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.
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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

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

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)