Lyrical Breakdown of Did Shit To Me - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Did Shit To Me" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Durk weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Did Shit To Me" 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 Durk employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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(DJ Bandz, oh, man) Fucking this bitch
Million dollars of jewelry on (smurk), you know what I'm sayin'? (Smurk, smurk)
All fast cars outside, nigga (smurk)
(Now it's not magic, but it looks black)
All my brothers killers, nigga
Know how the fuck we rockin', man
Foenem, y'all know how the fuck we rockin'
Yeah, man, what?
I hate niggas be on they homie ass and they ain't even gon' slide
I had a prep talk with a baby threat and I told him keep his iron (bop, bop)
I had court today, told my lawyer, "Fuck that case," I'm tired (tired)
They locked bro up for three guns even though lil' bro had said, "They mine" (free Wop)
I need Boona home, only nigga I know that speak his mind
I told bro, "I need to get back," he say, "Get back come with time"
I ain't ducking shit, I done seen thе main opp keep cryin'
Had to switch the whip, shown my Hellcat logo, I went livе (get outta here)
I don't be trustin' shit
I don't even trust my bitch, I just trust my switch (brrah)
I don't even trust my auntie, uncle, cousins, I don't be trustin' shit
Stand up nigga, he ever get a bond, he ain't gon' never sit (never)
This gang shit run deep in my blood, I ain't gon' never switch
Smurk, he from the 'Raq ('Raq)
Doodie, he from Kankakee
Smurk, he love that switch
Doodie love that .223 (grrah)
These niggas wanna diss (diss)
Fuck that rap shit, keep it in the streets (yeah)
Why they be all on my dick?
They still mad from me and Keef (man, what?)
They ain't never do shit to me (did shit, never ever)
They ain't never did shit to me (man, what?)
They ain't never did shit to me (man, never ever)
Why that nigga talkin' like he talk? They ain't did shit to me
Why that nigga lyin' inside his verse? He ain't did shit to me
And my shorties caught him, he was loafin', that was for the free
Why you mad this bitch was hittin' me? This bitch for the streets
Nah, ain't nobody did shit to me
Kill 'em all, come outside, niggas don't want war with us (war with us)
I got niggas scared to serve us drink, and they don't be knowin' us (knowin' us)
How you gang, scared to come around? That shit be blowin' us (huh?)
Take his pipe, invite him to the block 'cause he keep showin' up (bitch)
Back door, shoot his ass in his pocket (get 'em)
Opps say, "Durk is broke," shit, he went and copped the 'Rari (vroom)
I thought you was a killer, why you shakin' off that body? (Body)
I thought you take them drugs, how you shakin' off that molly? (Bitch)
I'm a bald head rich nigga (rich nigga), and I smoke exotic (exotic)
I'm a dreadhead trench nigga, and I a wifed a barbie
Ask any bitch I ever fucked, I never told 'em sorry
Ask any nigga shot at me, I bet he said sorry (bitch)
Smurk, he from the 'Raq
Doodie, he from Kankakee (brrah)
Smurk, he love that switch
Doodie love that .223
These niggas wanna diss
Fuck that rap shit, keep it in the streets (man, what?)
Why they be all on my dick?
They still mad from me and Keef (man, what?)
They ain't never do shit to me (did shit, never ever)
They ain't never did shit to me (man, what?)
They ain't never did shit to me (never ever)
They ain't never did shit to me (yeah)