Lyrical Breakdown of Operation Extortion - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Kool Keith weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Operation Extortion" 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 Keith 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 Keith's narrative.

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I?ma cancel all the studios, I?ma find you in New York You fucked it up for everybody When I see you I?ma punch you in your fuckin' face You and that other fagot ass nigga that rap wit' chu I?ma catch you [unverified] ensoniq or platinum factory I know you be in fuckin' Chung king I?ma search around motherfuckin' D and D Fuck you nigga, criticizin' my shit, talkin' behind my back You see a weak nigga, don?t speak nigga, face the trigger What you know about my shit? Why you reviewin' it, why you ratin' it? You fuckin' hatin' it Backpack ass nigga, how you figure? Fuck a cypher, I get live on your favorite ass corny ass niggaz I?m a survivor, no village ass shit Motherfuckers walkin' around tryin' to be Bob Marley and Lenny Kravitz That scarf shit around everybody?s head is for fagots Get on stage I throw lettuce and cabbage You fuckin' with bad habits Run up on you like 10 Puerto Ricans gettin' out a fuckin' Chevrolet I don?t play, fuck your bodyguard Big Rae I chop your hands off and throw your fuckin' fingers in the ashtray Dead end, no backup, comin' down to one way Operation extortion Operation extortion Operation extortion Operation extortion Why you curse so much nigga? Fuck you, duck you Loadin' this motherfuckin' tec up, there?s a lot of things I must do Click up, shut the fuck up, bukka, bukka, bukka Fake ass cast, counterfeit bitch ass I?ma see how long that choreographer dance shit last Make you take the CD?s out the shelf Come to your record release party, show you some shit And make you piss on yourself No guest list, I better get past this Type of motherfucker to wait outside the club For your black dumb asses, I?ma have a contest See which bitch ass nigga get in they car the fastest Strong arm your bodyguards with armed freebase smokers In a stolen dodge, pour gasoline down your shirt In the car garage yo black burn this nigga Watch how Kentucky fried I turn this nigga Watch you sizzle like a well done [unverified] Frank That?s what you get for fuckin' with hank Give all your fuckin' credit cards, niggaz with ski masks Took your mink coats at chemical bank Visa America take this shit fill up the gas tank I told y?all I was gon? slap that motherfucker And baseball bat that motherfucker Your man with his bullshit mix tape ran out hot 97 like a sucker I?ma send a crack head that needs money bad At least to get one of you motherfuckers you owe me for damage I know a Dominican that?s ready to stab your fuckin' manager Catch a homicide and catch a Greyhound bus out to Canada Operation extortion Operation extortion Operation extortion Operation extortion