Lyrical Breakdown of My Own Way - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- 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 "My Own Way" 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.
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Three 6 Mafia! Good Charlotte (Dead Executives!)
Hypnotize Minds, Dead Executives
Some real shit man, let's drop it
Let's go!
You know I can't live my life, workin' no 9 to 5
No matter what they say, I'm doin' it my own way
Cause time ain't on my side, and they don't understand
Forget what people say, I'm doin' it my own way
So many shysters in my ears fool, tryin' to pop it
On my new fame, they will put new hands in my pocket
Standin' in the rain buck in hand man, about to cock it
I take another one they wanna be up out the rocket
I can't understand why they even wanna see me broke
Wanna see me choke off my own blood from cuttin' my throat
I always wanted the money, fame wasn't worth my while
That's why I wore a mask on the front of "Mystic Stylez"
But one night in March '06, my life changed in a sec
Whether for better or for worse I can't answer that yet
But I'll go to the pen before I lose my ends
Murder one, one of you hoes tryin' to get me for my Benjamins
You know I can't live my life, workin' no 9 to 5
No matter what they say, I'm doin' it my own way
Cause time ain't on my side, and they don't understand
Forget what people say, I'm doin' it my own way
In the field, it's real, slip up, get killed
Get robbed, get stuck, get messed off in a deal
These kids, are gone, on meth, and pills
That's why, I pack, I carry, the steel
I'm posted, in the hood, got green, I'm good
Trap house, no doubt, is where, I stood
Got guap, got hot, 'til shop, got popped
These snitches, time cuts, it won't, ever stop
The times ain't gon' change (change) long as cocaine ('caine)
Goes up the nose (nose) fries a nigga brain (brain)
See 'em in the morning time tryin' to catch a train (train)
Back out on the block (block) doin' the same thing (thing)
You know I can't live my life, workin' no 9 to 5
No matter what they say, I'm doin' it my own way
Cause time ain't on my side, and they don't understand
Forget what people say, I'm doin' it my own way
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