Lyrical Breakdown of Take It In Blood - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Nas weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Take It In Blood" 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 Nas 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 Nas's narrative.

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I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm living like that

I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm living like that

Yeah, I never brag, how real I keep it, 'cause it's the best secret

I rock a vest prestigious, Cuban link flooded Jesus

In a Lex watchin' Kathie Lee & Regis

My actions are one with the seasons

A TEC squeezin', executioner

Winter time, I rock a fur

Mega popular, center of attraction

Climaxin', my bitches they be laughin'

They high from sniffin' coke off a 20-cent Andrew Jackson

City lights spark a New York night

Rossi and Martini sippin', Sergio Tacchini

Flippin' mad pies, low price, I blow dice and throw them

.45 by my scrotum, manifest the 'Do or Die' slogan

My niggas roll in ten M3's

20 Gods poppin' wheelies on Kawasakis

Hip-hop's got me on some ol', sprayin' shots like a drum roll

Blankin' out, never miscount the shells my gun hold

I don't stunt, I regulate

Henny and Sprite, I separate

Watchin' crab niggas marinate

I'm all about TEC's, a good jux and sex

Israelite books, holdin' government names from Ness

MC's are crawlin' out every hole in the slum

You be aight like blood money in a pimp's cum

I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that

I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that

For you wack MC's

Currency is made in the trust of the Messiah

I'm spendin' it to get higher

Earth, Wind and Fire singin' Reasons why I'm

Up early, trustworthy as a nine that bust early

Sunshine on my grill, I spill

Remy on imaginary graves

Put my hat on my waves

Latter Day Saints say religious praise

I dolo, challenge any team or solo

You must be buggin' out, new to my shit, home on a furlough

Ask around who's laid up, sharp and straight up

Mafioso, gettin' niggas' wakes sprayed up

Skies are misty, my life predicted by a gypsy

I'll one day walk into shots, drunk off champagne from Sicily

This be the drama, I'mma pause like a comma in a sentence

Paragraph's indented

Bloodshot red eyes high, yellow envelopes of lye

Openin' cigars, let tobacco fly

Condos are tune-proof, we're lookin' out the sky's moon-roof

Shittin' like gin and prune juice

Yo, the system wants the coon's noose, hang 'em high

Courtrooms filled up

It's off the hook while I, just wrote a statement

Like I'm facin' twenty years in the basement

Chillin' on a VI with Mumia, for wearin' chrome

I told the judge snakes slither like Sharon Stone

But like Capone, I'm thrown, yo

I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that

I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that

For you wack MC's

I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that

I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that

For you wack MC's

Yo, the time is wastin', I use the mind elevation

Dime sack lacin', court pen pacin'

Individual, lyrical math abrasion

Psychic evaluation, the foulest nation we livin' in

Dangerous lives, mad leak and battered wives

A lifestyle on bad streets is patternized

Wise men build and destroy

While the real McCoy dope fiend named Detroit is still dealin' boy

Coke suppliers actin' biased

'Cause rumors say that niggas wear wires and we liars

But every night the gat's fired, and every day a rat's hired

I still remain the mack flyest in the phat Kani, it's

Just the killer in me, slash drug dealer, MC

Ex-slug filler, semi mug peeler

Demi, bottles of Mo', yo, simply follow me flow

Put poetry inside a crack pot and blow

Rough hoes pull crack out pussies and butt-holes

Bring the G's and the D's roll, they can't touch those

Why shoot the breeze about it when you could be about it?

My degrees are routed toward the peasy haired brick houses

And studded-up, thick medallions

Rich niggas transportin' thousands

Foreign cash exchange amountin' to millions

Doors is locked, rocks is chopped

Watch the cameras in the ceilings

Trick bitches catchin' mad feelings

Peelin' off in the Lex Jeep, techniques is four-wheelin'

I bet it be some shit when we connect with Stretch

When we catch them sex niggas with the TEC's you blessed, word

So, now it's on, never wasted a slug

Time is money, when it comes to mine, take it in blood

(I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that)

Yeah, Capone-N-Noreaga

Yeah, yo, official Queensbridge murderers

Mobb Deep keep it real, though

Motherfucking AZ, yo

Mega, Mega, whatever

Scarlett O'Hara, Fox Boogie

East New York

Yambo, Brownsville

Wizard, Far Rockaway

Big Bo, Jersey

Connecticut, DC, Sudan

VA, NC, LA

So on and so on

Big Ha, Houston Fifth Ward

Black Ed, keep it real Moe