Lyrical Breakdown of What Was It - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Chief Keef weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "What Was It" 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 Chief Keef 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 Chief Keef's narrative.

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I come through lights and cameras Watch got me tripping She like, "Buy me something", no I ain't your nigga It tastes so good, this here what I'm sipping What I am is what I am naw I ain't flipping Got shooters in the trenches Bad bitch do the dishes Maid do my laundry, come in here you'll be missing I got all these hundreds, that is how I does it She like, "You know my name?", naw bitch what was it? No tears in the bucket but it's fuck it Think I'm from the Rucker causing ruckus Three point shit bitch I'm shooting buckets My car caught her at the light and he told her suck it Bitches see me they be tweaking say they love me Why was it because my pants so puffy Four thousand for this Gucci and it's fluffy I come through crawlin' (?) like I'm crossing Bang, call me Sosa Balboa I got a bad temper like Florida She think 'cuz she got a peach like Georgia She want me to wife her but I gotta get my lawyer I come through lights and cameras Watch got me tripping She like, "Buy me something", no I ain't your nigga It tastes so good this here what I'm sipping What I am is what I am naw I ain't flipping Got shooters in the trenches Bad bitch do the dishes Maid do my laundry, come in here you'll be missing I got all these hundreds, that is how I does it She like, "You know my name?" naw bitch what was it? I'm GLO'd up put the cameras on me Don't try I got the hammer on me I'ma scoop your bitch in a minute She'll think I'm gonna love her But I see her in a minute, gotta get me a dental Pull on her make her crippled It could not be so simple I want you to go down, you can do the cha cha limbo My car be slicing Kimbo Margielas fuck your Timbos I come through I'm capping, remember when I was little Got me shittin' on your Rollie, I don't want baloney I want me some steak, I want me some money I want me some fifties, I got me some hundreds Just to keep it 100, this clip hold hunnids What's up under my hood, you don't wanna see it nigga I take money you don't wanna be it Man I come from the hood, now I'm rich [?] It ain't about the money, then I can't see it I come through lights and cameras Watch got me tripping She like, "Buy me something", no I ain't your nigga It tastes so good this here what I'm sipping What I am is what I am naw I ain't flipping Got shooters in the trenches Bad bitch do the dishes Maid do my laundry, come in here you'll be missing I got all these hundreds, that is how I does it She like, "You know my name?" naw bitch what was it? (End)