Lyrical Breakdown of Press Rewind - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Press Rewind" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Ghostface Killah weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Press Rewind" 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 Ghostface Killah 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 Ghostface Killah's narrative.
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Heel up, wheel up, bring it back come rewind
Heel heel up, wheel up, bring it back come rewind
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back come rewind
Back back come rewind
Back come rewind
I kick the live shit
I kick the live shit (kick the live shit)
I kick that live shit
Live live live shit (live shit)
I kick the live shit
Live live live shit (kick the live shit)
That '95 shit, make you press rewind shit
I get the munchies on you crash dummies, startin' with a glasss arm
Money like Russell Simmons, sittin' on a Phat Farm
Semi-auto, four fifths, more pips
One more Sprite to quench my thirst
For who I'm gon' kill tonight
New machines from the Phillipines
Like two loud moth hood rat bitches
I'ma make a scene
Thinkin' you strong Teflon, Louis Vuitton
But no I never miss that target
'Cause your neck's long
There's more room for a head shot
It's like I shoved dynamite in yo' mouth
The way yo' head pop
I'ma cake boss, with lawyer experience
Forensic expert
My murders are serious (serious)
Delirious (delirious)
Talledega Nights
We comin' back with the cream like a Brazilian heist
Blowin' like helium
Over a million mics
We in the building with billions building with wings and tries
I kick the live shit
I kick the live shit (kick the live shit)
I kick that live shit
Live live live shit (live shit)
I kick the live shit
Live live live shit (kick the live shit)
That '95 shit, make you press rewind shit
Ayo, grand daddy perps
The land that he works, man, the Grand Canyon turf
I'm from the land where them can is dispersed
Michael Landis stanways and man, you in church
I'm brewin' crack with the pimp work honestly
But I was on those steps to Heaven, probably
On the way up I changed my mind lobotomy
Catch a stray thought I merk
Fly art paintings since my birth
Burn the WiFi, white widow, no church
Rock the fiddle for these niggas, I'ma let 'em eat dirt
Honey go sweet pea straight through Cairo bees
I bleed at least my soul spiral over Egypt's seas
Then load the clip in secret
Normandy Beach shit
Pour me a drink, explorin' the pink In my weak timbs
I'm more diamonds that minks
You niggas sequins
We both gon' rock, but you can leave the secrets
I kick the live shit
I kick the live shit (kick the live shit)
I kick that live shit
Live live live shit (live shit)
I kick the live shit
Live live live shit (kick the live shit)
That '95 shit, make you press rewind shit
Yo, gold steel stack rockin' with propane
Draco in the Tesla, better stay up in yo' lane
Jumpin' off the drivin' board
Swimmin' in champagne
Cats ain't ready for the Agail Goo rain
I ain't with the cosignin' or with the name droppin'
Spectatin' from the sideline, I see haters watchin'
Know I'm gettin' money man, fuck who think they the hottest
I ain't tryna hear you if you ain't never made a deposit
I've been Balik, the hybrid of Osiris watch me destroy the virus
Bars turn into gold, they call me King Midas
You in a different climate, I feel more than delighted
The definition of wild leave these rappers in spite
Big dreams bigger desires and empires
Marlo off of The Wire
Who the men for hire?
I kick that live shit, that's why the real ones admire
Say less watch the right, if you think it's quiet
I kick the live shit
I kick the live shit (kick the live shit)
I kick that live shit
Live live live shit (live shit)
I kick the live shit
Live live live shit (kick the live shit)
That '95 shit, make you press rewind shit
Everyone wants a piece of my pie
That's why my heart's freezin', it ain't even outside (outside)
Killin' everything I touch, I'ma need a disguise (disguise)
It's like the guy on the front, 12 reasons to die (die)
No no revenge plan's sweeter than mine now
That's how I did, I'm brushin' killer bees out the hive now
So who can I trust, I can't even decide now
It seems like everyone, wants to see my demise now
That's why my circle's small, like the center of a dart board
My dark swords, like an eagle with the sharp sword
Lion hearted, every barb in a large roar
Your hands out then I'll slam 'em in the car door
I'll drive off, find a better accomplice
Workin' every day, like I never accomplish
So I took my chances and I rolled the dice
Made it happen, but it didn't happen over night
I went from chillin' in the basement in Toad's place
To going on the road with Red, Meth and Ghostface
Doin' all these shows, sold out with no space
Always kept us movin' even though it was bit slow pace
Way things been goin' it's been turnin' to shit
Cats acting like you own ain't earnin' this shit
No drive, they don't even have a learner's permit
Inside my flames burnin' like the furnace was lit
They want a space in this game, but afraid they -
Shootin' for the stars, but can't take the kickback
Fallin' on they face, they never brace for impact
I'm all that remains and the name is Big Stat
They say I'm the next great, they know it's a checkmate
Know it's comin' closer, touchin' this like fresh paint
If you look at rap, like you used to love it
Press rewind 'cause you lookin' at the future of it
I kick the live shit
I kick the live shit (kick the live shit)
I kick that live shit
Live live live shit (live shit)
I kick the live shit
Live live live shit (kick the live shit)
That '95 shit, make you press rewind shit
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back come rewind
Heel heel up, wheel up, bring it back come rewind
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back come rewind
Back back come rewind
Back come rewind
I kick the live shit
I kick the live shit (kick the live shit)
I kick that live shit
Live live live shit (live shit)
I kick the live shit
Live live live shit (kick the live shit)
That '95 shit, make you press rewind shit
Yeah