Lyrical Breakdown of Ruff Ryders' Anthem - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Ruff Ryders' Anthem" 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 "Ruff Ryders' Anthem" 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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Uh Something new Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll Niggas wanna try, niggas wanna lie Then niggas wonder why niggas wanna die All I know is pain, all I feel is rain How can I maintain with that shit on my brain? I resort to violence, my niggas move in silence Like you don't know what our style is New York niggas the wildest My niggas is with it, you want it? Come and get it Took it then we split it, you fuckin' right we did it What the fuck you gon' do when we run up on you? Fuckin' with the wrong crew Don't know what we're goin' through I'ma have to show niggas how easily we blow niggas When you find out there's some mo' niggas That's runnin' with yo' niggas Nothin' we can't handle, break it up and dismantle Light it up like a candle just 'cause I can't stand you Put my shit on tapes like you bustin' grapes Think you holdin' weight? Then you haven't met the apes Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll Is y'all niggas crazy? I'll bust you and be Swayze Stop actin' like a baby, mind your business, lady! Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you You know I'm tryin' to get rid of you, yeah I know, it's pitiful That's how niggas get down Watch my niggas spit rounds Make y'all niggas kiss ground just for talkin' shit, clown Oh, you think it's funny? Then you don't know me, money It's about to get ugly, fuck it, dawg, I'm hungry I guess you know what that mean Come up off that green, rob niggas on ravine Don't make it a murder scene Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone Let a dog roam and he'll find his way home Home of the brave, my home is a cage Ayo I'ma slave 'til my home is a grave I'ma pull capers, it's all about the papers Bitches caught the vapors and now they wanna rape us Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll Look what you done started, asked for it, you got it Had it, shoulda shot it, now you're dearly departed Get at me, dawg, did I rip shit? With this one here, I flip shit Niggas know when I kick shit, it's gon' be some slick shit What was that look for when I walked in the door? Oh, you thought you was raw? Boom! Not anymore 'Cause now you on the floor, wishin' you never saw Me walk through that door with that .44 Now it's time for bed, two more to the head Got the floor red, yeah, that nigga's dead Another unsolved mystery, it's goin' down in history Niggas ain't never did shit to me Bitch-ass niggas can't get to me Gots to make the move, got a point to prove Gotta make them groove, got 'em all like "Ooh!" So to the next time you hear this nigga rhyme Try to keep your mind on gettin' pussy and crime Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Talk is cheap, motherfucker!