm bluffin'? Guns cocked, say somethin'

Ain't too many real niggas in this here rap shit

The industry soft when Plies getting slammed and shit

I feel like Mayweather in May weather

Whoop the white nigga ass, it might pay better

Got my Timbs on the gas in this grey sweater

Tag Coogi, I bet you'd be more cautious if you knew me

Your girl tryna do me, hoochie, groupie

She tryna catch up on a Gucci, baby, no, I'm out like Karrueche

Gave me that BJ so I slid in that Pizookie

And that's why I'm the dookie

You fuck me, I'm fucking your bitch, stupid

When I look around I hear something tell me

That I'm the type of nigga you could be down for

And I be hearing niggas say they gon' kill me

And be the type of niggas I think I should make a move on

But I came to let you know I keep that heat for real

Dej holla at these niggas for me

You know I know where you live at, boy

Pull up on a nigga like, "uh"

You know I know where you live at, boy

Pull up on a nigga like, uh"