Lyrical Breakdown of Narcs - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Narcs" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Baby weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Narcs" 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 Lil Baby 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 Lil Baby's narrative.
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You're now tuned into a Kid Hazel beat
Yeah! Narcs just ran in the spot
Kid Hazel you killed this beat
The narcs just ran in the spot (ran in the spot)
Nobody was there, we got out (nobody was there)
I know they mad as fuck (I know they mad as fuck)
They can't keep tabs on us (they can't keep tabs)
We dodgin' the feds, tryna get this paper
He on the grind and I'll see you later
I'm tryna grind, go and get this paper
The narcs just ran in the spot (rain in the spot)
Nobody was there, we got out (nobody was there)
I know they mad as fuck (I know they mad as fuck)
They can't keep tabs on us (they can't keep tabs)
We dodgin' the feds, tryna get this paper
He on the grind and I'll see you later
I'm tryna grind, go and get this paper
I'm rockin' Balmains like they cheap
I brought out all hundreds and it's neat
I ride in foreign cars like I'm Meek
Punchin' on foreign broads on the beach
I got it all gone in a week (week)
Saved by the bell like I'm Screech (Screech)
F&N ride on my seat
Hope one of you niggas don't reach
I'm on that timeline, niggas watchin'
I just spent sixty thousand on some watches
I'm rockin' Tom Ford like a doctor
I just spent twenty thousand on some choppers
We keep them Dracos, shout out to the shottas
Nigga we gotta pull up in apartments
This shit was hard for us (hard), we thought we all was stuck
They told me go get it and I went and got it
Lil' nigga I'm the one that got it poppin'
Lil nigga pull up on ya, try to pop ya
I been hearin' niggas talkin'
But when I pull up on them niggas' head drop
I got the streets in a head lock
Straight to the money, no stops
Straight gas, nigga, fuck cops (yeah, bitch)
The narcs just ran in the spot (rain in the spot)
Nobody was there, we got out (nobody was there)
I know they mad as fuck (I know they mad as fuck)
They can't keep tabs on us (they can't keep tabs)
We dodgin' the feds, tryna get this paper
He on the grind and I'll see you later
I'm tryna grind, go and get this paper
The narcs just ran in the spot (ran in the spot)
Nobody was there, we got out (nobody was there)
I know they mad as fuck (I know they mad as fuck)
They can't keep tabs on us (they can't keep tabs)
We dodgin' the feds, tryna get this paper
He on the grind and I'll see you later
I'm tryna grind, go and get this paper
Pussy nigga hatin', pocket watching (I see you watchin nigga)
Hope that they ain't forget the pocket rocket
Everything I do is expensive, old school dash digit
I been grindin' for a minute, I been really, really gettin' it
We was really in 'em kitchens, I can show you how to get it
Turned a nickle to a fifty, turned a fifty to a dollar
Take the dollar to your partners, show 'em how to add the water
Lock it up and make it harder, Bentley ridin' with the mobsters
He know he pasta, we hit on oodles of noodles
We got the weight, that's a full one, damn she just blew me
Pass me them percs, I need two of 'em
Get to the money, I'm racin'
Bitch, better check my trap, I'm gettin' money
Pockets full, why not? FN on the side
Niggas try me they gon' die
Youngins screamin' what's the price? I can't wait to let 'em slide
It's gon' be a homicide
I ain't gotta tell no lies, 4PF until I die
The narcs just ran in the spot (ran in the spot)
Nobody was there, we got out (nobody was there)
I know they mad as fuck (I know they mad as fuck)
They can't keep tabs on us (they can't keep tabs)
We dodgin' the feds, tryna get this paper
He on the grind and I'll see you later
I'm tryna grind, go and get this paper
The narcs just ran in the spot (ran in the spot)
Nobody was there, we got out (nobody was there)
I know they mad as fuck (I know they mad as fuck)
They can't keep tabs on us (they can't keep tabs)
We dodgin' the feds, tryna get this paper
He on the grind and I'll see you later
I'm tryna grind, go and get this paper