Lyrical Breakdown of Major - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, break that down Ayy, bruh, don't get that shit on my sheets, bruh Mobbin' in the Bentley (ayy), smokin' moon rocks (hey) Pocket full of motherfuckin' blue (blue), guap (guap) Half an ounce in my Gucci tube (tube), socks (socks) For the summertime got a new (what?), drop (skrrt) Trapper slash rapper slash bad bitch snatcher (ayy come here) Baby mama mad, she say you live like a bachelor (so what?) Sold a hundred pounds and gave ten percent to the pastor (church) Keep goin' up the ladder (ayy), they mad, make 'em madder (hey) Told my son when I'm gone you gon' be a rich lil' bastard (yeah) Pointers on me hittin' (woo), leave a bitch dizzy (uh) All my old bitches feelin' salty, yeah, yeah In my DM, talkin' 'bout why you dog me? yeah, yeah But I still miss you, can you call me? yeah, yeah I heard ain't shit change, that you still ballin', yeah, yeah She used to bust them scripts for me at Walgreens (pour up, pour up) Smugglin' narcotics was my calling (hey), ayy Fours on the Mercedes, that's major (uh uh) Whole gang going crazy, that's major (uh uh) Millions on the table, that's major (uh uh) I turned dirt into diamonds, that's major (uh-huh) Hah-hah, you searchin' for fame (damn) I became a superstar in the dope game (it's Dolph) Found out you a hater, I can't look at you the same (goddamn) She said can she take a picture with my chain? (goddamn) Got two twin sisters, call 'em yin yang (goddamn) I wish I wouldn't've fucked that bitch, she insane (goddamn) Alexander McQueen on me, ain't got a stain (yeah yeah) Turned to the plug, my life ain't never been the same (yeah yeah) Fours on the Mercedes, that's major (uh uh) Whole gang going crazy, that's major (uh uh) Millions on the table, that's major (uh uh) I turned dirt into diamonds, that's major (uh-huh) Fours on the Mercedes, that's major (uh uh) Whole gang going crazy, that's major (uh uh, gang) Millions on the table, that's major (uh uh, woo) I turned dirt into diamonds, that's major (uh-huh) House full of bitches like Flavor (Flav) These cuts in my thumb come from countin' paper, yeah (racks) Paper Route the gang and bitch we a label (gang, yeah) New Glock with a laser, yeah I let you meet your maker (yeah) Then go out to Jamaica with my motherfuckin' rastas, yeah, yeah I'm movin' with my motherfuckin' shottas, yeah, yeah I walk in, pop my motherfuckin' collar, yeah, yeah A pistol in the motherfuckin' party (Glock) Fours on the Mercedes, that's major (uh uh) Whole gang going crazy, that's major (uh uh, gang) Millions on the table, that's major (uh uh) I turned dirt into diamonds, that's major (uh-huh) Fours on the Mercedes, that's major (uh uh) Whole gang going crazy, that's major (uh uh) Millions on the table, that's major (uh uh) I turned dirt into diamonds, that's major (uh-huh)