Lyrical Breakdown of Dog S#!T - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Dog S#!T" 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 "Dog S#!T" 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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Dog shit, I shit you not You bring that larceny, danger or harm around me Dog shit, listen to me good We the grand goons, you just a lickle nickel dime hood I'm the epitome slimeball, fuck up out my eyesight fuck is on your brain dog shit, I'm not the clown type Die 'fore I let a nigga play me, like I'm baby shit Dog shit, you def dumb or blind, I'm the craziest Most Infamous outta NY, jealous of my shine, the truth is in your eyes You wanna be down, I might allow you to work for me The keywords: "work for me", I put your ass in surgery Ever step outta line, forget who boat you ride Forget who train you ride Forget who flag you fly Read the name on it, Mobb deep P and Hav' run this, employees get fire with some gun fire if it call for it A thousand niggas couldn't stop me once I get to going You can have a nation of millions, still wouldn't hold me back Still wouldn't be leathal as Bun B the Mac Matter fact... Dog shit, I shit you not You bring that larceny, danger or harm around me Dog shit, listen to me good We the grand goons, you just a lickle nickel dime hood Dog shit, I shit you not You bring that larceny, danger or harm around me Dog shit, listen to me good We the grand goons, you just a lickle nickel dime hood Once we get it goings team running over them Drunk off the drama, aint no way you can sober them fuck outta here, you outta so left Slugs leave a nigga open like a coke sniff You nah music, got these niggas into dope fiends No intervention could get them off the OD Grand goon, all my fans, you seen loyal Dedicated in the cut, wait weeks for you And when they finally discover you They gon need a dental record, you've been dead a month or two Post mortem, shirvelled up, how dare us We penalise traitors and only hail trust Inhale piff and guzzle white liquor I dont know you, you don't know me, you's a lie, nigga I can see the tears in ya eye, you aint see nothing till you seen a grown man cry Dog shit, I shit you not You bring that larceny, danger or harm around me Dog shit, listen to me good We the grand goons, you just a lickle nickel dime hood Dog shit, I shit you not You bring that larceny, danger or harm around me Dog shit, listen to me good We the grand goons, you just a lickle nickel dime hood Yo, every gang, every hood's in my veins It's my thing, it's real, I'm in tune I chill like the cold side of the moon Silence you dudes like an empty room Empty out with silencers You get murdered like how it was in a saloon Anastasia that is Haters can't live, talkin about they putting 8 in my wig I got my dollars up, try ya luck, you die, no trial for us Court appointed lawyers as foul as fuck and I'm too fly Cause when you're locked in prison, you're clock stop ticking Now, you came home, the same age you went in Mentality wise, get iller when boxed in Fresh home, and right up top, you get it poppin Freedom is a vitue, niggas hanging way past they parole curfew Blowing on that purple, know my street ties, beef wise I let three fly over ya head, Welcome home P Let gets get this bread, Dog shit Dog shit, I shit you not You bring that larceny, danger or harm around me Dog shit, listen to me good We the grand goons, you just a lickle nickel dime hood Dog shit, I shit you not You bring that larceny, danger or harm around me Dog shit, listen to me good We the grand goons, you just a lickle nickel dime hood