Lyrical Breakdown of Return Fire - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how MC Eiht weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Return Fire" 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 MC Eiht 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 MC Eiht's narrative.

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Geah Brrrr stick 'em hahaha stick 'em... Half ounce one time stick 'em Geah You know how the f**k we do it, c'mon Y'all remember that old school shit, geah Get 'em C'mon Your block is mine bitch back up We run the whole f**king world chips stack up (chin chin) We've been Gettin in where we fit in since the old days L.t.d.'s rode bopping the o'jays Gun place, crime place, one time swoop Strawberries in the back - at the 70's coupe Giving head like a chicken plucked Four niggas one bitch, everybody f**king From selling my Crack on the corner, packing, bailing my straps Got a Million reasons so it be's the killin season, moves the crowd As the bullets hit with no names Connects the dots echos through the ghetto hot Flies like an eagle Becomes the strap by the motherf**kin regal Tinted windows Tyres spin fast up out yo' set Next week right back to see who we can get You want yo' chin checked (ping) Fools just gimme a car We got yo' ass when we see you r.i.p. on the wall The way I'm livin don't give no hail low One times I stay low Want pay no compton, no play no Hit the round when we start blastin Out the back door Before they send the? in (get up) We niggas fo' hire Bustin (boom) We bust back (boom), return the fire, get' em Brrrrrrr stick 'em hahaha stick'em... Half ounce one time stick 'em Geah Bails around twelve o'clock Roam my block with the glock Keeps the world nicely stash From neighbourhood watch Walks the rocks Dope fiends makes my pay Late nite hype to fiends so they walk this way 24 is the delivery And if you want that bomb shit come and spend with me Killas been with me Two top tree (geah) Cars deep from the streets a diploma Endo aroma In a coma trauma center, slugs hit your body Mentality's too sick when we leave the party Makes to clean ghetto way got yo' spot on quire Shootin a sheriff, we wired so you best not try it In my life time I find a f**kin need To be paper down red bones chronic weed With speed A nigga commits to - cluck his dope One time's trying to stop the paper chase fo' sho' Oh no ain't no escaping of the ghetto bird As they fly in fast the 5-0 swerve Niggas need to listen: pay attention For the money on a mission Niggas fo' hire 'turn the fire, geah (chorus) Feds gettin closer I'm peepin My girl touched me on my shoulder (wake up) While I'm sleeping They creepin No worry, grabs the stash and? No assistance pick up excepts the cash Baby keep yo' head down low Tear gas through the window, hits the floor Grabs the mask - to the face, you know the s-k clan You grabs to with two mill, the glock in my hand Tear gas make a nigga weaker Feds talkin much shit on the loud speaker To the lexus jeep I heard this: she put to keep up Told my baby duck down cause I'm about to sweep up Whole lotta niggas in my damn way Guarantee to keep spittin This is payback day Makes my pay Fast getaway (geah) Niggas fo' hire Bust back we return the fire (get 'em) Half ounce one time Stick 'em Eihthype one time Geah Stick 'em