Lyrical Breakdown of Married To The Game (feat. French Montana, Sam Hook & Dubb) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Married To The Game (feat. French Montana, Sam Hook & Dubb)" 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 "Married To The Game (feat. French Montana, Sam Hook & Dubb)" 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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I do, I'm getting married in this motherfucker
See that black Ghost? It's getting scary in this motherfucker
Sittin' on a hill son, Keri in this motherfucker
Red guts, popped a cherry in this motherfucker
I got that White boy, Barry in this motherfucker
And I got Homes nigga, Larry in this motherfucker
See you on them cameras, Jason Terry in this motherfucker
If gay is happy, I'm Tyler Perry in this motherfucker
House in the water, need ferry to this motherfucker
And I got cheese, thinkin' dairy in this motherfucker
More gold bottles than you can carry in this motherfucker
Peach Ciroc, Red Berry in this motherfucker
Let me see you shake it for a real nigga
She gone think she in a fairy tale once that pill hit her
Even though she out of her mind, I'mma to deal with her
Might let Drizzy Drake, French, and Meek Mill hit her
I met her, fucked her, fell in love with her
Left but came back, still in love with her
She is married to the Game
Married to the Game nigga
Got them Birds, Larry in this motherfucker
And you know we legendary in this motherfucker
Doors suicide, Hail Mary in this motherfucker
Montana, ask a motherfucker
Show you why I live you need a dictionary ass motherfucker
Yeah, niggas hating on this motherfucker
Got the glove on, Gary in this motherfucker
Delonte West, motherfucker
Fuckin' with Game in the west, like a motherfucker
Even though shorty crazy, might deal with her
Might like Drake, Game, Meek hit her, Montana
I met her, fucked her, fell in love with her
Left but came back, still in love with her
She is married to the Gam
LA on my back, I'm tired of carryin' this motherfucker
Niggas chasin' racks, Tom & Jerry in this motherfucker
Long nose revolver, Dirty Harry in this motherfucker
Way a nigga drew, you'd think Carey this motherfucker
Game and French killed it but I'm buryin' this motherfucker
First off the label, January in this motherfucker, nigga
You get Shmurda'd in this motherfucker
At this park, get killed over a burger in this motherfucker
Get away car, a nigga swervin' in this motherfucker
Mom's kicked me out, a nigga servin' in this motherfucker
Beard and a chopper, need a turban in this motherfucker
Put you on Iceman, George Gervin in this motherfucker
Out of Cognac, I'm sippin' Bourban in this motherfucker
Enemies strippin' in black Surburbans in this motherfucker
Power steerin' gone, how I'm turnin in this motherfucker?
Intercepting hoes, Richard Sherman in this motherfucker
I met her, fucked her, fell in love with her
Left but came back, still in love with her
She is married to the Gam
*Car pulls up*
Game: Yeah yeah yeah motherfucker
Nigga wassup nigga
What the fuck is up now nigga
Jerz: (bitch ass nigga)
Came back with my motherfuckin' wolf niggas ain't talkin shit now
*Wolf growls followed by chainsaw revs*
Game: Blood wassup, yeah nigga what's up?
Game:?
Jerz: Aye pull your pants up nigga
Jerz: Say hello to my lil' friend
Game: Look at him! run you bitch ass nigga