Lyrical Breakdown of What You Want - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "What You Want" 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 "What You Want" 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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Y'all niggas is dead, dead! What the fuck is wrong with y'all? Face illest street niggas, illest rap niggas It's murda! Motha fuckers wanna kill me but don't got the heart To look me in the eyes with the nine and spark Cause whether your for or against this When I spit with murderous intentions, everybody goes everybody knows The weapons I possess they not for show And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the door See once I flash mother fuckers better do the one shot dash Or be one shot ass J to the A-Y to the drive by to your hood screamin bye-bye to you Yo, shit I hope ya'll niggas know to lay low now Cause thou shall perish if you don't bow down Cause I hit em on sight, it's dark dim the lights You shot twice God bless to this the night That alot of niggas fear the coming of their life And you dead right be in hell looking for ice Fuckin with Ja you bitch niggas talking shit All on my dick you broke niggas making me rich You gonna blaze me cause you high ripped off the henne rock Flow semi-hot handling me your not Check my forte not even on a bad day you beat this Rather beat your dick or your bitch My flow be the sick shit, gravely ill Niggas dying cause they know I spit like iron, nothing but bark flyin Flows and mics, hell and night, go together like heaven and light Niggas ain't seein my plight I'm a cruddy nigga, goin' up raw-dog in dirty bitches And if I get burnt, I'm givin that shit to thirty bitches You say you know a nigga like me, guess again Poppy I might smile up in your face but I ain't your friend Poppy Jump out the fifteen hundred like runnin, niggas don't want it Get it, Done it, when I'm blunted However it went down, I made it happen, I made it scrapin' I made it fussin, bustin, I made it cappin And lettin off wasn't nothing new to a nigga Something to do to a nigga, Cause you is a fool nigga I know your type, you hype, all up off that fake shit You can't understand why a man would have to take shit Or steal shit, but this is that real, niggas kill shit, peel shit I hit you in your head you won't feel shit! GRRRR... Let the dogs lose on a niggas ass Find out if the niggas faster then the trigger's blast A fucking snake in the truest form Knowin' damn well that what I do is wrong, but still I do it strong Niggas is making movies so I gots to stop production I need a block to function and maybe I'll stop destructin These blocks are not for frontin', So let me get that shorty Cause you don't need that shorty You don't know what to do with that shorty You might as well hit this 40, before you hit the floor Another 24, What you want, Money, More!?! Uh! Dark man! DMX! Ruff Ryders! Def Jam!