Lyrical Breakdown of Summertime - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how The Game feat. Jelly Roll weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Summertime" 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 feat. Jelly Roll 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 feat. Jelly Roll's narrative.

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I think I might bang the whole summertime I think I might bang the whole summertime I think I might bang the whole summertime Top down in the winter, nigga this summer's mine I think I might bang the whole summertime I think I might bang the whole summertime I think I might bang the whole summertime Top down in the winter, nigga this summer's mine I think I might bang the whole summer Pull up on the block in that old Missy Hummer Hop out with my bandana tied around my head like Pac Westside nigga, never had a problem banging BIG Who would ever know I spit crack when I was slanging it My Uncle Greg whipped it all the time My Daddy used to whip it all the time My brother started whipping his and mine I sat back, played my position until I got the hang of it On my way to school in that Michael Jordan jersey Crips used to sweat me but I ain't nervous And I wore it on purpose I think I might bang the whole summertime I think I might bang the whole summertime I think I might bang the whole summertime Top down in the winter, nigga this summer's mine I think I might bang the whole summertime I think I might bang the whole summertime I think I might bang the whole summertime Top down in the winter, nigga this summer's mine They don't know About the summertime, a lot of niggas dyin' They don't know About the summertime, I'm just tryna survive All I ever wanted was a red Honda Yeah, you can tuck the rag but the tats don't lie Give me a trap queen, we gon' sell it Give me a trap queen, we gon' sell it Tell me, what you gon' do when the trap goes dry? You can try Visine but the stats don't lie And I hope you ain't alone when you sell it Said I hope you ain't alone when you sell it Took 5 shots and survived the pine box Swear I'm happy I'm still here so I can tell it I know you're jealous, I know you don't like me But you whoopin' my ass or killin' me is unlikely Welcome to Cedar Block and... I think I might bang the whole summertime I think I might bang the whole summertime I think I might bang the whole summertime Top down in the winter, nigga this summer's mine I think I might bang the whole summertime I think I might bang the whole summertime I think I might bang the whole summertime Top down in the winter, nigga this summer's mine They don't know About the summertime, a lot of niggas dyin' They don't know About the summertime, I'm just tryna survive