Lyrical Breakdown of n.h.i.e. (slowed down) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "n.h.i.e. (slowed down)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how 21 Savage weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "n.h.i.e. (slowed down)" 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 21 Savage 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 21 Savage's narrative.

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Ahem (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, sheesh) That ain't something I Would do (That ain't Something, that ain't something) Hell nah, let you slide like it's Cool (That ain't something, that ain't) Nigga, hell nah, fake the Truth (Yeah, yeah) Play by rules (Yeah, yeah) Play with you (Yeah, yeah) That ain't something I would do I'm havin' plaques on Plaques (Okay) You niggas' streams Ain't that (Okay) I done seen a hater get Whacked (Okay) Hit him nine times, he A cat (Okay) I grew up on the East No cap (Okay) Green Card, green tips In the strap (Okay) Keep talkin' 'bout where I was born (Okay) Likе a nigga wanna still Get clapped (Okay) She sit on thе wood No splinter (Facts) New money like I got a printer (Facts) I ain't buyin' these bitches I rent 'em (Facts) These porcelain teeth They not dentures (Facts) Big VVS stones and They twinkle (21) I'm at Waffle House Rollin' up Sprinkle (21) Let her ex call her Phone 'til he wrinkle (21) I'll pop at his ass, he a pimple That ain't something I Would do (That ain't Something, that ain't Something, that ain't something I Would do) Hell nah, let you slide like It's cool (That ain't) Nigga, hell nah, fake the Truth (Yeah, yeah) Play by rules (Yeah, yeah) Play with you (Yeah, yeah) That ain't something I would do Yeah, I would never lie (Ad-lib) I would never try (Ad-lib) I would never holler at you I would never cry I would never start no petty Beef, that do not fly (Ad-lib) I would never put myself Beneath one of my idols I wouldn't submit (Money) I'd make you submissive I can't fuck nobody man But old girl need that assistance I don't beeline to no D, like I don't be like none these bitches If I feel like havin' free time Hit the seaside with them fishes Yeah, yeah That ain't something I Would do (That ain't something That ain't something That ain't something I would do) Hell nah, let you Slide like it's cool (That ain't Something That Ain't something I would do) Nigga, hell nah Fake the truth (Yeah, yeah) Play by rules (Yeah, yeah, play by rules) Play with you (Yeah, yeah, play with you) That ain't something I would do (Bitch, it's okay) Something I would do