Lyrical Breakdown of Let The Beat Build - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how lil wayne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Let The Beat Build" 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 wayne 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 wayne's narrative.

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Yeah, I see you big bro, I'mma kill these niggas man, yeah, haha Straight off the block with it Eagle Street to be specific I'm peepin' at your people different I pay my dues, you keep the difference I can see the end in the beginning So I'm not racing I'm just sprinting Cus I don't wanna finish They diminish, I replenish Scientific I'm out this world hoe I wear bright red like a girl toe No homo, fingernails dirty I've been counting dirty money since 12:30 A-M Weigh them, if they short take them right back and spray him, Amen Yeah, I just do my Wayne and every time I do it I do my thing, yeah Believe that like a true story Rims big make the car look like its two stories If I hop out, that be suicide No back seats, call that paralyze I don't have a spine, I don't fantasize I mastermind, then go after mine You see I handle mine, I dismantle mine I tote a tool box, bitch it's hammer time So excuse me as I dent him test some venom Just repeal 'em, I'm a kill 'em Someone tell 'em, I'm a kill 'em I'm a fill him up his mama can't tell 'em and the doctors cant heal 'em, I'mma kill 'em And we sell 'em, I know you smell 'em And if you want it, you could just yell it Be in the morning at your telly Whole keys go for twenty, half a key go for eleven, after me there will be nothing I Am Legend and I Will Smith Now that's how you let the beat build, bitch That's how you let the beat build bitch Now that's how you let the beat build bitch Let the beat build bitch And the beat go Boom... b-boom-ba-boom Boom... b-boom-ba-boom It go boom... b-boom-ba-boom Now say... (yeah yeah yeah) Come on Just a snare in the 808 Weezy baby on the mic, be awake Ok, I'd like to thank Kanye and my nigga Diesel for giving me this diesel Like a F-350, tank never empty Damn everybody in the bank act friendly Used to think my shit didn't stink boy was I wrong Approving million dollar deals from my iPhone I'm a take it one two way back Like a silk white beater and a wave cap or the wave pool at blue bayou And I waved fool as I blew by you Hello, hi you I can buy you but I wouldn't try you, feed you to Pyru I know what I'm doin', I sure improve it, show improvement And I know just to go to it, don't amount to your influent, whatever How you wanna do it? We can do it like we late Ay wait Diesel let me just get the 8O8 As I hit the kill switch Now that's how you let the beat build bitch That's how you let the beat build bitch That's how you let the beat build bitch Let the beat build bitch And the beat go Boom... b-boom-ba-boom It go boom... ba-boom-boom The beat go boom... ba-boom-boom Now everybody say... (yeah yeah yeah) And I am... the best rapper alive I am the best rapper alive And I will eat you alive Think I'm lying? Damn, I'm a get in the niggas chest like bunch a phlegm Like a fucking ram, I'm a hunt for the lamb I'm a dump 'em man, in a dumpster can You ain't a soldier, ask Uncle Sam Hair nappy like Kam Nigga fuck your plan, fuck your man You ain't a pimp unless you get the same bitch to fuck your man and fuck your clan And all my bitches know that's my plan Oh, Goddamn, there's my sound, po-play likes that's my band Gotta get it cleared Suck my dick with red lipstick and don't let it smear And I got a lot of tattoos And I meant every tear and I'm still on that street shit, Back to the beat bitch That's how you let the beat build bitch Now that's how you let the beat build bitch Let the beat build and say (yeah yeah yeah) And the beat go Boom... b-boom-ba-boom It go boom... ba-boom-boom The beat go boom... ba-boom-boom Now everybody say... yeah And the beat go Boom... b-boom-ba-boom It go boom... ba-boom-boom The beat go boom... b-boom-ba-boom Now say... (yeah yeah yeah)