Lyrical Breakdown of HOLD UP - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "HOLD UP" 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 "HOLD UP" 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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Nigga, hold up Every time my money fold up (ayy) When I show up Every single block, I sew up (oh) Like a needle to the thread or a seamstress So I tell her every time I go up (boom) Just in case you niggas thought it couldn't happen anymore Bitch, I'm forever gonna blow up And now it's time to go, I got to get this bread New sound, a celebration, lift a nigga throne up A nigga travel with the money, lift a nigga soul up Cup half-full, cup half-empty, let me bless a nigga with a whole cup 'Til we finish every bottle in this motherfucker and a nigga need to throw up So much dough, this shit will spread like flour If you ain't getting to the money, your pocket need to grow up (uh) I think you speeding, little nigga, you probably need to slow up While you running in a deli, I'm pulling out a razor and giving niggas cold cuts I ain't interested in partially natural asses, I wanna see a whole butt Nigga, hold up Every time my money fold up (ayy) When I show up Every single block, I sew up (oh) Like a needle to the thread or a seamstress So I tell her every time I go up (boom) Just in case you niggas thought it couldn't happen anymore Bitch, I'm forever gonna blow up And now it's our turn, we got to bust they head New sound, a celebration, watch the way we post up Talk foul about the God, I hope you motherfuckers choke up To go against the team, you're living in a dream And most you motherfuckers probably even smoke dust I pay 'em no mind, slide, I throw some money up and gold rush Ayo, we up, bitch, cool, enjoy life, tell me why you niggas acting so tough Last Dragon face-ass niggas, motherfuckers be reminding me of Sho'nuff We good over here, you need to focus on your own stuff Lighting up the party 'til we start reminding them of old Puff Nigga, hold up Every time my money fold up (ayy) When I show up Every single block, I sew up (oh) Like a needle to the thread or a seamstress So I tell her every time I go up (boom) Just in case you niggas thought it couldn't happen anymore Bitch, I'm forever gonna blow up And now it's time to go, I got to get this bread New sound, a celebration, lift a nigga throne up (lift a nigga throne up)