Lyrical Breakdown of Gunz Come Out - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Gunz Come Out" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how 50 Cent weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Gunz Come Out" 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 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's narrative.
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Y'all niggas know
(What, what, y'all niggas know what I'm about)
Y'all niggas know
Find me at my do' when the gunz come out
Y'all niggas know
(What, what, y'all niggas know what I'm about)
Y'all niggas know
Find me at my do' when the gunz come out
I do this all the time, stuck with a little shine
Walk with a little nine, 'case I get in a bind
They say I'm fuckin' crazy, they think I'm out my mind
'Cause I'm down to bust a nigga head all the time
Now you know the hoes, they know how I roll
In that new Rolls with the suicide doors
22 inch chrome, a nigga money low
You try to touch me, I put out, ya get ya brains blown
You go against the grain, pussy and you on ya own
You right there in my zone, welcome to the terridome
The ice blowin' my chain, blood blow in my veins
Blue still in the range, I'm doin' my thang
The semi auto spray, run if you get away
I'll find your whereabouts and clap at you another day
Nigga play with the bread, get a hole in ya head
You touch a dime of mine thug and your ass dead
Y'all niggas know
(What, what, y'all niggas know what I'm about)
Y'all niggas know
Find me at my do' when the gunz come out
Y'all niggas know
(What, what, y'all niggas know what I'm about)
Y'all niggas know
Find me at my do' when the gunz come out
In the hood, hoopty, hate low, niggas don't know I'm around
Hop out, hit 'em up, lay my murder game down
You see me in ya projects, 187's in progress
Hard niggas finna' soften up when that lead touch 'em
You cut 'em once and keep fight, fuck it just keep cuttin' em
It's real killa instinct, kill or be killed
Trust me, you don't wanna feel how hollow tips feel
Fuck around and get ya cap peeled
Nigga you know the drill, Brownsville
Flat bush, ground heights, Brooklyn Zoo
Feed the wolves, they eat the food
And they [unverified] fathom too
Nigga welcome to the jungle, New York, New York
Gangstas who signed [unverified] actually let their guns talk
I'm cool with some bloods, I'm cool with some crippes
I'm cool but if there's a problem, nigga, I got extra clips
I don't know karate, but I split the bricks
I don't love 'em loverboy, we the shit bitch
Y'all niggas know
(What, what, y'all niggas know what I'm about)
Y'all niggas know
Find me at my do' when the gunz come out
Y'all niggas know
(What, what, y'all niggas know what I'm about)
Y'all niggas know
Find me at my do' when the gunz come out
I'll come through and touch ya, walk out then cut ya
In case your dumbass wanna tussle
AR-15, co-exist to make the shell case muffle
Scope, [unverified] run you're still dead
Hit your calf, hit your ass, hit ya back, then your head
Contract killa, murder for the scrilla
Search, find a nigga, run up behind a nigga
Shoot car windows out to flatline a nigga
Gun pop, heart stop, homie this is heavy
You on your way to meet your maker, nigga are you ready
No exception to the rule, death is promised
Plus I just bought my niggas new macs and llamas
Got respect for you, [unverified] I will 'comodate you
One phone call and niggas will exterminate you
No future fuckin' with me, there's no tomorrow
Niggas'll run up on you tonight and hit ya the hardest
Y'all niggas know
(What, what, y'all niggas know what I'm about)
Y'all niggas know
Find me at my do' when the gunz come out
Y'all niggas know
(What, what, y'all niggas know what I'm about)
Y'all niggas know
Find me at my do' when the gunz come out