Lyrical Breakdown of Feel It - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Three 6 Mafia weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Feel It" 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 Three 6 Mafia 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 Three 6 Mafia's narrative.

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DJ, turn the music I wanna feel it 3 6 mafia, Kingston Tiesto I say DJ, turn the music up And send another round going to my cup I wanna feel it (Ohh, ohh) I wanna feel it (Ohh, ohh) DJ, let the music drop We going all night let the party rock I wanna feel It (Ohh, ohh) I wanna feel it (Ohh, ohh) I'm at the bar, going have a bar Sippin' Kettle One, stumbling to the car But I don't wanna leave 'cause it's too crunk These girls got a lot of junk in the trunk Red bar, black bone, white top, mid tone Gettin' that back and it's on, I'ma gigolo and it's gone A freak of the week tryna get a piece Better know how to booze stay to the beat All on the floor, I gotta get this Getting' that ass and I'm sayin' I'm in the club, drinks up, get wasted I can't get to taste it All on the floor, I gotta get this Getting' that ass and I'm sayin' I say DJ, turn the music up And send another round going to my cup I wanna feel it (Ohh, ohh) I wanna feel it (Ohh, ohh) DJ, let the music drop We going all night let the party rock I wanna feel It (Ohh, ohh) I wanna feel it (Ohh, ohh) She face down, she ass up, I see her gettin' it for free So it put my money up before we bar up The drinks keep flowing and flowing She make that booty pop, it just keep growing and growing You know I had to gonna get her up on that we on Singin' in the world but a singing drunk girl But break it down, down, down To the ground, ground, ground I say DJ, turn the music up And send another round going to my cup I wanna feel it (Ohh, ohh) I wanna feel it (Ohh, ohh) DJ, let the music drop We going all night let the party rock I wanna feel It (Ohh, ohh) I wanna feel it (Ohh, ohh) Hey, I got stuck like it's the first of the month In the projects just got paid, DJ Keep it coming Keep on breaking 'em off And bring it back just for the hood say Still spending gwap when the women they fly Rappin' the bottom ain't got it no lie Travel the world in the G4 a lot Poe boy the family and we get it hot I got the beat when the music is live Rock to the beat like my name can survive Give me that heat till we all feel the fire I'm in the streets but the club get me high Party, get shine that rock the body The fellas on the rock that shades Bacardi We do it none stop get on Bacardi 151 and get retarded I say DJ, turn the music up And send another round going to my cup I wanna feel it (Ohh, ohh) I wanna feel it (Ohh, ohh) DJ, let the music drop We going all night let the party rock I wanna feel It (Ohh, ohh) I wanna feel it (Ohh, ohh)