Lyrical Breakdown of Oh No - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Oh No" 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 "Oh No" 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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(Feat. Snoop Dogg) [50 talkin:] It's 50 dent S-N-double O-P You don't want no snoop you don't want it wit me [Chorus (50 cent):] Everytime I come around they like "Oh No" I get to trippin; slap the clip up in my 44 Shit I been thru in my hood made my heart cold I get to poppin off that thang like I'm loco No sense in coppin pleas when you see my knife out (knife out) Motherfuckers light out (lights out) Here comes Snoop, uh (oh shit) (Oh No) Sup Nigga, sup now, huh? (Oh No) [Snoop:] Ricky Ticky Timble, C's is the symbol Courdoroy khakis, stacies brimmed up Straight razors just to keep you trimmed up 1-8-7, oh yeah, now you remember He's electrifyin original So gangster, Snoop Dogg the criminal The one you hate to love, in the club, in the cut Hugged up wit yo bitch, nigga I don't give a shit You betta check dat ho, that's what wreckin G Now step your game down, cause ain't no checkin me You'll be respectin me until you leave this room Or my gat'll go boom, bullets go zoom Now your names on a tomb They pourin out liqour wit no room to consume, you silly bafoon I pop niggas like balloons, I ain't feelin em Walkin in my big blue chucks cause I'm killin em [Chorus] [Talkin:] Hey whaddup cuz, it's 50 cent; What's happnin nigga? [50 Cent:] Ever since the moment I was born I been dyin (Yea) Hundred miles an hour pulse flyin wit my eye... an He who fears fate lives like a coward You go against me, you'll be devoured Then you get to poppin you'll have a change of heart I hit your chest a couple times you'll have to change your heart Have doc usin donors, dead niggas with spare parts You come back wit lungs of a snitch, an the heart of a dead nark Niggas never see the light till it spark Then they bleed, it get cold, then shit get dark You can call me the beast from the east, I run these streets You can eat hollow tip shells or you can work for me These rap niggas crazy, my mercy has limits Push Me - a hundred revolvers'll get to spinnin Your services are no longer needed; Rock-a-bye baby My bitch'll do it to you with a lil 380 (Yea) [Chorus] [Snoop Dogg:] I'm bailin thru the door again Let the Momo pour again Me my ho again Yea she got the four up in this motherfucker And Imma bust it if you try to rush us or touch us or sucka duck us It'll crack off, Now back off - real slow An if you don't know, I never hesitate to shoot a ho Yea that's my reputation - you test my patience You your fam - bam - gon hear the blam, blam Goddammit I'm at it again They done let that bitch nigga up outta the pen And now he lookin for me - what the heck - my game is built on respect Now I'm breathin down your mortherfuckin neck I dumps till my clips is empty I'm headin down Willshire to send the scent-e (?) And when I get there don't ask who sent me Just take dem shots an drop it like it's hot Bitch Nigga [Chorus] [Talkin:] Ha-ha-ha Yea Nigga Just when you thought I was gone Slide back up on you like the wind nigga Hurricane D-O-Double G With the G, G, G, G, G, G-unit