Lyrical Breakdown of Take 'Em To War - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Kool G Rap weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Take 'Em To War" 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 Kool G Rap 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 Kool G Rap's narrative.

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Shit ain't never gonna change, fuck it Time to load the clips, then we take 'em to war Niggaz wanna flip, then we take 'em to war Break a nigga proper, then we break him some more I represent the murderers and felony offenders Who either bought time out, to get these legal tenders Surrender, nah, I'm goin' out with a bang nigga Fuck Pataki, I gotta do my thang nigga Forty-four mag, bustin' into action Brains left in particles, fragments and fractions Grimm, the money stacker, heat packer I'm lurkin', I'm waitin', attackin' like a linebacker Fuck what you heard, crime pays And always, unorthodox, I hold my pistol sideways We kill crews, hearts go numb And if retaliation comes then yo, fuck it, it just comes Yo, who you? I'm Dr. Death motherfucker ever heard of me? Close your eyes, cross your fingers, time for surgery I'm already dead, so nah, you can't murder me 'Cause quantities of entities enter me evilly Shit ain't never gonna change, fuck it Time to load the clips, then we take 'em to war Niggaz wanna flip, then we take 'em to war Break a nigga proper, then we break him some more Shit ain't never gonna change, fuck it Time to load the clips, then we take 'em to war Niggaz wanna flip, then we take 'em to war Break a nigga proper, then we break him some more Since I murder for hire, rapid fire's what I require Makin' niggaz perspire, so send a message through the wire 'Cause violence is contagious, it got me bustin' gauges The '95 Larry Davis and I'm wettin' niggaz for wages Queens is the home of 1, the known felon And ain't no tellin', when I'ma crack your fuckin' melon For the right amount of chips, I spit clips and hit whips Leavin' niggaz bloody, the leather seats is where the shit drips With the pound-seven, I be creepin', rockin' niggaz while they sleepin' Shots repeatin', leavin' faggot niggaz leakin' When I cock back the iron, niggaz is dyin', marchin' to Zion 'Cause the pound-cake, roars like a lion Word son, niggaz be collapsin', 'cause my weapons is Ready for action, makin' your heart catch contractions In the underworld, shootin' gallery niggaz lose calories 'Cause my salary's based on fatalities Shit ain't never gonna change, fuck it Time to load the clips, then we take 'em to war Niggaz wanna flip, then we take 'em to war Break a nigga proper, then we break him some more Shit ain't never gonna change, fuck it Time to load the clips, then we take 'em to war Niggaz wanna flip, then we take 'em to war Break a nigga proper, then we break him some more Here I come to get some motherfuckin' wreck but first I gotta Umm vest check, uncheck, clip one check, clip two check, I'm set So let a motherfucker move a muscle When I tussle they'll be piecin' niggaz back like fuckin' puzzles 'Cause Kool G. Rap is known for bringin' mad noise, a bad boy When I was younger always carried guns, I never had toys Grimm, gimme the infrared they see me and I'm puttin' red dots On niggaz foreheads to makin' motherfuckers Indian You got beef? Go get yourself a wreath, because it's murder 'Cause I put holes in my beef like fuckin' White Castle burgers So now I gots to run up on a clown with the fo'-pound Cock back, rock black, gun a nigga down I see em, he's comin' out the fuckin' coliseum And hopped into a BM, shit! Put in my clip and then I dipped into the ride that my man had Parked on the sidewalk, then we start to glide I'm rainin' on him, faster nigga, oh yeah, we're gainin' on him Oh shit he's with somebody else, fuck it, put his brain on him Boom boom, no survivors, lifted the nigga out his seat When they find him, he'll be a backseat driver But I ain't finished with the trigger yet, I'm lightin' up a cigarette Bang bang, I left the other nigga wet It's G. Rap baby, you know me, you try to hurt this I split your fuckin' top and leave a fingerprint on purpose