Lyrical Breakdown of That Ni**a - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "That Ni**a" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Inspectah Deck weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "That Ni**a" 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 Inspectah Deck 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 Inspectah Deck's narrative.

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Four wheelers, pop the hatchet, blast that hitter Honey times, money hurry, snap that picture I wanna see the walls come down, if ya'll bout it For New York, I cover the sport, like Marv Albert One, two, when I exhale, the one-two Lock it down, similar to Denzel in John Q. Fire the semi, with no ice, no Bentley I'm just low fitty, throwin' limes in the Remy There's so many fraud, how could you call that real? I supply fire that'll forge the steel Can't ignore the real, yeah ya forced the deal (With who?) With that nigga, that kid, you're sure to feel Big money, big guns, big cars and all Rock tally on the floor, at the Monster's Ball From the 718 to the 310 Underdawgz, U.D,'s, the unsung heroes They see me in the streets they be like (That's that nigga) Rebel I.N.S., ya'll know (That's that nigga) Girls of the world be sayin' (That's that nigga) All across the board they goin' (That's that nigga) Girls of the world say (That's that nigga) All across the board they goin' (That's that nigga) They see him in the streets they be like (That's that nigga) Rebel I.N.S., ya'll know (That's that nigga) The Movement, follow my lead, clock my speed Number one with a bullet, that's cocked to squeeze He's artist of the year, who can touch me son? Like Jimmy Casta, trust me, I've just begun And I won't stop, hoggin' the lane, droppin' my game My dogs be, rockin' them chains, poppin' the same In the distance, hawkin' my style, talkin' loud Non-believers wonder how I'm talk of the town Hate me now, like Puffy and Nas, I uprise Never thought big guns would survive, but surprise Now what nigga? Only drugs sell quicker Been chained in the dungeons of rap and held prisoner You'll find me, cruisin' the Ave., tool in the stash My tomb blast you in the smash, movin' the mass I'm comin' like the taxman for all their business I'm bound by my honor, so ya'll bear witness They see me in the streets they be like (That's that nigga) Rebel I.N.S., ya'll know (That's that nigga) Girls of the world be sayin' (That's that nigga) All across the board they goin' (That's that nigga) Girls of the world say (That's that nigga) All across the board they goin' (That's that nigga) They see him in the streets they be like (That's that nigga) Rebel I.N.S., ya'll know (That's that nigga) A Titan like Steve McNair, be prepared For the Top Gun, smokin' like weed in the air Please beware, the Underdawgz roam in the yard Postin' hard, approachin' get you closer to God This is real life money, not a scene from a movie U.D.'s tighter than the jeans on a hoochie The groupies crowd the 6 point o If it's like that now, wait til this joint blow Tell the world, the prophet has come, problem for some The masses, holla for son, hot as the sun That keep your eyes open don't you get caught sleepin' Your boy get you bouncin' like a six four leanin' They see me in the streets they be like (That's that nigga) Rebel I.N.S., ya'll know (That's that nigga) Girls of the world be sayin' (That's that nigga) All across the board they goin' (That's that nigga) Girls of the world say (That's that nigga) All across the board they goin' (That's that nigga) They see him in the streets they be like (That's that nigga) Rebel I.N.S., ya'll know (That's that nigga)