Lyrical Breakdown of On Em - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "On Em" 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 "On Em" 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.
- 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 Durk's narrative.
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Gang, Yeah, HopOutGang, JumpOutGang
Money got me super tripping bitch
Balmain super different bitch
Since a kid I been that nigga bitch
She ain't mad she that nigga bitch
Glock 40 run up and get hit
Turn up on em, Foe'Nem be lit
Miss a shot, bend a block through they shit
Hood love em we ain't tweaking shit
Point Em out Foe'Nem T up on em
You came with nothing Foe'Nem T up on em
Yo ass stuntin Foe'Nem T up on em
Yo ass a lame Foe'Nem T up on em
Shooter shoot the shooter, you could meet the rugga
Foe'Nem take his noodles, we only ate 10 noodles
Member struggling stupid, we was never stupid
D-Light going crazy, yeah yeah yeah
Niggas tried to kill me, pussy you ain't there
Niggas said we kidding, you was never there
You was making store, I was making bail
Niggas smoking blunt I was breaking L
Never took a loss, I was repping L's
Smoking Tooka blunt, Smoking Shondale
Have a 40 on me, Opp been tryna kill
I can't go like that, I ain't bro like that
Rest in peace Nooski, why they score like that
40 city shit, I could tour like that
Rap money turn it into trap
Shoot Em up Gang, I be into that
Drive-By Gang, I be into that
I be in the streets while you internet, L
Can't post up cause they'll ride on me
Before the fame had the Mac on me
Please try me, welcome mat on me (come here)
Money got me super tripping bitch
Balmain super different bitch
Since a kid I been that nigga bitch
She ain't mad she that nigga bitch
Glock 40 run up and get hit
Turn up on em, Foe'Nem be lit
Miss a shot, bend a block through they shit
Hood love em we ain't tweaking shit
Point Em out Foe'Nem T up on em
You came with nothing Foe'Nem T up on em
Yo ass stuntin Foe'Nem T up on em
Yo ass a lame Foe'Nem T up on em
Robbers rob the robber, nigga ima problem
Always kept a lama put it on my momma
Foe'Nem with the drama, father god I'm drop em
Only reason not, pussy he a tell
Only is he live, mean he gotta go
Catch him off in traffic, pussy better blow
We gon change the score, he gon be a post
Niggas gon be gone, while we do the most
Streets say I done went Hollywood
Bitch i'm OG Bobby Johnson Good
If it was me, bitch you probably would
Rapping all about the gang shit
Last time you was in the hood, huh? (Answer that)
When the last time you was in the hood? Pussy
I'm a B.O.N nigga, I don't fuck with none of you niggas
Shoot a nigga in his shit, cuff a nigga face up
Bitch you wanna talk shit, in the trap I bake some
Niggas talk about robbing, bitch ain't never take none
Money got me super tripping bitch
Balmain super different bitch
Since a kid I been that nigga bitch
She ain't mad she that nigga bitch
Glock 40 run up and get hit
Turn up on em, Foe'Nem be lit
Miss a shot, bend a block through they shit
Hood love em we ain't tweaking shit
Point Em out Foe'Nem T up on em
You came with nothing Foe'Nem T up on em
Yo ass stuntin Foe'Nem T up on em
Yo ass a lame Foe'Nem T up on em