Lyrical Breakdown of Better Tell 'Em - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Better Tell 'Em" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Jeezy weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Better Tell 'Em" 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 Jeezy 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 Jeezy's narrative.

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Shit Oh this 104 nigga I swear to God nigga Turn me up some This for you niggas who tuned in Got the F&N right here, right on my lap Looking like I just made a million dollars perhaps Mind me I'm ducking now, we was shooting them craps Big cuz missed his point and we was busting them straps Hundred fifty of them things, it put the hood on the map Big old shootout yesterday, it put the heat on the trap Got a two and a baby, got the pot and the cap Mauntie mother ain't tripping cause she taking a nap Fuck around beat the feds, I just might make it in rap Right now a package on the road, I pray it's making it back They just pulled in the garage as a matter of fact Ten minutes later I was cooking some crack Hundred bottles on the way, you better tell 'em Million dollars on the way, you better tell 'em Million dollars off the yay, you better tell 'em Give a fuck 'bout what they say, you better tell 'em Hundred bottles on the way, you better tell 'em Million dollars on the way, you better tell 'em You better tell 'em, you better tell 'em Sending that Kemosco, make it do what it do And if I drop a twenty yay you know I'm making it too Plenty money out here, these niggas making it too Two-elevens round here, these niggas taking it too Rolls truck just dropped, I'mma get it in blue Drive it to the westside and I'mma give it to Bleu Yeah I heard he turned state, damn, who woulda knew My subconscious keep saying he woulda done it to you Still run with killers and them dealers, yeah she loving the crew Still run with trappers and them hustlers, yeah they bugging the crew And if a nigga ever cross me I ain't fucking with you Get back up on some gangsta shit cause there ain't nothing to do Hundred bottles on the way, you better tell 'em Million dollars on the way, you better tell 'em Million dollars off the yay, you better tell 'em Give a fuck 'bout what they say, you better tell 'em Hundred bottles on the way, you better tell 'em Million dollars on the way, you better tell 'em You better tell 'em, you better tell 'em