Lyrical Breakdown of Real Life - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Real Life" 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 "Real Life" 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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Yeah yeah, you know I came up from shit, man Literally know what I'm sayin'? But don't Nothin' stay the same forever, though Ya mean? Yeah (That boy Cassius) I ain't never wanted nothin' in my Whole life but some fuckin' money (That's all I ever wanted) Fuck them bitches, they gon' always Be around, young nigga Long as you get your money (Ayy, fuck them bitches, young nigga Get your paper) Got enough choppers in the attic To supply a whole army (Ayy, ayy) And if you gettin' real Cake in these streets You better watch your closest homies (Better watch 'em) , yeah I done seen a broke nigga get rich (Get rich) I done seen a rich nigga go broke (Go broke) I done seen a college girl turned to a ho (To a ho) i done seen a spoiled young Nigga start kickin' doors (What?) I know these bitches watchin' Let me strike a pose (Dope boy) Everything gone, nigga, the trap closed (Trap closed) I almost died, I came that close (yeah) But grandma always prayed for me That's why I'm still in it (yeah) Flipped over in a fatal car Wreck and I'm still livin' (Thank you, God) No matter wherever I go, I'm still Memphis (Still Memphis) I know a sixty-year-old nigga still pimpin' (Ayy, ayy) And a sixty-year-old nigga still Crippin' I ain't never wanted nothin' in my Whole life but some fuckin' money (That's all I ever wanted) Fuck them bitches, they gon' always Be around, young nigga Long as you get your money (Ayy, fuck them bitches, young nigga Get your paper) Got enough choppers in the attic To supply a whole army (Ayy, ayy) And if you gettin' real Cake in these streets You better watch your closest homies (Better watch 'em) , yeah You can't come up because you Loyal to the wrong shit, ayy Won't be loyal to the plug But loyal to the bitch (Damn) I just got fifty in, I just hit a lick (Damn) Bust down day date, look at The flick of the wrist, ayy I used to didn't have shit (Nah) Now I got a whole lot of everything (Yup) A lot of niggas' bitches on my dick (Yup) And a whole lot of gold chains (yeah) And a whole lot of bread, nigga (yeah) That come with a lot of head, nigga (Haha) You could've took the same chances that I took, but you was scared, nigga (What you doin'?) thumbin' through a check Plottin' on the next one Live life to the fullest 'cause You only get one Whatever I go buy, I go get the best one Dolph Gabbana nothing like the rest of 'em I ain't never wanted nothin' in my Whole life but some fuckin' money (That's all I ever wanted) Fuck them bitches, they gon' always Be around, young nigga Long as you get your money (Ayy, fuck them bitches, young nigga Get your paper) Got enough choppers in the attic To supply a whole army (Ayy, ayy) And if you gettin' real Cake in these streets You better watch your closest homies (Better watch 'em) , yeah