Lyrical Breakdown of U Not Like Me - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "U Not Like Me" 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 "U Not Like Me" 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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NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (When it's on, that's who you get, huh?) NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (That's your motherfuckin' click, huh?) NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (You a motherfuckin' snitch, huh?) NYPD, LAPD, NYPD Niggaz wanna shine like me, rhyme like me Then walk around with a nine like me They don't wanna do it, three to nine like me And they ain't strong enough to take nine like me Ayo, you think about shittin' on 50, save it My songs belong in the Bible with King David I teach niggaz sign language, that ain't def son You heard that? That mean run Ask around, I ain't the one you wanna stun on, pa Pull through, I'll throw a fuckin' cocktail at your car From the last shootout, I got a demple on my face It's nothin', I can go after Mase's fanbase Shell hit my jaw, I ain't wait for doctor to get it out Hit my wisdom tooth, spit it out I don't smile a lot, cause ain't nothin' pretty Got a purple heart for war, and I ain't never left the City Hoes be like "Fitty, you so witty" On the dick like they heard I ghostwrite for P.Diddy You got fat while we starve, it's my turn I done felt how the shells burn, I still won't learn, won't learn If you get shot and run to the cop, you not like me You ain't got no work on the block, you not like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop, you not like me Like me duke, you not like me If you get shot and run to the cop, you not like me You ain't got no work on the block, you not like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop, you not like me Like me duke, you not like me Moma said "Everything that happened to us, was part of God's plan" So at night when I talk him, I got my gun in my hand Don't think I'm crazy, 'cause I don't fear man 'Cause I feel when I kill a man, God won't understand I got a head full of evil thoughts, am I Satan I been coulda killed these niggaz, I'm still waitin' In the telly with two whores, a Benz with two doors 32 carats in the cross, no flaws You see me in the hood, I got at least two guns I carry the glock, Tony carry my M1s Hold me down nigga, OGs tryin' to rock me D's waitin for my response to lock me This is my hustle, nigga, don't knock me You need some shit with banana clips to try and stop me I'm the one If you get shot and run to the cop, you not like me You ain't got no work on the block, you not like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop, you not like me Like me duke, you not like me If you get shot and run to the cop, you not like me You ain't got no work on the block, you not like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop, you not like me Like me duke, you not like me See, I done been to the Pearly Gates, they sent me back The good die young, I ain't eligable for that I shot niggaz, I been shot, sold crack in the street My attitude is gangsta, so I stand some beef You wanna get acquainted with me? You wanna know me? From 3 point range, with a glock, I shoot better then Kobe See a nigga standin' next to me, he probably my Co-D See a bitch gettin' in my whip, she probably gon' blow me See the flow is like a 38, it's special yo A country boy tell ya, I'm fittin' to blow I'm more like a pimp than a trick, you know See, I'm in this for the paper, I don't love the hoes Niggaz broke in the hood, worried about mines Grown ass men, wearin' starter piece shines You know them little pieces, with the little stones Got little clientele fiends call your cell phones When the gossip starts, I'm always the topic You too old for that shit dog, why don't you stop it Shorty, I been watchin' you watchin' me Now you tell me what you like more, my watch or me (Haha) If you get shot and run to the cop, you not like me You ain't got no work on the block, you not like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop, you not like me Like me duke, you not like me If you get shot and run to the cop, you not like me You ain't got no work on the block, you not like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop, you not like me Like me duke, you not like me Not like me We've got nothin' in common