Lyrical Breakdown of G Code - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "G Code" 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 "G Code" 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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Okay, I stick to the G-code, gun by my feet (gun by my feet)
Since a pussy got lips, I guess you niggas could speak (niggas could speak)
I fuck with gorillas (gorillas), bust at the feds (feds)
I bet your mouth can't run if I cut off your legs
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code, no wonder you don't know
I'll wreck you from head to toe
Bitch nigga, I'll cut your throat
I come out the labyrinth, I got a couple bad habits
You know a line I've been granted, so it's gon' help me to manage
A nigga never would panic, I got the heart of a savage
It might come with some baggage, but I'm strong like I'm Sampson
Hella eyes like a peacock, hella kicks like it's Reebok
Soaking up all the sun like the top of a tree top
My roots are never bad, is 'bout all physics when I'm around
She send me note written down, all this bitches remember to tell
She's up and we rocking now, shit, I'm never looking down
In the water but never drown, keep it quiet, don't make a sound
These niggas be talking but they really ain't with the shit
And my brothers don't talk, we keep it quiet, no loose lips
I'm down, I fell at your place, no pussy, no punk bitch
My niggas we all in it, tryna find me? Just follow the track
Okay, I stick to the G-code, gun by my feet (gun by my feet)
Since a pussy got lips, I guess you niggas could speak (niggas could speak)
I fuck with gorillas (gorillas), bust at the feds (feds)
I bet your mouth can't run if I cut off your legs
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
I got you pussies on hush like I just pressed mute
Larry Bird in the clip, so I don't miss when I shoot
Turn your body convertible, now you're missing the roof
When I breathe on the beat, I got these fuck niggas spooked
Got these rappers all wondering why they ain't blown
Like the streets don't know 'bout them fake ass flows
He's talking 'bout guns, but they ain't ready to kill
It's like some fuckin' construction, the way I stay with a drill
Know some certified killers that'll tell you I'm ill
Hella dirt on my boots like I just ran through a field
Got me praying to God, ask the Lord for forgiveness
'Cause if these snitches start talking, then I'ma murder the witness
Got these sticks swingin' 'round like it was some num-chuks
Bet I knock his ass out with the end of this gun butt
Then I make him kiss my Chucks, yeah, Robbery sho' 'nuff
I stick to the G-code, I was destined to blow up
Okay, I stick to the G-code, gun by my feet (gun by my feet)
Since a pussy got lips, I guess you niggas could speak (niggas could speak)
I fuck with gorillas (gorillas), bust at the feds (feds)
I bet your mouth can't run if I cut off your legs
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
I'm number one, you're a zero, I'm dope like a kilo
Keep my lips sealed, pussy, 'cause I stick to the G-code
Look out for the RICO, don't to them peoples
I see decoy, I'm D-boy, fly like an eagle, yeah
Real gangsta, real rapper
My young hood niggas fool around and clap ya
And all these actors, my guns flash like cameras
So go and smile for the barrel of the gang, yeah
Pussy ass nigga, rookie ass nigga
Over here, you'll get crumbled like a cookie ass nigga
Ain't no chit-chat, when we get back
Niggas click-clack, niggas skip that
We mob out, we ride out, bullets fly out with an impact
And leave a motherfucker leaking like we did that (did that)
Who was that motherfucker in a fit-black?
I sip 'yac then I take a piss
And I shit on these niggas like the bullet that I is
Okay, I stick to the G-code, gun by my feet (gun by my feet)
Since a pussy got lips, I guess you niggas could speak (niggas could speak)
I fuck with gorillas (gorillas), bust at the feds (feds)
I bet your mouth can't run if I cut off your legs
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code
Okay, I stick to the G-code