Lyrical Breakdown of Rearview - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Yeah I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust So many playa-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us I say these bitches got it twisted they don't know who to fuck So many playa-hatin' niggas tryna shine like us I said, I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust So many playa-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us I say these bitches got it twisted they don't know who to fuck So many playa-hatin' niggas tryna shine like us Say they ready, I don't think they know it Working while I got some prices on my license Some nigga tried to green light me, but I wasn't going I used to lay up with this bitch I used to flip and didn't really give a shit about a nigga flowin' She was contentious, tryna grind up to a brick You could see her in the kitchen whippin' with the soda I bought a ounce of cocaina for I bent her over And I remember when the broads used to put me out Cars I was sleepin' out Pill hella heavy, hella bars I can't even count LA county jail, ain't got my moms here to bail me out Rap game break your homies hearts if you leave 'em out Dope game'll leave you with a charge if you gettin' out Government will fuck a nigga dreams, never live 'em out I'm trapping on the blade, hella cards I was sweeping out Rap game break these niggas hearts if you leave 'em out I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust So many player-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us Said these bitches got it twisted they don't know who to fuck So many player-hatin' niggas tryna shine like us Say they ready, I don't think they know it Yeah, yeah Say they ready, I don't think they know it Yeah Straight to hell where these niggas goin' Yeah, lifestyles of the insane, bang Cost a little extra tryna be a real nigga I thought a record contract would get the rent paid Freddie Kane world tour fuck a deal, nigga And all the niggas jumped off, that was your loss And they forgot who was the boss and covered all costs But yesterday a 50 package got 'em all off I UPS it on the ground, bet they all off From the pages of a psychopath And nowadays I never write 'em, just recite 'em, yeah I put the lighter to the fire, and ignite it, yeah My neighbor used to hit my alley just to buy a bag And I remember when the broads used to put me out Cars I was sleepin' out Pill hella heavy, hella bars I can't even count LA county jail, ain't got my moms here to bail me out Rap game break your homies hearts if you leave 'em out I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust So many player-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us I say these bitches got it twisted they don't know who to fuck So many player-hatin' niggas tryna shine like us I say they ready, I don't think they know it Yeah, yeah Say they ready, I don't think they know it Yeah, yeah, yeah I said, I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust So many player-hatin' niggas tryna sound like us I say these bitches got it twisted they don't know who to fuck So many player-hatin' niggas tryna shine like us I say they ready, I don't think they know it Yeah, yeah Say they ready, I don't think they know it Yeah Straight to hell where these niggas goin' Yeah Straight to hell where these niggas goin' Yeah, yeah Straight to hell where these niggas goin' Yeah Straight to hell where these niggas goin' Fuck Say they ready, i don't think they know it