Lyrical Breakdown of Kamikaze - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Kamikaze" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Eminem weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Kamikaze" 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 Eminem 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 Eminem's narrative.
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(Fack) okay, (fack) how do I say this? (Fack)
Last year (fack) didn't work out so well for me (fack)
(Fack last year, fack, last year can eat a -)
2018 (fack), well (fack)
Yeah, yeah, I'm a f- kamikaze crashin' into everything
You beat me, Islamic Nazi, that means there is no such thing
I've been goin' for your jugular since Craig G "Duck Alert"
Wedgie in my underwear, the whole bedsheet and the comforter
Stuck up in my r- crack, kiss my disrespectful a-
I'll ride through your cul-de-sac, window cracked, bumpin' your reference tracks
Y-you collaborative effort rap, I-I have never said his raps
O-overstayed my welcome, stepped in crap and ruined your welcome mat
So spit that s- from the heart, you didn't write like you wrote it (wrote it, yeah)
While I teabag the microphone 'cause I go nuts on it (oh, yeah)
Like a fighter jet lined with explosives that'll strike any moment
Headed right at opponents, and I'm the f- pilot that flown it, I'm 'bout to
Smash into everyone, crash into everything
Back and I've just begun, "FACK", 2017
Fack, fack on everyone, fack, fack on everyone
Fack, fack on everyone, I'm a kamikaze, gonna
Smash into everyone, crash like an F-15
Damage already done, y'all shoulda let me be
Fack, fack on everyone, fack, fack on everyone
Fack, fack on everyone, I'm a kamikaze, gonna
I turned to rap 'cause it made me feel tough when I wasn't (wasn't)
From the moment I heard rappers cussin', I was in (was in)
Which is why I identify with the guy, who I was invented by, Dre's Frankenstein
Energized like a nine volt, ice-cold like Snake Eyes, twice in a row on a dice roll
But if the only reason I blowed is 'cause I'm white though
Why don't every other white rapper sell what I sold? (Ooh)
Kamikaze pilot, I wrote my suicide note
Here come the guys in white coats tryin' to stop me
'Fore I jump behind the controls and try to fly into foes
'Cause I'm takin' y'all with me when I go cyclone
I don't think this typhoon's lettin' up any time soon, here I go
Eyes closed, blindfolded, I'm 'bout to
Smash into everyone, crash into everything
Back and I've just begun, "FACK", 2017
Fack, fack on everyone, fack, fack on everyone
Fack, fack on everyone, I'm a kamikaze, gonna
Smash into everyone, crash like an F-15
Damage already done, y'all shoulda let me be
Fack, fack on everyone, fack, fack on everyone
Fack, fack on everyone, I'm a kamikaze, gonna smash
Kamikaze, kamikaze
Kami, kami-kamikaze, kamikaze, kami-kamikaze (kamikaze)
Look at what I've done
I heard your freestyle on Shade 45, that sh- was embarrassin'
There is no way we ever air that sh- again, I guarantee that
Wait, that sh- was so a-, it's somethin' we wouldn't dare re-air it (get it)
The sh- embarrassin' as me rear-endin' Tara Reid bare
In my therapy chair, my - is the hair length of Cher
Each - is the chair width of an Acorn, stair lift, beware of me
Lyrically I'm terrible, better get your lyrics prepared
Richard Ramirez is here, serial killin' every beat there is
Wait, wait, got the eeriest feelin'
Somethin' evil is lurkin', I'm no conspiracy theorist
But somethin' here is a foot, oh, yeah, it's my -
Get the measurin' stick (what?) 12 inches of wood (haha)
Wait, but I've been goin' for your jugular since Craig G "Duck Alert"
And I've come to pay respects 'cause if you sleep, you're f-, other words
You get laid to rest, and I hope your butt is hurt
Put me on a track, I go cray on it like a color book
You got some views, but you're still below me
Mine are higher, so, when you compare our views, you get overlooked
And I don't say the hook unless I wrote the hook
And now I'm just freestylin' in the vocal booth
And you know I've always spoke the truth
You're lyin' through your teeth so much, you broke a tooth
And it ain't somethin' I need a phone to do
When I say I can't wait 'til I get ahold of you
And I don't know what I'm s'posed to do
Line up the rappers, take my pic like a photo shoot