Lyrical Breakdown of Wicked With Lead - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Wicked With Lead" 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 "Wicked With Lead" 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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[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah... yeah.
Yo, yo
[Ghostface Killah]
Talk about it, if you live it, if not, don't even spit it
Fuck your niggaz and them rap credits
I'm in the '88 candidates, paisley'd out
In them Coca-Cola rugby's, two bitches, with a front in my mouth
That's right, standin' in the lobby with tech
Briefer sheets, make the leaf, taste better, we love that wet
Got the new Patrick Ewing Jr.'s, square you, it was boomin'
We was robbin' digits, James or Rakim, he kept it smooth and
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, can I bone you? Say I can
Yes, I can, I'm lethal
None of these rappers can touch my pen
I'mma killer, that's why I bounce back in the end
I'm not, Freddy or Jason, or on probation
The lifetime achievement award is what I'm facin'
It's time for sentencin', the game, I'mma just rewrite it
Puttin' it to sleep, don't try to fight it, come on
[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
Me and Trife, yo, we wicked with lead-a
Especially, when both of our tummies ain't fed-a
Theodore click, aimin' for your head-a
We the twat team, when we be gettin' that head-a
Don't get it twisted, yo, we out for the bread-a
It's on and poppin', like we rock blue and red-a
You wonder why these faggots poppin' up dead-a
We love hip hop, gives us our cred'-a
[Trife Da God]
I'm from the era, when the chronic was hittin', Onyx was spittin'
Throw Ya Gunz in the air, that year, have party's slippin'
Back then, power dollars was the party admission
Air Jordans, and Scottie Pippen's had the latest addition
And number 5's, with the lead on the side
Used to rock the L used jean suit, and the letters in dye
Doo-rags under my Starter cap, nigga, I started that
And if a nigga stepped on your sneakers, you caught a heart attack
Bumpin' The Artifacts, mixed it on the fader
Freestylin' up like DJ Tone, playin' the Sega
Neighbors handin' out papers, promotin' g's to save us
Tryin' guide us, hopin' one day, we'll change our behaviors
Floatin' on traitors, them haters, they got the vapors
Now we style on 'em, kids that bitches, that tried to play us
And to them faggot ass cops, that tried to slay us
You can't stop it, this is what the streets fight us
[Chorus]