Lyrical Breakdown of Cobra - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Cobra" 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 "Cobra" 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.
• 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 Mobb Deep's narrative.

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[Intro: Havoc] Yea, ok-ok, yea [Chorus x2: Havoc] Just when you thought it was ova The Mobb came back to put the game in a +Cobra+ [Verse 1: Havoc] Now, you can catch me by the bar Shorty lovin' my full, gettin' her nipples hard Asked - "what's up with the Mobb?" "And heard y'all broke up?" Look off in the corner my nigga P, now focus That nigga been my grimy for 15 And rumor, this nature couldn't stop us from gettin' CREAM A nigga asked me one more time, in the Infa' beam I'ma chop your homey down, make a nigga my minie-me Stop all of the gossip, baby don't you got better things Fuck a new friend, they just potential enemies Overall, wounds on your hole, and let it bleed Can't front the jealousy, just bring out the best of me Bring out the heater, spit the Ether 'til cheddar bring Broke work friends, yea they all on my melody Me and P Generals, y'all just soldiers Mobb here forever, trick remember I told ya [Chorus x4: Havoc] [Verse 2: Prodigy] The best two man team in rap music You don't gotta ask, this is what it sound like to be ruthless Relentless at makin' hits Mobb Deep boy, what y'all gon' do? (Shit) With my bullets pine your head The only one you know, squeezin' folks And connect, to whoever I was squeezin' for I get searched and let 'em feel my gun They know P not shootin' unless you force him And they know Hav' won't get you, unless you make that nigga And we off in the club, doin' what we does So while you runnin' your mouth about us Me and Hav' in the hotel, tradin' sluts (Aiyo get'out) You can rally the troops from our dunns Call all your goons, from when you was locked up Put us all in one room, and we can lock up This is Infamous to the death son [Chorus x4: Havoc] [Verse 3: Havoc] Yea, yea, yea No stop the blasphemy talkin' Mobb they goin' everywhere, we been tourin' If you thought other wise, then fuck it, we spoilin' Your plans, hit you then you lose the 21 grands So you can run and tell your mens They ain't gotta switch over to commercial brand [Verse 4: Prodigy] Yo dunn, they wish they can have talent like this We do our own beats, and we write our own shit Pay for our own movies to be filmed and put out Got stamina for longevity, we in the house, forever You gon' know our name And it's gon' burn you up inside the more you think [Chorus x4: Havoc]