Lyrical Breakdown of 02 - Solidified - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "02 - Solidified" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Mobb Deep weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "02 - Solidified" 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 Mobb Deep employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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(Prodigy) Yeah you know the shit don't stop, never, never As we continue on With more of this drama for yo' ass {"She asked me why."} You niggaz always startin somethin and beefin with rappers, why our music so violent and so dramatic, where's the love? Why y'all go so much static Is it real for real or all for sales? I'm like, "Shorty you must be sick" We been gettin burned like the Waco kids I don't need to diss rappers for recognition You better check the files: Infamous, Hell on Earth, Murda Muzik You can't be SE-RIOUS We created this drama shit, we set the trend We taught you niggaz bout diamonds and guns And numerous ways we choose to earn funds We veterans, we got a decade of albums Niggaz done came and went, and we still poppin Our name is carved in stone Even the new blood know, we ain't no joke so (Chorus) Let us solidify this - what's that? We been solidified this - but of course! Lot of new rappers and young kids - uh-huh They all love +The Infamous+ - but of course! We been for this music Dunn - c'mon man! Who do it better than us? - c'mon man! Who continue to bang and bump? That's right {"She asked me why."} (Havoc) I ride around the crib 'fore I get out twice without the headlights, case niggaz know my whereabouts Wanna, snuff me out, I ain't finished with life I'ma, thug it out, front you payin the price And I'm a nigga who can roll the dice, put up the crib Won't sweat if I lose, bet your ass won't live to collect this splurge of mines, never that I'm a sore loser the (?), reverse with hammers Hit your mans up if they press the issue Some dead, the other half crippled, and I'm a monster with led Lodge a slug in your abdomen, puts in the 7 Knowin in the stash box a rapper's best friend Get it twisted and you WILL get twisted with chrome biscuits Make no difference my nigga, we handle business So please with the questions they right in, front of your face Homey stunt he gettin to' from the gate, so (Chorus) (Prodigy) Nigga that you used to click with turned on you Idiots you used to rap with hatin on you Did you really get juxed for half a mill' in jewels at the video shoot? I tell you this boo-boo: My stick-o's still my stick-o My stick man be my stick man 'til the tombstone (mmm, mmm) You got rhymes? You got stomach for the Mobb? You got stomach for P? I get my rocks off (Havoc) Believe nothin that you hear and only half of what you see Niggaz never cooked in the kitchen and never clapped heat Niggaz wanna be thugs but on the inside so sweet Niggaz butches on they records but they never handle beef Know nothin bout golden seal, seein your P.O. Gave a dirty urine now you're snuffin a C.O. Fuckin right, I'm a man of the people but I will kill you If you cock-blockin the paper the shit'll get real dude (so) (Chorus)