Lyrical Breakdown of We Ride For Shady - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "We Ride For Shady" 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 "We Ride For Shady" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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We run this shit 4-5 on the hip Been riding for Shady
Cash is no Shady Rex
The Dream Team
Sitting in the back of the All Great Action Room
Gun to the passenger for acting tough
Got a will and a passion Heart of an assassin
Plus on the draw down quick as fuck
Last move before I give all street shit up
Put a nigga in the ground face down, feet up
This nigga here tried to cuff me for my re-up
When I went to his crib he called police up
Now you on the way to being paraplegia
But sending messages to bitches like you go see us
Shady, Cash King got the dope things
Plus can move a square mile by block till I'm creamed up
Take the bullet out of Obey Head
Put it in my pistol and use it
Ammunition on the niggas that hit them
I go to war on the regular
Man cause I'm part of the Dream Team
You a regular man
Far as rap I don't see no competitors
And you see things like me with my metal in hand
I'm a state case boy with a federal plan
And hunting the beats, beating the shit out skinheads
I'm the spirit of a G bringing lyrics to the street
I'm Cash, a real dope boy on the beat
Slipped in the seat took clutch in the heat
Basically you niggas can't fuck with me
We running this shit
4-5 on the hip, bout to ride for Shady
Y'all niggas ain't hard
Y'all niggas ain't real
Y'all niggas ain't crazy
Bring it on if you want
You don't know the homicides that I've done lately
We running this shit
4-5 on the hip, bout to ride for Shady
Yeah, Trice is back on the Alki track with Cash
Just capitalizing on this mic
In fact we fucking with the cap in the rap
My nigga with the Nike cap
Keep the continuity quite exact
So I'm luring your cats into the second class act
Where maturity's the number uno aspect
As yet, who surpassed the driver?
O-Tri's the flow to die for
And the death blow survivor
I echo through your external vibe
With internal experiences I've acquired
I'm probably the most honest hip-hopper alive
A victim depicting images from my own eyes
Never living through Holmes, why?
Homie got his own set of Kahoola's
Stand up guy, it's Cash, it's O-Tri
Rappers we blow by
This is as accurate as the masses
We have it, no lie
We run this shit
4-5 on the hip
Been riding for Shady
Y'all niggas ain't dope
Y'all niggas ain't skilled
Y'all niggas ain't crazy
Bring it on if you want
You don't know the homicides that I got lately
We run this shit
4-5 on the hip
Been riding for Shady
We run this shit
4-5 on the hip
Bout to ride for Shady
Y'all niggas ain't hard
Y'all niggas ain't real
Y'all niggas ain't crazy
Bring it on if you want
You don't know the homicides that I've done lately
We run this shit
4-5 on the hip
Bout to ride for Shady