Lyrical Breakdown of Intro - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how DMX feat. Bashir Fadai weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Intro" 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 feat. Bashir Fadai employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Ruff Ryders

Ride or die

Get at these niggas dog

Yup, yup, yup

I don't really trust humans that much these days

Shit, fact of the matter is, I trust dogs more than I trust humans

Shit, nothing like that dog love I tell ya

Not just any dog, gotta be a pitbull

Yup, that's the only dog for me

You don't wanna get caught in a pit with one of them

They make good companions, but even worse enemies

It's all on how you take it

Nothing goes down I don't get a small piece of

Get the picture see the beauty in the beast of

The mad man, Mr. bad man is here

Cause a nigga like me smells wreck in the air

It just ain't fair, the shit that I be doing to niggas

And get away with the same shit ruining niggas

Cover all ground and I roll thick like the fog

Only motha fuckin' friend I ever had was a dog

Never ate the hog but glad to say I smoked plenty

The 5th Precinct to name one of many of'em

In one verse I beat you worse than your momma

I fuck around and eat you first like Dahmer's

I'ma, play that ass out like a bomber

Killed a nigga once for looking like he wanted drama

I'm buggin, the pain it hurts I gotta scream

AHHHHH!

Lettin' off a little steam

Society was just too much, I couldn't hack it

Six motha fuckin' years in a straight jacket

Yo black it wasn't wise for them to let me out the joint

Never really got better so I'm not on point

I just might flip, quick, but it's too late to be bitchin'

Got more loose screws than the table in your kitchen

I'm itchin', just hope you ain't around when I scratch

Cause like I said before, I eats what I catch

Searchin' shit will have a nigga hurt and sick

The dirt you kick will get you in the dirt and quick

Word to Miz, you niggas is kids, don't play

I'm too old for the jokes you'll get smoked, I don't play

I'm won't say what's gon' happen if you force my hand

Someone somewhere will be like "I lost my man"

Take it to heart it's about to get dark so run that

All that shit niggas talking been there done that

What black? Think it's an act? Then let me know

But he liked what I'm saying so shut the fuck up and let me flow

Yo you think it's a game? Keep playing

They gon' find your ass somewhere in a creek laying

It's over you just ain't laid down yet

And in a minute you gon' be that motha fucka' that ain't found yet

Hold off from making movies and make moves

Stop talking about shit that you can't prove

I'm the mountain you can't move, so why you trying

Looking at me stupid wondering why you dying

While you flying

Through the air with a big ass hole in your chest

Wishing you was holding a vest

But it's too late for wishing so all you getting is rest

Go to sleep, pa pa will take care of the stress

God bless and may He have mercy on your soul

POP POP

Take these two more with you on your stroll, nigga

Yup, yup, yup

I don't really trust humans that much these days

Shit, fact of the matter is, I trust dogs more than I trust humans

Shit, nothing like that dog love I tell ya

Not just any dog, gotta be a pitbull

Yup, that's the only dog for me

You don't wanna get caught in a pit with one of them

They make good companions, but even worse enemies

It's all on how you take it

You know how we do baby

Aight

Grand champ

You know how we do

Scratch all day, match our weight

Fuck nigga

You can't be fuckin' serious

A raccoon ain't nothing but a big cat