Lyrical Breakdown of Rite Where U Stand - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Rite Where U Stand" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Gang Starr weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Rite Where U Stand" 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 Gang Starr 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 Gang Starr's narrative.
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(Wh-wh-what-what can I, what can I say? Let me explain this to you)
Yo
Yo, I don't even want to fight with you, man
I'll lay you right where you stand
You can catch a few shells
One go right through your Polo, man
Usually I'm dolo and I got a crazy team
Call Kiss to ride on you, watch for the laser beam
Shit, it's that OG flavor
Remind you of a corner bodega and that Olde E behavior
On point, but I ain't tryna scuffle with chumps
My long joints got the culture power plus the double pump
Troublesome to anyone who stands in the way
I'll stand and I'll spray, fuck if your man's in the way
Your girl want me 'cause I do it better than you
The whole world wants me, nigga, I'ma legend to you
Like LL, Rakim, Ice-T and them niggas
Like Cube, Snoop and Dre, I'ma be seenin' them figures
It don't matter, you don't have to be likin' me, man
Keep playin', you'll be layin there, right where you stand
Gun on my waist, knife in my hand
I keep tellin' you cowards
I'ma leave you there right where you stand
I don't wanna talk and I ain't tryna fight with your man
Tryna get it over quick, leave you right where you stand
Some say I'm trifflin', sometimes I rightfully am
But I don't give a fuck, I'ma leave you right where you stand
You just mad, you will never be as nice as I am
D-Block, Gang Starr, leave you right where you stand, what
Yo, they wanna know why I invest all my money into haze and into dope
'Cause right now, I'm currently a slave for Interscope
Respect first, then money, basic shit
If you got niggas under pressure, you could take they shit
Listen, I'ma leave you right where you stand
Have the ambulance pass your Timberlands off right to your man
'Cause he pussy, he ain't gon' do nothin' but look
When it come to beef, he don't want do nothing but cook
As soon as the chrome scope him
Right there, two in the dome, smokin'
Kiss keep funeral homes open
I fall back, smoke an ounce in the dark
Bounce on a Preme track like I bounce on a NARC
Keep playin', y'all niggas'll burn
And you know they say it takes somethin' to happen for niggas to learn
Let the .40 cal give 'em a perm
This industry is like bacteria and my flow is a germ
Just mad you'll never be as nice as I am
J to the mwah, and I'll leave you right where you stand, uh
(Ya gangstas is cosmetic)
(Keep playin', you'll be layin' there, right where you stand)
(My people from the hood stay on the grind)
(D-Block, GangStarr, leave you right where you stand, what)
(Ya gangstas is cosmetic)
(Word)
I see you got the fear of God in you
We'll tear your heart in two
Too bad you didn't know what you got into
Yeah, the most righteous, to Malcolm got a close likeness
My name carry weight, decapitate most vipers
Hot rhyme-spitter, dime-hitter, case-beater
Flow is angry like I'm in your face with heaters
Chasin' beavers? Nah, I'll never have to do that
P.I. 'til I die and I just laugh at you cats
You happy perhaps 'cause you got dough and bitches
But no love in the street only from 'mos and snitches
Only from the meat-lapin', suckers won't see it happen
Cross that line, then it's time for the heat clappin'
I do my thing like a whole planet depends on me
I got game to make Janet wanna spend on me
Some say I'm trifflin' and sometimes I rightfully am
Get your man, I'll lay him right where he stand
Gun on my waist, knife in my hand
I keep tellin' you cowards
I'ma leave you there right where you stand
I don't wanna talk and I ain't tryna fight with your man
Tryna get it over quick, leave you right where you stand
Some say I'm trifflin', sometimes I rightfully am
But I don't give a fuck, I'ma leave you right where you stand
You just mad, you will never be as nice as I am
D-Block, Gang Starr, leave you right where you stand, what