Lyrical Breakdown of Real Niggas - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Real Niggas" 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 "Real Niggas" 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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Ill Will Yeah yeah yo, huh Queensbridge niggas, huh Krul love baby, huh Yeah, yeah, yo Ayo I zone out, feelin' like I'm in Capone's house Starin' at Manhattan and the bridge with the chrome out Keys on the table, black tank top, long cable Thought to, overtakin' the table, dismantle and disable Verbal made fatal what drug paper do Straight duct tapin', apin' a few Takin' Mo' n' Henny, straighten things loose Puffin' the fruits, thuggin' the deuce Flaggin', pants saggin', fuckin' ya goose I'm like, nothin' to you, dumpin' the Rug' at ya group In a red Cooge, jump in the Isuzu and troop Black tints, bulletproof, red Timb boots, nigga loose License plate screamin' "Fuck you" Drunken daze I wish I knew Thug dreams, what it means to you Red scenes, triple beams, 40-inch blings Ill Will the fuckin' team This is for my niggas in the Bridge from Queens Illmatic Ice, Goon, Sonny and Smitty (Real niggas) Big Felton, Chick, Petey and Sarge (Real niggas) Gambo, Bar, Spank and Will (Real niggas) Some is here, some died in the field (Real niggas) Richie Luke, RK, Marty, Taye (Real niggas) Nico, Black, Party, Rob and Eighty (Real niggas) YG, Nut, Foul One and Lord (Real niggas) Lake, Ice, Cliff, Super Nice and Draws (Real niggas) Yo, Bumpy Johnson style, old timers, crocodile shoes Pinky rings, big robbers with tools, boss of wild crews Slacks overlaps, Apple Jack hats, Cordaville coats Cadillacs with white walls and chrome wheel spokes They was organized, investin', had a piece of the hood They had drugs, bettin' numbers, police understood They played the Cotton Club, red carpet, hoes on they arm Plush mink, pimped out gangstas, civil rights wasn't won E'ry Christmas they was Santa Claus, Nixon was the Antichrist Bitches asses was bigger than sniffin' nose candy white Listenin' to Malcolm speak, talcum powder, shaving cream Layin' back, barber chairs, straight razor clean Babies is born, big families started to blossom Mad people just applied for apartments and got 'em Used to be rules to this game of hustlers and dealers From Tommy guns to MAC-10s, QB's newborn killers (Shit has changed) '96 Buildings and children, guns and bad feelings QB, C, we, rep by the millions Each block, ten spots, a hundred different villains In abundance, my dunnits run this drug dealin' Stacks of jums in hallway ceilings Gangsta paradise, watch the ice, nigga make a killin' In the cut on the steps yo, gettin' good neck Only in the projects, we die with respect Pussy niggas quiet as kept, will riot the set Six blocks of real niggas vexed Assorted irons and vests, stress on they chest Twenty half a G's of Henny son, the whole hood is wet In memory of, who's next? OG's, the trend they set Lend they Tec, earn yo' check Nigga you better rep, real niggas come out the projects 40 To the 41st, Vernon to the 12th Sherm the Worm, High Papoose (Real niggas) Black Ed, Killa Black, Wee Wop (Real niggas) Body G, Divine, Hot D (Real niggas) J L, Ernie, Q T (Real niggas) Karate Joe, Big Trevor, Beef Stick (Real niggas) Lloyd, Floyd, niggas we miss (Real niggas) Al Womack, Spunk, World and Fun (Real niggas) Goodfellas, 40 Busters, Young Guns (Real niggas) Vernon Posse, Tray Bag, Black Born (Real niggas) Green Eyez, Small, Sandu, and Hands (Real niggas) Peace, Tommy God, Keshawn (Real niggas) Herb, Bo Hound, Crazy (Real niggas) Jungle, Horse, Wiz, Bravehearts (Real niggas) Havoc, Prodigy, Mobb Deep (Real niggas) Killa Kids, Infamous Mobb (Real niggas) Rambo, Face, Saquon (Real niggas) L E S, Big Things, Nashawn (Real niggas) Crime Fam, Ron Smack, Donnellon (Real niggas) Justice, Understanding, Joe Grimes (Real niggas) Lou Frank, John Hope, Fall Guy (Real niggas) J-Rock, Bumpy and Little Black (Real niggas) The list is gettin' too long for this track (Real niggas) Gangsta, gangsta To all my real niggas in Queensbridge In the grave, on the cage Or walkin' on stage, doin' they thing, gettin' paid My nigga Mr. Buck, we don't give a fuck Queensbridge to the death niggas 2001 And so on and so on (Real niggas) My nigga Bowser, my nigga Spank Shoutouts to Sudan (Real niggas) QBC's finest (Real niggas) Bing, Crime Fam, Killa Kids Malik the Hitler, Hot Bars, Mo King Shouts to Pop, Wild Gremlins Germ and Norm, let's get it on