Lyrical Breakdown of Wolverine - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Wolverine" 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 "Wolverine" 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, with this guillotine Yeah, uh, yeah Instinct leaves me to another flow Yo (another ho, yeah), bitch Slam, dollar sign G's, like Veto Gennaveese (yeah) Devil's in position, they itchin', wishin' to get a piece (yeah) Rap wolverine, I proceed to survive the murder scene (yeah) You can't be my nigga if we can't share the same enemies (enemies) Niggas lactose intolerant to this cheddar cheese Youngins poppin' pills laced with fentanyl and amphetamines Get your brother whacked, while I'm fuckin' off in the Phillippines I'm judge, jury and executioner with this guillotine (guillotine) Yeah, I went from sellin' smack and activis' To fuckin' with venture capitalists, I'm tryin' to see what's after this (yeah) Courtside flow, a new ho' clappin' and Nigga, got seats by the team, like I'm low managin' Nigga got doctors and masters and dope traffickin' (yeah) Fuck the rap game, I drop my nuts on the whole establishment Once your people want to see your past, you can't be compassionate Time for me to incinerate these niggas, piss on your ashes, bitch, damn Yeah, yeah, yeah (fuck nigga, told you, you got asthma, you better keep your inhaler, bitch) I want to smoke my opps like Oppenheimer (yeah) Make a bomb and custom-design it, put it in front your mama Heart pump period blood, nigga, you aare vagina Catch the rock and Deebo a nigga like I'ma 49'er Ghost status, these niggas baby Jordan, they evil-minded Huh, these niggas evil-minded Walk on air like I was from North Carolina But I came straight out of Gary, so I walk straight off the moon I keep a Randy, Tito, Jackie and Jermaine, them are my goons Pray for Fred, I'm in the mountains, psychedelic off of shrooms Reminisced on all them cook-ups, gettin' dusted off the fumes Kept my mask on (mask on) Watch a fiend load the glass and get his blast on Heat rocks, sheat rocks soon as I turn the gas on (yeah) Next time they rap about you, it's gon' be a sad song (for my big homie) Bitch, I guarantee it (bitch), but fuck a nigga These Europeans, they still don't seem to treat us like human beings We way too busy bustin' at each other for us to see it (yeah) They stripped me of my culture and my language I still flipped and got famous, platinum card, no, no complainin' Nearly tipped you a slight of anus (nearly tipped you a slight of anus) I saw that shit on BET, I had to do it myself (yeah) Just keep them rat hoes out your crew when you accruin' your wealth (yeah) Don't ever force no ho to screw you, boy, you screwin' yourself (fuck nigga) Too many sex crimes, sex scenes, Weinstein, Epstein Them crackers rich forever, you black, they want the whole thing R. Kelly singing for commissary And, no, I don't condone the shit he did, but he got heat in my library I'm gone, nigga (I'm out of here, woo, shit) Yeah, uh, if I say another word, I might get canceled I stay posted in the castle 'cause the streets ain't worth the hassle (nah) Got the player of the decade trophy, posted on my mantle Who you fuckin' with, ho? (Yeah) Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, welcome aboard (Rabbit, nigga) (You get what I'm sayin', nigga) once you have located your seat We ask you that you please step out of the aisle (yeah) So the passengers behind you can pass you This will expedite our boarding process (uh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah) Your large carry-on items need to go in the overhead (yeah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah, yeah)