Lyrical Breakdown of Gimme Some More - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Gimme Some More" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Busta Rhymes weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Gimme Some More" 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 Busta Rhymes 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 Busta Rhymes's narrative.

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Yeah, as a shorty, playing in the front yard of the crib Fell down, and I bumped my head Somebody helped me up and asked me if I bumped my head I said, "Yeah" So then they said, "Oh, so that mean we gon', you gon' switch it on 'em?" I said, "Yeah, Flipmode, Flipmode is the greatest" Knowing as a shorty, I was always told That if I ain't gon' be part of the greatest I gotta be the greatest myself C'mon, c'mon, yeah, c'mon Yeah, nigga, what? What a surprise Give ya some'n, make a nigga close both of your eyes All my niggas gettin' money capitalize Die little small guy, we on the rise Everything a nigga touch platinumize Fully equipped, you know we come wit' all the supplies Got a big gun, and I'ma show you the size You fuck wit' any of my Flipmode family ties Me and my niggas be comin' through stalkin' you out Killin' off any and everything you talkin' about See you in the club, now we walkin' you out Shoulda thought twice 'fore you went and opened your mouth Yo, anyway we stay keepin it movin' Fuckin' with the wrong nigga, hope you know what you doin' Now blame me, all the same niggas is lame It's not a game, makin' names still splittin' your frames! Y'all niggas had enough? (Gimme some more) Y'all niggas want the wild shit? (Gimme some more) Yo, Spliff, where the weed at? (Gimme some more) I know y'all niggas need that (gimme some more) Even though we getting money, you can (gimme some more) With the cars and the big crib (gimme some more) Everybody spread love (gimme some more) If you want it, let me hear you say it (gimme some more) Flash with a rash, gimme my cash flickin' my ash Runnin' with my money son go out with a blast Do what you want, a nigga's cuttin' the corner You fuckin' up the order, go ahead and meet the reporter Yo, she tellin' news on how you switch to a bitch Little fake funny style, nigga chill with a snitch So now I pass you straight up, I don't got nothing to ask you Make a little room for me and all my niggas to pass through Cartier, Sidney Poitier, hooray shit What with all my niggas from around the way shit When I come through, you niggas know I do my thing Bring more shit that generate money, cha-ching Arrest you lyrically, flow and caress you Bless you, then a nigga come to your rescue While you assume a nigga blossom and bloom I'm comin' soon, hit you with a boom, gimme some room! Y'all niggas had enough? (Gimme some more) Y'all niggas want the wild shit? (Gimme some more) Yo, Spliff, where the weed at? (Gimme some more) I know y'all niggas need that (gimme some more) Even though we getting money, you can (gimme some more) With the cars and the big crib (gimme some more) Everybody spread love (gimme some more) If you want it, let me hear you say it (gimme some more) Yo (yo) Live nigga shit, know what I mean? I represent while we gettin' money and reign supreme Hope you niggas know we comin' through full-steam Can't see me, better turn on your high beam All my niggas wildin', ringin' the siren (Flipmode!) Be the glory niggas on my team Never should you ever try to fuck wit' my cream I O.D. when my shit get all in your bloodstream Every time we be rippin' it, be blowing it down Blowing you off fuckin' wit' the hottest niggas around ('round) Ruckus when me and my people run through your town Holdin' it down takin' a while and then gimme my crown Aye (yo) all my people need to come and surround A nigga be hittin' so much it make you fall on the ground Sure to make you shout that's what I be all about Turnin' you out makin' all you niggas fall out! Y'all niggas had enough? (Gimme some more) Y'all niggas want the wild shit? (Gimme some more) Yo, Spliff, where the weed at? (Gimme some more) I know y'all niggas need that (gimme some more) Even though we getting money, you can (gimme some more) With the cars and the big crib (gimme some more) Everybody spread love (gimme some more) If you want it, let me hear you say it (gimme some more)