Lyrical Breakdown of Something Got 2 Shake - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Something Got 2 Shake" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Juvenile weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Something Got 2 Shake" 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 Juvenile 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 Juvenile's narrative.

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I put my trust in myself and my nine first Y'all niggas second, third, and fourth because I'm first Can't you tell I never had nothin'? Down to my last five dollars, ready to snatch somethin' If them people catch me I'm goin' to jail fo' sho' My old lady ain't gon' be sendin' me no mail no mo' While I be askin' my lawyers, "When they gon' let me go?" He be tellin' me, "Just be cool until you go to court" Get out, back to the bricks, it's the same old shit Niggas got two point 50 a piece goin' half on a nick Back and forth to keys, but the Lil-Weezy and the purchase Popeye's for the ballers, the ghetto eatin' Church's Shop always open 'cause nobody never closes Some of 'em like that needle, some play with they noses I ain't nothin' like a candlelight dinner, wine and roses Niggas tryin' to run through they packets to get some mo' shit Somethin' gotta shake nigga I'ma bake a cake nigga Run with all the real niggas Jack all of the fake niggas Somethin' gotta shake nigga I'ma bake a cake nigga Run with all the real niggas Jack all of the fake niggas Somethin' gotta shake nigga I'ma bake a cake nigga Run with all the real niggas Jack all of the fake niggas Somethin' gotta shake nigga I'ma bake a cake nigga Run with all the real niggas Jack all of the fake niggas My hallways full of piss Nigga telling me he gon' break me off, he full of shit That's why I got that chopper in the back full of clips About to go and hit a whole stash full of bricks All my niggas gone, I'm the last in the click I gotta get my hands on some cash and a whip I gotta do somethin', look 'Cause this ain't gonna last long, gotta get my cash on Come upon a superfire lick and get my ass home Ain't thinkin' about jumpin' out Lex's and Benzes With the TV's, and the CD's, and 20 inch 'renzes Look here, my situation ain't the best in the world I'm a snake like the rest of you niggas, full of that Guerl Wodie, come on and get your skull cracked, tryin' to erase me I got iron ready to warbat, and it's all for safety Motherfucker might come, but he better come correct 'Cause I ain't aimin' at nothin' else but you' head and yo' chest Somethin' gotta shake nigga I'ma bake a cake nigga Run with all the real niggas Jack all of the fake niggas Somethin' gotta shake nigga I'ma bake a cake nigga Run with all the real niggas Jack all of the fake niggas Somethin' gotta shake nigga I'ma bake a cake nigga Run with all the real niggas Jack all of the fake niggas Somethin' gotta shake nigga I'ma bake a cake nigga Run with all the real niggas Jack all of the fake niggas Put a hit on a bitch, ain't got no time for no bullshit Nigga outta line, we kill'd the bitch Now, in my city, they burn, baby burn Four found dead, and they burn, baby burn I don't have no question, we all must learn To tote a .45, keep your eyes on the churn I got that work nigga, all y'all know the rules I don't play, I'm a mastermind, it's a Big Tymer, fool Pay up when you been fronted work, that's the rule Rolls parked allot, I play this game with no law Red Beam, hot ones pointed straight to your jaw A nigga must pay, I'm tryin' to see a better day Went to Miami bought that Azora anyway Three time loser totin' tools, nigga that's the rules Just the chance I gotta take on these streets fool Flippin' chickens, corner spitin', hard times a fool Somethin' gotta shake nigga I'ma bake a cake nigga Run with all the real niggas Jack all of the fake niggas Somethin' gotta shake nigga I'ma bake a cake nigga Run with all the real niggas Jack all of the fake niggas Somethin' gotta shake nigga I'ma bake a cake nigga Run with all the real niggas Jack all of the fake niggas Something gotta shake nigga I'ma bake a cake nigga Run with all the real niggas Jack all of the fake niggas Somethin' gotta shake nigga I'ma bake a cake nigga Run with all the real niggas Jack all of the fake niggas Somethin' gotta shake nigga I'ma bake a cake nigga Run with all the real niggas Jack all of the fake niggas Somethin' gotta shake nigga I'ma bake a cake nigga Run with all the real niggas Click-Clack all of the fake niggas Lay it down Two G You know me