Lyrical Breakdown of Real N!@@a Sh!T - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Real N!@@a Sh!T" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Geto Boys weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Real N!@@a Sh!T" 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 Geto Boys 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 Geto Boys's narrative.
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Face
Mob in the house
GBChuck Nice
Willie D y'all
Uh-huh
I guess I'll open it up
Y'know?It's on, ring the alarm
Got a full metal jacket and the P7 I'm clutchin in my palm
When the first shot ring out, the last man standinbe the last man they bring out, ain't nobody starin
Niggaz is gettin somewhere they know the gunner ain't for play
He got some niggaz in the parkin lot sparkin off the AKSo rat-tat-tat, tat 'til yo' ass hit the motherfuckin flo'
What that Face
Mob lookin like ho?
You want drama, I'ma send it at you full speed pussy
The last of this motherfuckin species, push me
When it's on end your life, fuck who wrong you was right
You the nigga center stage, better go and get a stripe
Cause tonight, you fucked with big dawgs but they bite
Now I'm at you with a vengeance nigga, go and grab the mic
I don't threaten motherfuckers in the booth, I'm the truth
I was out there in the hood, nigga where the fuck was you?
I'm quick to introduce niggaz to real nigga shit
I don't bullshit with niggaz, I kill niggaz quick
Face the motherfuckin facts, you a rapper I'm a killer
I'm respected in these streets cause I'm a real-ass nigga