Lyrical Breakdown of GATman And Robbin - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how 50 Cent feat. Eminem weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "GATman And Robbin" 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 50 Cent feat. Eminem 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 50 Cent feat. Eminem's narrative.

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Gee wilikers Gatman they got me surrounded I'm on my way I got a gatman There's a problem I'ma solve it A nigga movin' around With a big ass revolver and a batman What the fuck are you retarded? You touch Shady I'll leave you dearly departed They say Batman Robin, Cagney or Lacey, it's 50 cent and Shady The worst baby, put your hands on my people I'll react crazy, put a hole thru ya front and ya back maybe But dude if you try me, I'll have ya ass hooked up to an IV I'll leave ya witnesses when I ride B You fuck with me, you see I'll react like an animal, I'll tear you apart If the masterpiece was murder, I'd major in art Niggas knew I wasn't wrapped too tight from start But bein' a little off, landed me on top of the charts (whoo) So you take the good with the bad, I guess Level three Teflon plate on my chest And my cock back hollow tip in the chamber Danger, anger will change ya And make ya aim that and squeeze I got a gat man There's a problem I'ma solve it A nigga movin' around With a big ass revolver and a batman Mothafucka you retarded You touch 50, I'll leave you dearly departed We're walkin away from a beef, one which clearly you started I said, were walkin away, did you hear me? You oughta be thankful that we ain't beefin We're still breathin' and just leave it at that That's when me and 50 and G-Unit hop back in the bat Mobile it ain't gonna be no more rap it's gonna be rat Retaliation will be like them Muslim Shiite attacks Some where along the line it's like me and 50 made pact He's got my back, I got his back (back) Its almost like were kinda, like Siamese twins 'Cause when we beef, we pull each other in To the bull shit like were conjoined at the hip It's just unavoidable, some of the shit is squashable Some shit'll never boil over Some of it will just simmer at best, if left alone But let it be known there will be no sit downs With no Daves and 'Zinos There will be no peace discussions with me There ain't gon' be no friendly debates over crumpets and tea Just quit fuckin' with me and I'll gladly quit fuckin' with you Just spit ya 16 and do what you gotta do to get through Without mentionin' me or the machine or Jimmy Iovine Or Dre or 50 or D-Twizzy, Obie and just let it be Or we'll be back with a Gatman There's a problem I'ma solve it A nigga movin' around With a big ass revolver and a batman What the fuck are you retarded? You touch Shady I'll leave you dearly departed Nigga you get it twisted, you can get ya wig splitted I don't give a fuck, I don't care if police know I did it Man I hustle, I get money, in the sunshine or a blizzard I go hard for that paper, homie I just gotta get it Got a money scheme, I'm plottin' in the county and I'm with it You cross me and you gon' make a cemetery visit That's gangsta, you know me I told it, 'cause I live it Shell cases drop, when that chopper chop Way up the block, get hit with copper tops When drama pop, the llama pop And it won't stop, you can run, call the cops This ain't new, niggas know how I be on it That shit you got, put my pistol to you I want it It's not a game, perfect game, you feel the flame Up against ya brain, man it's so hot I'll make ya wish it rained I got a gat man There's a problem I'ma solve it A nigga movin' around With a big ass revolver and a batman What the fuck are you retarded You touch Shady I'll leave you dearly departed ('parted,'parted)