Lyrical Breakdown of Fire - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Fire" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Bone Thugs-n-Harmony weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Fire" 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 Bone Thugs-n-Harmony 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 Bone Thugs-n-Harmony's narrative.
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Fire, burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn
Yeah, we got that fire, burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn
The roof, the roof, the roof
Better heat ya block with heat so hot
The roof, the roof, the roof
Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not
The roof, the roof, the roof
Better heat ya block with heat so hot
The roof, the roof, the roof
Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not
Anywhere you wanna do it, nigga
We can get it poppin' like a firecracker but I'm wild
I get at cha, hit a nigga like a tractor, collapse ya, thrash ya
Rat-a-tat ya, matter of fact ya dead
Never comin' back here, sendin' out last year
Took a look at the competition, there was none there
So a nigga hit the hood, let it rumble in the streets
To let everybody know, we keep heat
Nigga got that fire, fire baby, got that fire fire baby
Got that fire, fire, baby, got that fire, fire, baby
Got that fire, fire, baby, got that fire, fire, baby
Got that fire, fire, baby, got that fire, fire, baby
Try to test me and I bet you get burned
And at the same time learn, that I'm not that nigga
Nigga on it for reala, you wanna deal with the killa
Give the scrilla to me, really, I get 'em, I get up in 'em
They betta be able to handle the heat
'Cause we gon' take it to a million degrees!
Somebody betta go and call the fire department
Them Bone niggaz all knock shit on fire
Fire, burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn
Yeah, we got that fire, burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn
The roof, the roof, the roof
Better heat ya block with heat so hot
The roof, the roof, the roof
Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not
The roof, the roof, the roof
Better heat ya block with heat so hot
The roof, the roof, the roof
Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not
Lil' L-Burna finna burn it up
We got 'em runnin' to the radio to turn it up
Like 'Is it really them thugs?' Yeah nigga this us
And when we come with the heat, we gon' burn ya up
Finna do damage cause I'm a certified criminal
I know it's illegal, but I'ma leave a nigga critical
Put the gun down, nigga we can get physical
Bullshit, tricked ya bang! You invisible
Disappear like the rest of these niggaz that are turnin' to ghosts
'Cause they can't come close to the original nine-nine
You know where to find mine, I'm strapped with a four-five
I'm posted with that
Fire, fire, baby, that fire, fire, baby
That fire, fire, baby, that fire, fire, baby
I ain't even gotta tell y'all niggaz
That the rhythm that I ride to the beat be scorchin'
Like the middle of the summer, tryna sit on the porch
No shade and your body be torchin'
Keep my name out ya mouth with that he say
She say, nigga better peep what we say
Fuck around and get caught up in the heatwave
Y'all nigga better not try to be brave
Fire, burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn
Yeah, we got that fire, burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn
The roof, the roof, the roof
Better heat ya block with heat so hot
The roof, the roof, the roof
Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not
The roof, the roof, the roof
Better heat ya block with heat so hot
The roof, the roof, the roof
Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not
Let me tell ya somethin', nigga, if the fire's started
I'm the nigga with the matches, let it flame up
Scare me, scare whoever shot, before you pull it
Better know what you're gon' do and who's who
Guaranteed to bring the flames, got that fire
When you're listening, yes, that that fire, fire
You don't like me, so what?
Act up, fire gon' make ya hate me
Fuck sick shit up, move up
Burn shit down, spark it up then ya lay down
'Cause I got that fire, fire, fire baby
Got that fire, fire, baby, got that fire, fire, baby
Got that fire, fire, baby, got that fire, fire, baby
And I'm old school, still don't believe me
Then ya let it all burn, then there's no clues
Gotta do what its gon' do
And that's burn, baby, burn
No questions, that's juks, snitches talk
Thugs get to walkin'
Them other niggaz gon' get served in the chalk
But not me, no witnesses, thugs, so burn, burn
Fire, burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn
Yeah, we got that fire, burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn
The roof, the roof, the roof
Better heat ya block with heat so hot
The roof, the roof, the roof
Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not
The roof, the roof, the roof
Better heat ya block with heat so hot
The roof, the roof, the roof
Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not