Lyrical Breakdown of Gangsta Rap - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Gangsta Rap" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Ice-T weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Gangsta Rap" 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 Ice-T 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 Ice-T's narrative.
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Whassup, Whassup?!
Westside!!
Here we go,
Another one, Iceberg, Gangsta Rap
2006, 8t album, SMG!
Time to take you back to the days of old
Six-fo Chevys, big fat go
Out throw the West with the Gangstas rollin'
South Central L.A.: my home
We was out the feeling that hiphop be
We couldn't connect to the New York streets
So we took the bandanas and we tied 'em up
Roll up in the studio and laid it rough!
Ice Cube and them niggaz with the tooth
Shown to motherf**ker how to blast a deuce (come on) BLAH!!
Dr Dre, NWA, Eazy-E and Ren f**k what you say
**** * *** for them niggaz up north
Ghettoboys we was like "F**k the law!
Dubcee nigga **** *** we thought you how to gangbang and the Crip dance
This ain't RNB, this is Gangsta Rap,
Bitches get smacked, bustas get jacked,
Front if you want you get lay on your back
It's about guns and drugs and hoes and club
X2
Cypress Hill made a nigga understand
How I could just kill a man?
Long Beach out of the dark came Snoop
Skinny little nigga not scared to shoot
Dogg Pound gangstas Kurrupt and Daz
Sure have the whole Death Row unblast
Kane Tea muthaf**ka Warren G
Nate Dogg rapping that 213
Don't front muthaf**ka, don't hate
Compton's Most Wanted, MC Eiht
Throw your sets up niggas like you dont give a damn
Inglewood Mac-10 watch who's kane
X2
So you wanna really know what's real on the mik'
My little homie Pac lost his life
East Coast, West Coast, gun talk rules
Cocaine, big wheels, hoes and juice
Down South Gotti nigga is real (Dirty South)
Gangsta Rap got mass appeal
Little white boys in the 'burbs got heat
A ghetto is a ghetto, and a street is strict!
Eliminate the poverty disease
And we'll start rapping 'bout birds and trees
You can get shot no matter how much f**king cash you got
You can never get away the streets they HOT!
And gangstas ain't the ones to push
They kill ya in a second, ask President Bush!
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