Lyrical Breakdown of Bring Your Whole Crew - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Bring Your Whole Crew" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

Lyric Overview: Witness how DMX weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Bring Your Whole Crew" 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 DMX 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 DMX's narrative.

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Ayy! C'mon

Uh, uh-huh

But they don't hear me though

Uh, but they don't hear me though

Uh, but they don't, they don't

They don't, they don't

I got blood on my hands and there's no remorse

And got blood on my dick 'cause I fucked a corpse

I'm a nasty nigga, when you pass me, nigga, look me in my eyes

Tell me to my fuckin' face that you ready to die

You be a dead motherfucker, red motherfucker

Don't be stupid, you heard what I said, motherfucker

Who shot you? Aw nigga, like you don't know

Sticking you for yo' dough while I'm fuckin' yo' broke hoe

Yo! Don't you get the picture? Niggas can't touch me

'Cause I don't give a fuck G, I'll get you touched B

I got joints that with one slug could take apart a door

And enough crazy niggas behind me to start a war

So, what you want nigga? Help, 'cause you's about to rest

When I'm fed, Red Cross couldn't clean up the mess

And a vest will do nothin' but make you look a little thicker

'Cause in the dark, you ain't nothin' but a lil' nigga

And if you'd been thinkin' about that shit you did

You wouldn't have brought the joint, with you kid

Now I'ma have to get you kid

And split your wig, with the machete

I bring beef to niggas, and string 'em out, like spaghetti

You ain't ready nor can you stand how I'm bringing it

I'm givin' it is how I'm livin' it, so I'm swinging it

Red dot on your head, 'cause you's in mid-range

Red dot on your chest, opens up your rib cage

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

Now if your heart was as big as your mouth, you'd be real

But it's not, so I know if you get knocked, you'll squeal

Like a bitch, 'cause you is a bitch and always been a bitch

And you know how niggas do a bitch, we run up in a bitch

Put something in a bitch

Nigga, do you know me? Nigga, do you owe me?

Figured you could blow me?

Well, I'm a let this trigger fill you homey

Y'all niggas gots to be smoking something

Thinkin' you choking something

Fuckin' around with me, you'll be a broken something

I'm out for blood with the Crips at war

How much shit could you talk with your lips on the floor?

Pussy niggas make me itch, so I scratch, you is a bitch

So, I snatch up your face, fake ass pencil I scratch you

Yeah, there was a time

When I woulda jumped up and choked this nigga

But now I'm on some shit like, "Yo, smoke this nigga!"

I'm 'bout to find out how much guts you got before I spill 'em

Somebody come and get this motherfucker before I kill him

Ah, fresh out the asylum, I'm wylin'

Y'all niggas know the phone numbers for help, you best to dial 'em

911, emergency, the urgency

Will have witnesses seeing what the surgeon see

How far you gon' get with your dome split, fool?

I catch your man slipping 'cause he think his shit cool

But it ain't, so I paint the walls with his blood

Another dick in the mud, nigga what?

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through (c'mon)

Hey yo, you know who this is for? Uh

They let the dogs in the door (c'mon)

Ay-yo, you know who this is for (c'mon)

They let the dogs in the door (yeah-yeah)

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew (c'mon!)

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through (c'mon!)

I just love