Lyrical Breakdown of The Federation (ft. Mike Dece) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "The Federation (ft. Mike Dece)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Denzel Curry weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "The Federation (ft. Mike Dece)" 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 Denzel Curry employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Slidin' out 32, pistol regurgin' you
Tickin' like faster than Bob (?) you
I am not urging you, serve what I'm servin' to keep my mind straight and my pay full of holy good
Shots to your head like I'm Holyfield
Pistol beside me, my holy shield
All of this smoke you make, grow and yield
Ho, I don't give a fuck, cause I cannot feel
After the shit I've been through, demons deprivin' my mental
Kill them like candidates that could have done the thing
But then done done anything for you
I murk you gladly (?)
Another galaxy, might have me (?) we love our cousins, our hope too
Motherfucker, I don't know you, motherfucker, you don't know me
(?) as in runnin' in houses and robbin' since I was like 15
Hittin' licks with the R-15s and I'm killin' soo clean that It's crispy
Still CSBG till the CC, and I'm still the (?), can you see me?
This is the place I'm resigned and it will be the place that I'm dyin'
I pray that you faggots would try me and I will leave this whole fuckin' club side me
I do not have no time for decidin', I only break bread with my family
Always keep my pistol beside me, you are not fuckin' with my fuckin' family!
I only break bread with my brethren, money same color, the Namekian, couple green nuggets
Namekians, but you can't fuck with a veteran
Niggas can't fuck with the federation
Fuck what you heard, we the federation
Take a photo like my nigga Satan Super Saiyan slayin' to these salty niggas like they Himalayan
(?) makin' paper to mister razor
Bitches won't carry (?) no kamikaze
Haters in the cloud, I'm not Eddie Murphy
I'm master like Mercy Miller
(?) the ultimate, Curry the killer
(?) I'm an armadillo
(?) like some black mild cigarillos
Fuck a broke nigga, makin' Os like connect four on this
Puttin' down her esophagus
She know that my flow is extravagant
Too much money you'd think that I worship the Bahomet (NAH)
Preposterous, you are the offering
Obvious cause an apocalypse bumpin' 2Pacalypse (WOO)
I'm the Goku that's made outta chocolate (WOO!)
If you makin' money then I'm clockin' it, nigga
Keep it on tour, gotta get bust, I'mma get buff
Fuck a rich slut, knee deep In the gut
Bust nut in her mouth like what, what like DMX what
For a fuck nigga, who wanna (?)
You ain't ever seen a real nigga ride BMX
Fuck with the family, gang and ex then I'm at your neck with a fuckin' tec
The rest I can say none of the future and hatin' ass niggas can suck a dick
We the federation, we the federation