Lyrical Breakdown of ROBOSHOTTA - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "ROBOSHOTTA" 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 "ROBOSHOTTA" 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
We gon' show a nigga how blackout is supposed to feel
I kick a bwoy face off like we playin' soccer
I got that white, you can call it Cyndi Lauper
I hope you don't front, duke'll meet your baby mother
I fuck your bitch more than you, yuh a baby father
My passport pregnant, niggas call me globetrotter
Fresh dip, nigga stay in Dolce & Gabbana
See every time mi do it, yes, mi haffi do it proper
And when mi in di building, bitch, you know it don't matter, matter, matter
Yeah, wid a whole heap a shotta
Wid a whole heap a Glock and di whole a dem a choppa
Baow, baow, baow! Shots fly, Waka Flocka
I oversee my bread, my bitches count my every dollar
Can you give me that? It's still-
They said it's still eco, can you give me that?
Can you give me that?
Yuh, man ah god to a demon, that we can agree on
Pledge your allegiance to better not involve me
Word to every diamond in my Jesus piece
Serious, re-re-real, head banger
You better get back, I be a suicide bummer
Like it's a spell, we ah spend we whole life on that
S'body kill fi di flex, s'bdoy die fi di banner
Somebody try kill somebody, then somebody gun jam up
Now somebody cyan stand up, woi
Walk on it, talk and get done up
Bad mind dem backbite and plan up
Wi nuh tek bad up, that mathematics don't add up
Yeah, they call me Burna Boy, but I'm a full-grown adult
No sign of weakness
Can you give me that? It's still-
They said it's still eco, can you give me that?
Can you give me that? Can you give me that?
Riding with tree man in a Benz like Spragga
Come fi melt dung yuh whole block wid di lava
Open yuh mouth, yuh flesh coming like piranha
Bullet lick yuh dung and mek yuh drop inna di water
Likkle yute, have manners when you walk up to yuh father
Mi and Burna, come fi kill yuh wid a scorcha
Free Kartel before di man turn into martyr
Wi come fi fuck up everyting, yuh know di order