Lyrical Breakdown of Hater Shit - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Hater Shit" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Future weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Hater Shit" 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 Future 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 Future's narrative.
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Me and my niggas, we gonna lay everything down
We run in the bank and laying this motherfucker down
Run in the bank and we laying everything down, yeah
(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
Little niggas get murked around with that hating shit
Little niggas see the dirt, fucking with that hating shit
Little nigga get money, fuck around with hating shit
Little nigga take your bitch with all that hating shit
Audemar, my wrist, fuck that hating shit
Pucci on my bitch, fuck that hating shit
They tried to count me out, nigga I'm staying lit
Fuck around, took a loss then I planned this
Ain't taking no shots, nigga I'm mad rich
Made myself a boss, nigga and I'm savage
We ain't talking that talk, I don't put a address on it
Full grown 36 zones, ain't no flex on it
I'm putting on, and my money long, ain't no hex on me
Got a photon with a little chrome with a big TEC on me
Take my advice, you gotta get it in, in
Here come another one, all we do is win, win
She know I'm draped up with the cash on me
I'ma cash out on a Spider
El Chapo my idol
My watch as a chain, it's a brighter
Hot as a flame, a lighter
Training my hoes like fighters
Little niggas get murked around with that hating shit
Little niggas see the dirt, fucking with that hating shit
Little nigga get money, fuck around with hating shit
Little nigga take your bitch with all that hating shit
Audemar, my wrist, fuck that hating shit
Pucci on my bitch, fuck that hating shit
They tried to count me out, nigga I'm staying lit
Fuck around, took a loss then I planned this
In the 'partment, I was in your baby momma
In the 'partment, I was in your baby momma
On the carpet, I was hitting your baby momma
Tote the carbine with the 50 round drum
I'm the sergeant and lieutenant where I'm from
I'm a Martian, I'm really 1 of 1
No bargains, I'll buy a different one
I pull up wherever I want, I do whatever I want
You take her on dates and I won't
You holding her hand and I won't
You do whatever I won't and I do whatever I want
I got her mouth when I want, she let me hit when I want
You like the tricking, I won't
You claiming that bitch and I won't
Little niggas get murked around with that hating shit
Little niggas see the dirt, fucking with that hating shit
Little nigga get money, fuck around with hating shit
Little nigga take your bitch with all that hating shit
Audemar, my wrist, fuck that hating shit
Pucci on my bitch, fuck that hating shit
They tried to count me out, nigga I'm staying lit
Fuck around, took a loss-
We laying everything down
Me and my niggas, we gonna lay everything down
We run in the bank and laying this motherfucker down
Run in the bank and we laying everything down, yeah