Lyrical Breakdown of Wordplay - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Soooo, you know, people be like, "What can you put the fuckin' tape out Wale, you're lazy" and this that that. I been to 70 cities in like 5 days man so like we we can traveled we went everywhere went to Istanbul, fuckin, you know what I'm sayin? So it took a long time to put the tape out. But uh you know you know 9th was calling me and shit like you know you know "Wale you got a hurry up with this fuckin tape man, the freshman class nigga, everybodys puttin shit out, you ain't puttin shit out" I'm like dog, ya know I'm in Turkey tryna ya know tryna preserve Hip-Hop. Wale, Spitta, 9th Wonder, Class is in session All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say My weaponry is words, Doe-Ray-Me The wars in the form of po-et-ry So it's straight C4 from the thoughts I bring, Bang Epiphany, them niggas is gimmicks to me I can't eradicate a village if you hear me and be Huh, I'm that bomb when that hand right Play me for a stepping stone then, I land mine Now walk to it with your land mind I can make the clouds jealous nigga I am that fly Listen to the words I'm a wizard with it, wittier than any nigga, sicker then a Wino kidney liver Ya'll riddles don't tickle a bit, ya'll similes is literal shit No I'm the metaphor of that, my rhetoric inedible This extriment means excellent rap, I make a lesser adapt Wooooooooorrrrrrrrddddddddddd Play Park my plane right there, Leave the key's with that bitch, Jets. Spitta flip syllables for residuals Majors misbehavin I'm a have to take it digital Livin underground like a godfather buried alive I ride by bumpin Shine I do just that Nigga ain't nothin sweet like a kool-aid pack Bitches roll sweets as I lay back in the sweet Developin cavities cause revenge is sweet Everytime I rap I unwrap another piece An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red Sunroof flow so over your head, SB horror pack monsters under my bed Wooooooooorrrrrrrrddddddddddd Play Wooooooooorrrrrrrrddddddddddd Play