Lyrical Breakdown of Redrum - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Redrum" 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 "Redrum" 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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No, it don't fucking matter
{"Doesn't really matter - us"}
We gon' do it my way
{"Doesn't really matter - us"}
From here on out it's my way
187 in motion
Hammer cocked when I'm coastin', yeah
187 in motion
Hammer cocked when I'm coastin'
Redrum, redrum
Fuck with me it'll be murder one
Redrum, redrum
One shooter, ten shots, one gun
This is redrum
{"Oh, it's too late, oh, it's too late"}
If I hit him I'll hurt him, I just catch him and murk him
I'm not sitting here waiting for him to come back, nah
Soon as I spot him I got him, I'mma run up and drop him
Get that P-90 popping, nigga hold that, uh
I get the gun and they running, niggas know me for dumbing
I got a good reputation, what the fuck can I say?
Some of these niggas is bitches, yeah, most of 'em snitches
So I don't let 'em know it's me doing dirt when it's me
I know just how to work it, I can make it go perfect
Have the homicides sitting there scratching their head
To me a victim's a victim, you could pay me and pick 'em
Then I hunt 'em down and take his head off like a deer
I bet you think that I'm vicious, catch you hugging and kissing
While the love's in the air I put a hole in your heart
Plus so now that I'm missing, I'm a fucking magician
You might find my DNA all over your broad
Me and my cannibal methods, I eat you niggas for breakfast
See the cannon respect it, nigga, take off the chain (now)
Robberies turn to murder, I do shit you ain't heard of
Change my mind and just pop you in a blink of an eye
I know you thought I was bluffing, but to me this is nothing
Now you can lay there leaking, go 'head curl up and die
You tell God when you see him I'll be happy to meet him
I went to service this evening, he forgives, not I
It's murder
Nothing but murder