Lyrical Breakdown of The Spiteful Chant - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "The Spiteful Chant" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Kendrick Lamar weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "The Spiteful Chant" 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 Kendrick Lamar 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 Kendrick Lamar's narrative.

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I know a lot of people that smile in my face But talk behind my back every time I'm gone So when they call my number, I don't never pick up I don't owe you shit, bitch, leave me alone I'm going big, suck my dick I'm going big, suck my dick I'm going big, suck my dick I'm going big, suck my dick Too many niggas, not enough hoes And some of you niggas, acting like hoes Stay to myself like loners do Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood To politic or be fake with you We apologize if you ever knew Too many niggas, and not enough hoes And most of you niggas, acting like hoes Everything I do is too alumni I'mma take my time, I'mma master it You should be mindful of a mastermind Put a landmine right where your momma live Now blow up, blow up, hold up, I've seen your kind before See me as a dollar sign 'til I resign or you report That I done you wrong, and I mean to know, my homie never Nigga right now, it's now or never, nigga right now, I'm high as ever But however... I know a lot of people that smile in my face But talk behind my back every time I'm gone So when they call my number, I don't never pick up I don't owe you shit, bitch, leave me alone I'm going big, suck my dick I'm going big, suck my dick I'm going big, suck my dick I'm going big, suck my dick Too many niggas, not enough hoes And some of you niggas, acting like hoes Stay to myself like loners do Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood To politic or be fake with you We apologize if you ever knew Too many niggas, and not enough hoes And most of you niggas, acting like hoes Everybody heard that I fuck with Dre And they wanna tell me, I made it Nigga I ain't made shit, if he gave me a handout I'mma take his wrist and break it Nigga, I'm faded off of that Nuvo, chilling with two hoes in here And they tie my laces, living the Matrix as them pills disappear Me and my niggas just acting bad HiiiPower conglomerate Living that life and counting this cash old friends I no longer have I know a lot of people that smile in my face But talk behind my back every time I'm gone So when they call my number, I don't never pick up I don't owe you shit, bitch, leave me alone I'm going big, suck my dick I'm going big, suck my dick Too many niggas, not enough hoes And some of you niggas, acting like hoes Yeah, I remember when I came out and shit Man, it's been so long since they see my dick Probably been five months since I seen my seed Goddammit, K. Dot, when it come to this? When I was sleeping on couches Nigga couldn't get a call, just a Glock for my vouch Nigga I was mothafuckin' out, yeah With the flashing lights had me stuck like reindeer When I should have been making bank, yeah I was somewhere stuck where the flame is Mothafucka, see how far that I came here Went broke and I came up in the same year (Can I get a hell yeah?) Uhh, drop my tear, hold my joy (Show my pride) (Music saved my fucking life, I'm doing right and you left behind) (Feel my pain, now I'm styling, Hermès shit, I spent a thousand) (Different homes, different islands) Dropped my mixtape and it sold like an album Reason why I'm be going big, bitch, suck my dick Yeah, I'm going big, bitch, suck my dick Tell 'em I'm going big, bitch, suck my dick Yeah, I'm going big, bitch, suck my dick (yeah) Too many niggas, not enough hoes And some of you niggas, acting like hoes Stay to myself like loners do Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood To politic or be fake with you We apologize if you ever knew Too many niggas, and not enough hoes And most of you niggas, acting like hoes (Like hoes) (Like hoes, like hoes, like hoes) (Like hoes, niggas acting like a hoes) (Like hoes, like hoes, like hoes...) (We acting like a hoes, you acting like a hoes) (You acting like a hoes, you acting like a hoes) (Niggas acting like a hoes) (Like hoes, like hoes, like hoes)