Lyrical Breakdown of Strong Enough - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Strong Enough" 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 "Strong Enough" 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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You ain't strong enough nigga
You probably go against me and win
But you, you don't stand a chance nigga
I do more than talk that, I motherfuckin' walk that
Blue Yankee cap back, fuck around get clapped at
I sleep with the stainless, I walk with the stainless
Man, everybody know about 50, I'm famous
New York, New York, I run New York
Ask Dread at the weed spot, I come through in the mean drop
In different boroughs I have different moments
On different days niggas know how I'm on it
I'm pretty like a Harlem nigga
I'm a shooter like a Brooklyn nigga
I'm a hustler don't get no bigger
Queens, South Side 'til they bury me
BX two tek's, flames out the nozzles
R1 one wheel, Christian Dior goggles
Spar with me start some shit send the shooters out
Come out the club we out front with the Rugers out
Nah, ain't no sense to talkin' peace my brother
That beef will probably send your monkey ass to see Allah
These niggas ain't strong enough, their money ain't long enough
When they bump heads with me they find out the guns do bust
We getting' paper in God we trust
These sucker ass niggas
These niggas ain't strong enough, their money ain't long enough
When they bump heads with me they find out the guns do bust
We getting' paper in God we trust
Suck on this nigga
When I said I'll kill ya, I'll kill ya
As a kid I wasn't kiddin' then
Special ed kid in the back on Ritalin
Crib all fucked up, hooptie all fucked up
Pockets all fucked up, now nigga wassup?
I'm rich now, niggas know about my dividends
Look at the Raw Report, check out what I'm livin' in
Fuck a spot now, I'm 'bout to buy a yacht now
Crib the size of the New York City clock now
Okay, okay, try me and get shot down
I'm like a zebra, I got so many stripes
I'm the fuckin' general, I run my clique right
It was five of us, all of us millionaires
Now one's a fuckin' junkie and one's a fuckin' queer
Now it's three of us, that's the way we started
They call me crazy, cold blooded and black hearted
I don't play no games, niggas beg for mercy
Then we T-O-S, put that ass to rest
These niggas ain't strong enough, their money ain't long enough
When they bump heads with me they find out the guns do bust
We gettin' paper in God we trust
These sucker ass niggas
These niggas ain't strong enough, their money ain't long enough
When they bump heads with me they find out the guns do bust
We gettin' paper in God we trust
Suck on this nigga