Lyrical Breakdown of Dog Match - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Dog Match" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Eve weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Dog Match" 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 Eve 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 Eve's narrative.

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Now for every real dog There's that bitch that's behind him That bitch that when that nigga gets a missin' Old girl gon' stand with the dog Hand in hand with the dog And whenever the fuck went down She ran with the dog First time I had a match and didn't scratch And cats just lost time to niggas But the pups will fetch And I know my baby girl is going to stretch Any rapping motherfucker, male or female, takes a bet You can imagine what the bloodline is like Since I love mine to fight, I want some shit like, what time tonight? That thing just can't be for real Because any one of you faggots will catch a face full of lamb Bitch, son of a faggot Fucking maggots wish you had it As good as I got it I know my hands is in my pockets, but Eve got you spotted Even before the dark Cutting butter wall Call me I'm the type of bitch that can roll with the thug and wipe up the blood, roll in the mud with your other ducks, nigga bust What you need when the chips is down, alibi on the sand, whenever dents is found I get pounds to your niggas, they respect this bitch I spit rounds at your enemies, no less than six Always keep the extra click, dawg, talk me well The extra eyes on your team, I see who's next to fail Always hold your back up, I pick it up when you slack up And if the tension gets too close, I tell the bros to back up Fine, too tight, rhymes through ride Bitch and your little nigga lessons through lie HULA! Fuckin' with the dog, he's the master Plus he gon' show me how to blast you Bullets hit you, then pass you Split you, then stash you The game is real EVE and DMX, nigga, the name's real Fuck on with the dark, man, niggas keep peepin' Evil holdin' down now, niggas they believin' Crickets, niggas comin', crickets they'll be leavin' Paramedics on your chest, pushin' in, breathin' Fuck on with the dark, man, niggas keep peepin' Evil holdin' down now, niggas they believein' Crickets, niggas comin', crickets they'll be leavin' Paramedics on your chest, pushin' in, breathin' Him, girl! Ha-ha! That's my baby I'ma put the bitch down, cause the boy got rabies All my pups crazy Cause off the leash They can each stand a match For three hours at least And if the beast is in the big one The beast is in the little one Talk about Fuck him with the little gun That niggas had a little run What more do you want With your fans in the front You know what that is though You know I'm at this dope choice box, rippin' them out And you the only one can tame me when I'm flippin' them out Bites lethal, no recoverin', I fit no other than acid Up against the top contenders, none of them lasted This bitch gon' always hold you down, keep the cow a-thinkin' twice I keep sick, gritty nigga, never think that love is right Turnin' my back and somethin' has to do, I never take flight Cause any breed he puts me up against, this bitch is gonna buy Fuck on with the dark, man, niggas keep peepin' Evil holdin' down now, niggas they believin' Crickets, niggas comin', crickets they'll be leavin' Paramedics on your chest, pushin' in, breathin'