Lyrical Breakdown of The "N" - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "The "N"" 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 "The "N"" 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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(This is The N) uh-uh
(This is The N) don't worry niggas
(Yeah, yeah) don't worry
(This is The N)
It's the late night greasy spoon patron, poolhall making
Big bets, midsection got the 8 in
Dior Christian pimping, got that penal system diction
Riffing, you don't want it you snitching
Spit a few at a traitor with that new AR
Try to kill me I'm the leader, that's coup d'état
Streetsweepers in that Coupé all black, bitches want my chipped tooth back
Steel mac, so my kufi never gets smacked
Squeeze a fifth with a grip as I dip from the paparazzi
Still playing numbers you can't stop me
Still wearing bundles and spark weed
If I ever say, "Queens get 'em", you know they got me
Success, scandal, bone deep, personal beef
So lead by example or get trampled
Since Hip Hop is Dead, this is The N
Congratulations in order 'cause we did it again (oh)
Don't hate me now, congratulate me now
I'm still getting it and don't even love the doe (yeah, yeah)
Don't hate me now, congratulate me now
I'm still ripping, and I don't even love the hoes (ah-ah)
Still getting it and don't even love the doe (ayy, whatever)
Steel gripping it, you know that I tug the fo' (it's like, whatever)
Stay splifted 'cause you know that I love the dro-dro-dro (this is The N)
The style is taboo, the chain's offensive
Brain on airplanes, Gucci frames are vintage
The two Tec Don in Yukon's and Benz's
Chicks who suck other chicks tits like infants (wa-oh)
The Apprentice but not Trump, I'm the nigga with Glocks and pumps
That you don't see much, sucker free from chumps
Homes with cobblestones in front of 'em
He's got guns in cummerbunds, so understand you under son
Don't make me have you running from a hundred guns
Don't make me grab your only son, I'm coming from
A place Tanqueray and weed's the only escape
From phonies who hate when you rolling with papes
That's why the god party with juicy models
They mob me, the gnarly, Charlie Luciano, hardly
Have to tell y'all, I kill y'all for spitting songs that involve me nigga
Original verbal assassin, have to carve me a nigga (oh)
Don't hate me now, congratulate me now
I'm still getting it and don't even love the doe (yeah, yeah)
Don't hate me now, congratulate me now
I'm still ripping, and I don't even love the hoes (ah-ah)
Still getting it and don't even love the doe (ayy, whatever)
Steel gripping it, you know that I tug the fo' (it's like, whatever)
Stay splifted 'cause you know that I love the dro-dro-dro (this is The N)
Yo this is Nas (this is The N)
Queens own (this is The N)
Hip Hop is dead so put this shit in your vein (this is The N)
Queens Own (t-this is The N)
Queens Own (t-this is The N)