Lyrical Breakdown of Real Live Shit (Remix) (Feat R - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Real Live Shit (Remix) (Feat R" 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 "Real Live Shit (Remix) (Feat R" 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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God body represent this shit without a shotty That's my word, you know what I'm sayin'? Verbal intercourse, you know what I'm sayin'? Hot rock slang, reversible talk, sound check Architect, mega talk show, alphabet kings Politic quick, we on some real live thug shit (We lay men in separate rooms, add a stain to the cup) Yo, yo, beat downs galore, cats walk away holdin' they jaws Wishin' they had yours, tours, posters, plush sneaker stores Boss be gettin' licked, kid, on whatever airline Restroom style courtesy from stewardess, the bitch washed mine Shellbox nines never been popped, knowledge, build shots Israelis be hittin' me, team theft made the store hot Jewels gleam, niggas beam, whole team labeled wallet king Goldie bought a pair, Johnny smeared, Dado went to green World's greatest, Las Vegas paid us Rap crusaders, casino champs, God sport the latest Today's math, fuck nothin' but ass, take Cristal baths Go half on his robbery, run up on Johnny Cash Kid's invincible, back to back screws, woo Suspenseful, ya get lynched, start to play it cool Like a man, like a night out, whiteys callin' me Like a double date, alkies gettin' steaks Yo, it's swine inside Hostess cakes Yo, my man, check the moral or get deaded Ya bust a shot and the big bullet was unleaded Word up, yeah, bounty killa (I leave 'em froze like heroin in they nose) Yo, I'm elected by a landslide, well known, heaven sent element That shit you talk's irrelevant, got power like the president My dialogue's benevolent, no question I'm connected Got a gift for stick ups and late night coke pick ups Money talk gets my dick up, especially drug related Money boss contemplated, Bronx blocks complicated New York biased so don't try us, mad corrupted minds For mad corrupted times, thank God I had rhymes I be a rapper, hooper, hustler, black entrepreneur Openin' doors for the poor, though it's against the law Livin' the climate for a killin', smack the law and fuck your order Some of us watchin' daughters, it's a slaughter In the world of scramblers and gamblers, dicks and dykes Long cars and caviar, you know the project, star I give a penny for your thoughts, pay a nickel for tush So stop beatin' 'round the bush and give it to me The way you look is goin' through me Sue me, takin' everything I got and Plottin' animosity for my property Got me and locked me away from the world I'm wonderin' who's puttin' use to my money and my girl Hot rock slang, reversible talk, sound check Architect, mega talk show, alphabet kings Politic quick, we on some real live thug shit Hot rock slang, reversible talk, sound check Architect, mega talk show, alphabet kings Politic quick, we on some real live thug shit Check it, yo Thoughts collaborate with gun talk, shatter we force My strategy stalks when casualties walk And tragically caught a cavity in they anatomy Assault and battery for havin' me Believin' that they bad in actuality, they cavalry butter soft Niggas runnin' off with the gun and talk Loose lips, slip the fucker two clips to shut him off (Blaow) So sweet dreams to your weak team, my heat fiends Ya ask the rest, see who pass the test of guns that blast the best You're not winnin' 'gainst, but Killa Sin is similar to Gilligan With villainous acts not worth the mentionin' Like snatchin' pocketbooks or claimin' bodies that you didn't catch Aimin' empty Glocks at niggas necks without intent to wet You just a wannabe, gonna be dead Nigga, in front of me with no abundancy amongst your currency Flat broke, sellin' lady powder, maybe even flour Last thing I heard, a fiend had flipped, splashed a baby's shower Yo, I remember gettin' ganked, staggerin' on the plank Dwellin' on the edge, full fledged, rappin' for bank Autopounds touchin' clowns, DT's clock rounds But Slick was in the SL, fo' the shells hit the ground Fifty-five on the belt, fifty grand in my belt Then I swerved to New Jers', that's where Iceberg melt It was a ruthless type of homicide, this is the drama side Porcelain nine milli slugs tear up your insides Venomous vocabulary, mad niggas heard it Got anointed like the Juice, two minutes before his verdict Who makin' claims? Who movin' 'caine on trains? Slick lines is open, out of state kids, give me the lane Def flip the track, cut the rhyme like quinine Stampin' undertaker, the slums is mine, nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, real live from the P This is the remix, word up Full Gambino representin' Tony Starks, yeah, yeah, my clique Cappadon doin' his thing Killa Sin, hit 'em, hit 'em, kid, yeah Lord Tariq, you nice, duke, uh K-Def, knahmean, keep crushin' 'em, son I, am the magnificent, am the magnificent Am the magnificent, am the magnificent Am the magnificent, am the magnificent Am the magnificent, am the magnificent Am the magnificent, am the magnificent You didn't know I was the bomb, baby Invincible, K to the Def, yeah You didn't know I was the bomb, baby Invincible, K to the Def, yeah You didn't know I was the bomb, baby Invincible, K to the Def, yeah You didn't know I was the bomb, baby Invincible, K to the Def, yeah You didn't know I was the bomb, baby Simply wasn't no type of big drug dealer But why sweat it? I'm all into my music 'cause that's how I make ends meet Aw, fuck it, the Kane is invincible Simply wasn't no type of big drug dealer But why sweat it? I'm all into my music 'cause that's how I make ends meet Aw, fuck it, the Kane is invincible The numbers changed and the crib's a little sadder But if you was real, you'd see it really wouldn't matter, hey The numbers changed and the crib's a little sadder But if you was real, you'd see it really wouldn't matter, hey The numbers changed and the crib's a little sadder But if you was real, you'd see it really wouldn't matter Don't fuck me in the head with that, go 'head with that Ooh, he got an afro, but I got dough Invincible, K to the Def, yeah You didn't know I was the bomb, baby Invincible, K to the Def, yeah You didn't know I was the bomb, baby Invincible, K to the Def, yeah You didn't know I was the bomb, baby Invincible, K to the Def, yeah Stop right there, you messed up, run it back, K