Lyrical Breakdown of Back 2 Back - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Back 2 Back" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Guru weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Back 2 Back" 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 Guru 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 Guru's narrative.
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Collaborate with live niggaz
Ill Kid ready to wreck like
Back to back, back to back
Y'all cats don't want war with us
That's why y'all won't be on tour with us
Multiply then we come back with more of us
Back to back, reppin' on this Primo track
Uh, yo I, rep to death, hold the tec
With the left hand, wristband, shit man
'Bout 26 grand, Brook to the L Y N
Duke you can, smell my scent, be holdin' five percent
Home with niggaz that do old shit, always throw shit
Always bought and sold shit, dirty down low shit
Cock back and throw shit, kick down ya do' shit
Since ya never sold shit, real .44 shit
Pure kid, rock the sneaks with the Valor kid
The suit shit shit, with the girlies that be cute kid
Real life, emcees cry all the while
We street scholars, for every dollar we do or die
Line ya eyesight, explode like dynamite
More than kinda tight, we thugs that you love
Fuck the ones you kinda like
Put the tec to the exec and get the contract signed tonight
We shinin' bright
I recall up in Canada, remember me my manager?
(Yeah)
Flossin' in that spot that featured Joe the Amateur
(Uh huh)
Niggaz jellin', bitches yellin'
(Yeah)
Hot enough to get a nigga cock swellin', weed was sellin'
The dude was cross the room with the Rollie started flashin'
Pointin' at a nigga and his mans was crazy laughin'
Lookin' at Da Click in a cowardly fashion
Not knowin' that we bout to start the rowdy blastin'
Niggaz came with ski-mask and tried to shake me up
But I ain't gon' let up till god Allah take me up
Chicks tried to throw hints, clean ya breath with no mints
Teach you 'bout the real nigga 'cuz you punks got no sense
It's me, Baldhead and Mendough on the low
Used to carry lessons with the Smith and Wesson ya'know
Wanna act dumb, the outcome will be drastic
Leave you spastic on CD, online and on plastic
Y'all cats don't want war with us
That's why y'all won't be on tour with us
Multiply then we come back with more of us
Back to back, reppin' on this Primo track
Y'all cats don't want war with us
That's why y'all won't be on tour with us
Multiply then we come back with more of us
Back to back, reppin' on this Primo track
Collaborate with live niggaz
Ill Kid ready to wreck like
Back to back, back to back
Back to back
Collaborate with live niggaz
Ill Kid ready to wreck like
Back to back, back to back