Lyrical Breakdown of 16 Building - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "16 Building" 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 "16 Building" 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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That '70s heroin Heroin pressed on Teflon I got so many kids in the game, it's like a gender revealing I got that feeling, Lionel Richie, "Dancin' on the Ceiling" Hope it resemble a Van Gogh when you paint me the villain The hate is real, but you should know that the love is way realer Crafty with a pen way before I could pack 'em in Nasty with dreads, a slim teen, young, I was passionate A brand new book, crackling sound when you open, I'm writing gems I make gospel in the booth, it might sound like I'm writing hymns Put designer with the Timbs, wow They wanna run with my style 40-16 building, bussin' 'em down And the fiends was like employees bringin' customers 'round Hurricane waters, niggas had dreams of flooding the town Weather report lookin' rainy, but I skate through it daily In a new gray Mercedes, waterproof Jordan Laneys Some sizzling, scorchin', handsomely how they gotta pay me Every recording off the head, I'm in the studio lately (Nas, Nas) I don't bang, but I'm makin' that Crip Let my bitch run in the Webster while I blaze in the whip Take my quotes, I'm here to give hope Start a company from one of my phrases We in the age of lettin' dumb shit kill ya kingdom Body bags for no reason Young shit, blunts lit, slurring off of the Seagram's Hell with it, creep through the shadows Eyes wide open, Thai still smokin' Brake screechin', he's tweakin' He see himself way different than we see him He speak as if these mean streets was only his region Shit, everybody's squeezin' Niggas know what I came in this game with I'm not a entertainer, that's just a disclaimer For what I'm 'bout to say Famous people sayin' they hate bein' famous Millionaires hated People take just to feel like they made it Whoever claim that you changed 'cause that money came They'd do the same if they saw their name on a hundred thangs Pardon the haters, it's my billi behavior If they don't say I'm the GOAT, that's just silly behavior It's the ones you grew up with That's with the dumb shit They want you slumped 'cause you get love Ain't that some shit? Twenty trucks at the awards, we be movin' so crazy I don't buy into the hype, I'm in the studio lately It's the ones you grew up with That's with the dumb shit They want you slumped 'cause you get love Ain't that some shit? Twenty trucks at the awards, we be movin' so crazy I don't buy into the hype, I'm in the studio lately (Nas, Nas) I don't bang, but I'm makin' that Crip Let my bitch run in the Webster while I blaze in the whip I'm outta here I told niggas I was in rare from on the last album I ain't playin' out here It's not a game Woo