Lyrical Breakdown of The Documentary 2 - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "The Documentary 2" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how The Game weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "The Documentary 2" 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 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's narrative.

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The Documentary 2 Damn it I done did it again Game still in Cali Game still in Cali eatin' off the Documentary The Documentary 2 Damn it I done did it again So, what it do blood? Talk of the town Premo, Doc Dre still holding it down Aftermath do the math nigga you know the sound Doc 2 thought you knew still holding the crown Yo, what it do blood? Talk of the town Premo, Doc Dre still holding it down Aftermath do the math nigga you know the sound Doc 2 thought you knew still holding the crown Last ten been all ten Make it look easy, my pen been on Ren My niggas been on kush, my bitches been on X King of California give a fuck who got next I'm right now Bump your gums and the ratchet'll shoot ya Send your ass back to the future No Delorean Aventador and shit, bumpin' Future Why your girl pullin' on my hookah Money stretch like Kama Sutra Started with the roosters Then I start spittin' clean the money like a loofah 6'5, tall like a hooper, ball like a hooper on the floor like a hooper So I must be Clay with the .38, Thompson with the Thompson Everything about me Compton, I mean everything about me Bompton I ain't never had shit, I grew up like Magic Johnson So, what it do blood? Talk of the town Premo, Doc Dre still holding it down Aftermath do the math nigga you know the sound Doc 2 thought you knew still holding the crown Yo, what it do blood? Talk of the town Premo, Doc Dre still holding it down Aftermath do the math nigga you know the sound Doc 2 thought you knew still holding the crown I taught myself how to spit from listening to It Was Written My first bars wasn't dope but I had that in the kitchen Suge wouldn't listen, Irv wouldn't listen So I ran around with Diddy, Aftermath in the Mission I would never ask another man for permission I do me Fuck the Illuminati I'd rather ride around in hoopties But now it's the Ghost, my gold D's is two threes Still hop in the freestyle, kick it like two Bruce Lee's Cut open the noose leaves Foreign on the hill like it's Lauryn Smoking la la like the Fugees Thinking to myself, is it God or Lucy? Prada or Gucci, popping Cris, Rihanna, Karrueche Homie I ain't gotta gas I'm so ahead of you fags The shit I spit off Premo tracks burn confederate flags Take the roof off roof, gimme Proof back and 2Pac Westside, but you already knew that So, what it do blood? Talk of the town Premo, Doc Dre still holding it down Aftermath do the math nigga you know the sound Doc 2 thought you knew still holding the crown Yo, what it do blood? Talk of the town Premo, Doc Dre still holding it down Aftermath do the math nigga you know the sound Doc 2 thought you knew still holding the crown I've been rapping for 12 years, 6 months, 16 days Now I'm a veteran, spit a 16 sixteen ways Sixteen in a clip, spit it 16 ways I know six teens, pull up to a sweet sixteen and spray I'm like sixteen Jay's but the beat I can manage So every sweet 16 is like Duke and Kansas You bout to lose advantage, I will come through crews and (Bandage?) Bruise and damage, fuck you rules and manners I kick back, click clack, bump the Wu in Phantoms Fuck rap, I only respect Ja Rule and Hammer Maybe the old Em, I'm slim and I'm shady Maybe the old him or Rakim, you niggas keep bullshittin' like Joakim You so him, I'm so not, you so bitch, I sold rock My four-four cocked, I been a Top Dawg, I know Dot Back in '06 I pulled up in that gold drop Five million sold livin' in the dope spot Back when my first album was the... Talk of the town Premo, Doc Dre still holding it down Aftermath do the math nigga you know the sound Doc 2 thought you knew still holding the crown Yo, what it do blood? Talk of the town Premo, Doc Dre still holding it down Aftermath do the math nigga you know the sound Doc 2 thought you knew still holding the crown The Documentary 2 Damn it I done did it again Game still in Game still in Cali eatin' off the Documentary The Documentary 2 Damn it I done did it again DJ Clue: Check it out man, I go by the world famous DJ Clue, desert storm, shoutout to my nigga Game. When I first came to the west coast, and me and Game hit the studio up, and he rapped for me, I knew he had all the key ingredients to become a legendary rapper DJ Envy: Here's DJ Envy from that Breakfast Club, I remember the first time hearing The Game, I just knew he was gonna be one of them niggas, one of them legendary niggas. That boy Game, he's a problem, I got my money on it Funkmaster Flex: Funk Flex baby! I dropped the bomb on every one of them joints off the Documentary!