Lyrical Breakdown of Wanksta - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Wanksta" 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 "Wanksta" 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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It's 50, aka Ferrari F50, break it down I got a lot of livin' to do before I die
And I ain't got time to waste, let's make it
You say you a gangster, but you never popped none
You say you a wankster, and you need to stop frontin'
You ain't a friend of mine, you ain't no kin to mine
What makes you think that I'ma run up on you with a nine?
We do this all the time, right now we on the grind
So hurry up and cop and go, we sellin' nicks and dimes
Shorty, she's so fine, I gotta make her mine
A ass like that gotta be one of a kind
I crush em' every time, punch em' with every line
I'm fuckin' with their mind, I make em' press rewind
They know they can't shine if I'm around to rhyme
Been on peruses 94 cause I commit the crime
I said you're my line, I did a three to nine
The Ds ran up in my crib, you know who dropped me down
You say you a gangster, but you never popped none
You say you a wankster, and you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership, but you ain't ever cop none
You been hustling a long time, and you ain't got none
You say you a gangster, but you never popped none
You say you a wankster, and you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership, but you never cop none
You been hustling a long time, and you ain't got none
Damn homie, in high school you was the man
Homie, the fuck happened to you?
I got the sickest vendetta, when it come to the cheddar
Nigga, you play with my paper, you gon' meet my verretta
Now she already think I'm a sweater, you sippin' on I'm a verretta
You ain't one stendetta, I know I could do better
She look good, but I know she after my cheddar
She tryna get in my pockets, homie, and I ain't gon' let her
Be easy, start some bullshit, you get your whole crew wet
We in the club doin' the same old two-step
Guerrilla unit, cuz, they say we bogged down
Cuz we don't go nowhere without toast, we dogged down
You say you a gangster, but you never popped none
You say you a wankster, and you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership, but you never popped none
You been hustlin' a long time, and you ain't got none
You say you a gangster, but you never popped none
You say you a wankster, and you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership, but you never popped none
You been hustlin' a long time, and you ain't got none
Me, I'm no mobster, me, I'm no gangster
Me, I'm no hitman, me, I'm just me, me
Me, I'm no wankster, me, I'm no actor
But it's me you see on your TV, cuz I hustle, baby
This rap shit is so easy
I'm gettin' what you get for a brick to talk breezy
By any means, partner, I got the heat on your street
So you play me close, for sure I'm gon' pop my heat
Niggas sayin' they gon' murder 50, how?
We ridin' round with guns the size of Lil Bow Wow
What you know about AKs and AR-15s?
Equipped with night visions, shell catchers, and F-Bangs
You say you a gangster, but you never popped none
You say you a wankster, and you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership, but you never popped none
You been hustlin' a long time, and you ain't got none
You say you a gangster, but you never popped none
You say you a wankster, and you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership, but you never popped none
You been hustlin' a long time, and you ain't got none
Aha!
Damn, homie