Lyrical Breakdown of When We Ride (ft. Outlaw Immortals) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "When We Ride (ft. Outlaw Immortals)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how 2Pac weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "When We Ride (ft. Outlaw Immortals)" 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 2Pac 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 2Pac's narrative.

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Outlaw Immortalz bow down to somethin' Greater than yourself trick Individuals capable of enormous amounts Of chin checks and eye swolls, they know You watchin' but you ain't seein' what lies before you, beatch Picture if you will seven deadly human beings Blessed with the gift of speech, the power to reach Each nigga on every street May the Heavenly Father look down and be proud Of what transpired since the day the seed was planted The G grew but we knew he'd rise up quick Smoked out, loc'ed out, all into shit Just me and my dogs livin' like hogs, Outlaw Immortalz What follows is the story, what proceeded was the glue What lies between is the fiction don't fuck around and make it true My adversaries crumble when we rumble it's a catastrophe I pull revenge on bitch niggaz that blasted me Plus my alias is Makaveli, a loaded three-fifty-seven With hollow points to a nigga belly Bust him to see if he bleed, he shoulda never fucked around With a sick-ass nigga like me They call my name out and niggaz run Best be prepared for the Outlawz, here we come They call me Hussein Fatal, it's a two game table I'm robbin' ya niggaz cradle wit a knife in your navel Rap-related criminally activated and evil I wouldn't wanna be you behind my fuckin' Desert Eagle Till the end, I'm tellin' all friends and enemies You see what I got to make you freeze To touch me you need ten of these Complete most, wanted on the streets of the East coast Young Gunz fire and niggaz bleed, I see Mo I be shinin' like white diamonds and crystal, glistenin' holdin' pistols The mission's simple, fold up and roll up dead presidentials Sew up all the potential, million, billion dollar baller potential Sort it, oughta call on a nigga I'll be sure to get you Take cash bro, fast yo, for my Kastro Blast and I'ma last yo past all these Glass Joes And assholes who claim, like they be runnin' thangs I be gunnin' those same niggaz runnin' late, to their fate My alias is motherfuckin' Napoleon, and I'd rather be Robbin' again before these motherfuckers leave me sufferin' But the shit ain't nothin', and I got no time for no bluffin' Befo' a nigga finish with puttin' in work I betta end up with somethin' I think these niggaz got the game fucked up If they don't believe, that a young nigga like me, would bust Perhaps it's a must, I'm facin' cases, fuck probation Is what I'm screamin' when these money hungry cops be chasin' Thug nigga till we die, no mercy on these playa Hatin' bitches, ask me why when we ride Thug nigga till we die, no mercy on these playa Hatin' bitches, ask me why when we ride It's the imperial serial killer, alias Mussolini Mentally unstable G status, so you can't see me Drug warlord, riding Concorde jets Rag Vette's, shakin' bitches and snitches and trippin' on sets Ingle-Watts banger, keepin' one in the chamber For the anger that I build inside, when it's time to ride Suicidal thoughts lurk fuckin' no end to revenge Fuck any, my alias Mussolini They call me Idi, from the side of seedy Young nigga greedy, so I'm runnin' up on these niggaz easy It ain't nuttin', 'cause if they wantin' somethin' So I'ma commence to dumpin' stomp down And struck up while my beat is bumpin', Thuggin' To my fuckin' last nut, with Lo-Pole and Kastro Who you thought was on that asshole, don't ask though Outlaw Immortalz doin' this dit-nirt on the sli-zow Ain't no chance to hide when we ride My alias Khadafi, Trump tight so Feds can't copy Six-three and cocky quick to hit your bitch if she drop me Severely addicted to livin' like a fuckin' felon While beefin' with rookie cops the cookie rocks a nigga sellin' Since a short I been livin' life defiant, nickel plated chrome Got this baby Capone lookin' like a giant, and I ain't lyin' It's like it's me against myself with all these Backstabbin' snakes grabbin' at my fuckin' wealth Mo Khomeini goes terrorist, mad man killer The bottom of the river where the body lays and shivers I'm that nigga with the fifty cap pouch, with the murderous stacks That increase, while these motherfucker's eat beef It's been a long road, a lot of episodes And as the glock loads, I gotta teach hoes Reach hoes, make 'em feel a nigga when I'm mashin' Now I'm surpassin' any assassin Thug nigga till we die, no mercy on these playa Hatin' bitches, ask me why when we ride Thug nigga till we die, no mercy on these playa Hatin' bitches, ask me why when we ride Thug nigga till we die, no mercy on these playa Hatin' bitches, ask me why when we ride Thug nigga till we die, no mercy on these playa Hatin' bitches, ask me why when we ride Ha ha ha ha, Outlaw Immortalz baby Y'all niggaz can't fade this ol' crazy shit Makaveli, Hussein, Kastro, Khadafi, Mussolini Amin, Naploleon, Khomani what y'all really wanna do? Ha ha like them niggaz said, "What would you do? If you could fuck with me and my crew" He ha ha ha ha ha, Thug Life, yeah nigga Flashin' on niggaz Thug Life right? This year we Thug Life But we Outlaw Immortalz We die nigga, but we multiply, we like legends nigga Like I'll make you famous motherfuckers I'm talkin' about Newsweek and Time Magazine And all that ol' good shit My niggas make the papers baby My niggas make the front page