Lyrical Breakdown of Blue Benz - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Blue Benz" 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 "Blue Benz" 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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As we go through life, one of the big questions about
Things we purchase is, is, what the value of it is
"Is it really worth it?"
I used to be at The Tunnel, 20 deep in a huddle
Razors on us that'll make skin bubble, Moët, we guzzle
Chris Lighty let me in a few times with nines
That's on God, wish you woulda walked by
And bumped me hard or just looked at me wrong
My chain on, try to book me, you gone
Goons, Italian leathers, couple bottles of Dom
Took risks, this ain't what you want, there's rules to this
Don't get it misconstrued, my suit gamе is crisp
Silk, linen, chiffon, Dior to Diadora
But I rock custom more, that hustler aura, tap in
Razor cutter, 90s, 80s lover, raised in gutters
Raised above it
They made it up out the hood subject, I made you love it
Crazy, I knew this chick, she had a blue Benz
A Jersey penthouse
She used to pimp girls that would turn rich men out
Her coke habits was so savage
She hear voices and see ghosts on the average
Of her stepdad, he raised her from a carriage
She was 12 when he passed, she's been in hell since that
Her grandma raised her, I met her in Kingston, Jamaica
Where veteran kingpins bought acres, rest in peace Louis Rankin
Original Don Dada
Come here, come rude bwoy
Uno waan ramp with bomboclaat me
Come, come on!
I murder people fi fun
Murder uno bomboclaat fi fun
Peace signs in the air for son
Put his name on the street sign there where he from
Whenever we hear his bangers, flare up a blunt
And praise God, and pray we all prepared when He come for us
Just opened my new office, West Coast branch
Place my teacup on the saucer, it's Esco, man
Bossed up, nothing feels better than doing deals with my brothers
It's surreal, how I feel, y'all should love us
Life is a test, so congratulations to your success (success)
For having patience (patience)
You deserve the best (you deserve the best)
You know how they do niggas, the IRS (the IRS)
People I ain't even met take it out my check (check)
They the biggest gangster (biggest gangster)
I respect the jooks (jooks)
We buyin' big boy mansions, they respect the crooks (respect the crooks)
This for my project niggas and blue Benzes (blue Benzes)
Mercedes emblems with they bitch with 'em