Lyrical Breakdown of Wicked Bounce - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Wicked Bounce" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Naughty by Nature weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Wicked Bounce" 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 Naughty by Nature 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 Naughty by Nature's narrative.
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Don't fuck with us
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Well here's a shout out to all those who think that we slipped
Doin' this ever since 165, north 15th breakdancin' with slick
Nigga what, I'll beat your butt, you niggas on a beef or what
And if I gotta go deep, I'll cut and if you try to face this
The naughty by the nature gonna lace this
Track, we be the cream of the pack
Don't come up in my face with bullshit 'cuz you're bound to get slapped
And then we'll take it to a level where you're gonna get clapped
And then we'll all be up in court, I don't got time for that
'Cuz I'm, one third, naughty, look into my eyes, yeah you know me
Ain't nobody pimpin' like us three, call us masters, O.P.P
And when I draw the line don't get in the way, I'm paper chasin'
Or I'll be cuttin' you off like Friday, the 13th and I'm Jason
Single don't mingle with ladies hearts, I'm a thief
I'm not a virgin but virgo, birthday September 17th
And don't ask me for favors 'cuz it'll be just like pullin' teeth
I'm on some new shit with niggas 'cuz you continually sleep, don't creep
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Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
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Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
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Watch these niggas get wicked now, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
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Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now
Dun, dun, dun, dun, dun dirty, the motherfucker with them jewels on
Did the dirt, turn the news on
Nigga left layin' with his shoes on
With every clue gone
You actin' nervous, what'd you do wrong?
Nigga lookin' shaky, all fakey, all quiet
Ah, forget about it when the feud's on
Now wha-wha, what put 'em up that's what the party get
I bartend on some naughty shit and no play that shorty shit
We hittin' and kickin' like this shit
Shakin' like you know chicken like pick, pick, pick pickin' the town
Dickin' em down, pickin' a hoe, give 'em a show, the rigamarole
So, if you ever go report, you seen my tribe
I best to pray you got nine lives because your goddamn eyes lied
[Incomprehensible]
That's 25 lines motherfucker you on my side
What you gonna do, when a dude talkin' all the drunk talk
At least you'll die high
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Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
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Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
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Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
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Just look don't touch, just tip my bitch
'Cuz things get crazy now
Punk motherfucker gonna pay me now
Got busy, got forty, got fam, got fuss, got jet, got slash
Diesel do, take apart that ass
Got another motherfucker get cash fast
Did dash smash, who you fought last, him or me?
Them or we? Get Hennessy, you memory
Treachery, and next to me, it's that nigga uncle Vinnie
What with K Boogie on the break release
The beat don't cease till we double fuckin' platinum apiece
Hands touched
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now