Lyrical Breakdown of Hot Shit (feat. Ye & Lil Durk) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Hot Shit (feat. Ye & Lil Durk)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Kanye West weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Hot Shit (feat. Ye & Lil Durk)" 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 Kanye West employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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This too hard, Tay Keith, this too hard Tay Keith Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Now, this the hot sh- Jimmy Snuka off the top rope, super fly sh- Might get in the 'tub with all my ice on some 'Pac sh- Either way you slice it, bottom line, I'm the top b- New Chanel, I rock it, twist, and it ain't even out yet All this jewelry at the grocery store, I'm obnoxious Bought a home and closing on another, I know I'm blessed Everybody wanna be gang, ain't no spots left Bad b- contest, it wouldn't be a contest (Ooh, smoking dope) I'm connected I don't know what's longer, man, my block list or my checklist? I don't know what's colder, man, my heart or my necklace? Pretty when I wake up, I'm a bad bitch at breakfast Still might slide on an opp (it's electric) Hating didn't work, so they lie (so they lie) These b- looking hurt, and they fried (and they fried) I know they wouldn't miss 'em if they died Tell 'em, move (move), move, new Chanel on my body, it's a boost I'm so popping, I don't ever gotta get introduced ('duced) One thing I never call a b- for is a truce (truce) Brand-new chopper, can't wait to put that b- to use (use) Oof (oof), checks coming fast, I'm like swoosh (swoosh) Ooh (ooh), give 'em to them straight, 100° proof (proof) I thought I killed you h- before, it must be déjà vu It's either that, or I'm catching body number two This that block music, this that drop location, drop an opp music Man, this ain't for them n- in the house, this sh- for Glock users And I don't talk down on trenches h- who known to be a c- user This that pill talk, gotta buss his head, he cut on opp music Who said you gang? (Who?) Who said you could come around this b- and hang? (Who?) And I f- your baby-mama mama, and I ain't say a thing (shh) They just came outside in 2020, pull up in that '21 I pick my side, switches fully and I'ma die for 21 (Slaughter Gang) I got plenty cars, I hit plenty stars, and didn't c- I said it plenty times, I pay for bodies, I ain't pay for none You think I'm finna leave my b- for you? She f- Future, too? I know that Von hit her, she pulled up on my block in Jimmy Choo (smurk) Oof (oof), checks coming fast, I'm like swoosh (swoosh) Ooh (ooh), get 'em to me straight, 100° proof (proof) I thought I killed you h- before, it must be déjà vu It's either that, or I'm catching body number two Pinky swear, you ain't scared when you heard Ye appear I'ma hop up out the bushes, me and Pusha kill your man I'm just saying now I start to get used to the pain 'Til one day I say, "F- it," brought my masseuse on the plane Why you playing? Reaching the gang, losing hand Where you stand? "Where was J at? Where was them at? Where you done that? Where you live at?" Another headline, "Where your head at?" "N-, go home, where your kids at?" They be on my nerve, they be on my nerve, mmm-mmm When we lost Virg', I was on the verge, mmm-mmm I just hit the Louis store, I had to splurge, mmm-mmm We just made a silent movie with no words, mmm Guess who topping now, uh, God got me now, uh Guess who at Balenciaga, guess who shopping now, uh They can't stop me now, uh, I been popping out, uh Cardi, where yo' sister at? I need Henny now, mmm-mmm I flew in and out, 150-thou', mmm-mmm Now, even when they shout, gotta shout me out So ahead, go ahead, mmm-mmm Not even close, all of y'all is number two Oof (oof), checks coming fast, I'm like swoosh (swoosh) Ooh (ooh), give 'em to me straight, 100° proof (proof) I thought I killed you h- before, it must be déjà vu It's either that, or I'm catching body number two