Lyrical Breakdown of 9 No Love (ft. Lil Wayne) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "9 No Love (ft. Lil Wayne)" 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 "9 No Love (ft. Lil Wayne)" 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.
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Love, love Love, love, love Don't hurt me Don't hurt me No more Young Money, yeah No more Love Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower But it's "fuck the world", get a child out her Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing 'bout her Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers I'm rolling Sweets, I'm smoking sour Married to the game but she broke her vows That's why my bars are full of broken bottles And my night stands are full of open Bibles Uh, I think about more than I forget But I don't go around fire expecting not to sweat And these niggas know I lay 'em down, make your bed Bitches try to kick me while I'm down, I'll break your leg Money outweighing problems on a triple beam I'm sticking to the script, you niggas skipping scenes Uh, be good or be good at it Fucking right I got my gun, semi-Cartermatic Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it's "fuck what they say" I'm high as a bitch, up, up and away Man, I'll come down in a couple of days Okay, you want me up in a cage, then I'll come out in beast mode I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code It's Weezy motherfucker, blood gang and I'm in bleed mode All about my dough but I don't even check the peephole So you can keep knocking but won't knock me down No love lost, no love found It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now You kicked me when I was down But what you say just (don't hurt me) That's right, it don't (don't hurt me) And I don't need you (no more) Don't want to see you (no more) Ha, bitch you get no (love) You showed me nothing but hate You ran me into the ground But what comes around goes around (And you don't hurt me) That's right (you don't hurt me) And I don't need you (no more) Don't want to see you (no more) Ha, bitch, you get no love (no), no love (no), no love (no), no love (no) Bitch, you get no love (no), no love (no), no love And I don't need you (no more) Get 'em I'm alive again More alive than I have been in my whole entire life I can see these people's ears perk up as I begin To spaz with the pen, I'm a little bit sicker than most Shit's finna get thick again They say the competition is stiff But I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in I ain't never giving in again Caution to the wind, complete freedom Look at these rappers, how I treat them So why the fuck would I join 'em when I beat 'em? They call me a freak 'cause I like to spit on these pussies 'fore I eat them Man, get these whack cocksuckers off stage Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him? Snatch the mic from him, bitch, I'ma let you finish in a minute Yeah, that rap was tight, but I'm 'Bout to spit the greatest verse of all time So you might wanna go back to the lab tonight and um Scribble out them rhymes you were gonna spit And start over from scratch and write new ones But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight It's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump In the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd You can see the sparks from hot metal Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game My soul started to rot, fellow When I'm not even in my harshest You can still get roasted 'cause Marsh' is not mellow 'Til I'm toppling from the top I'm not gonna stop I'm standing on my Monopoly board That means I'm on top of my game and it don't stop 'Til my hip don't hop anymore (shit) When you're so good that you can't say it 'Cause it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore (shit) People just get sick 'cause you spit These fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore And you can never break my stride You never slow the momentum at any moment I'm about to blow You'll never take my pride Killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent is getting no Mercy, mark my words Ain't letting up, relentless, I smell blood I don't give a fuck, keep giving them hell Where was you when I fell and needed help up? You get no love It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now You kicked me when I was down But what you say just (don't hurt me) Yeah, that's right (it don't hurt me) I don't need you (no more) Don't wanna see you (no more) Ha, bitch, you get no (love) You showed me nothin' but hate You ran me into the ground But what comes around goes around (And you don't hurt me) That's right (you don't hurt me) And I don't need you (no more) Don't wanna see you (no more) Bitch you get no love (no), no love (no), no love (no) Ha, bitch you get no love (no), no love (no), no love And I don't need you (no more) Ha, bitch you get no (love)