Lyrical Breakdown of Raid - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Raid" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Pusha T weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Raid" 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 Pusha T 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 Pusha T's narrative.

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I'm only in the company of Kings I made a power move and it's everythin' it seems Before ye signed me, I was gettin' out my dream Standin' on the shoulders of 20, 000 fiends Every time a nigga wanna try and turn a profit Folks rush in, three letters try and stop it F-B-I-R-S-D-E-A One letter short but still motherfuck the DA We play by the rules as they try and crack the code Combination locks to the kilo's that I hold Leopard print Louboutin's, prowlin' the concrete Roller balls come alive just like Jumanji You know where to find me, greenhouse a circle of top whores Mandarin, gears of war, any of them top floors Thirty five large took you right out the top draw Still got a throwaway phone in my sock draw It's like rain sprayin' on you roaches The AK is a animal, it is ferocious A nigga wanna sing, hope he is the dopest Watch that nigga disappear, hocus pocus Ring, ring, the nigga won't sing Ring, ring, I keep that bitch clean Ring, ring, the nigga won't sing Unless he is an insomniac and dyin' to dream You can tell I went to school on a small yellow bus Never bothered me, strong arm robbery I went from countin' Jelly donuts to takin' the most From my high school sweetheart to fuckin' with hoes Look I'm all grown up and I dun blown up Nigga ain't much changed, in fact things are the same I'm the definition of shooter, gun of choice, the Ruger You'll take my word for it or make me do it to you I'm a magnet to murder when I'm in the mood Get convicted through the forensics when you walk in my shoes I'm bad news, you niggas know the verdict, I'm filthy Drop Phantom is milky, white on white Twenty four inch blades, I'm skatin' Red eye smokin' that bomb shit, I'm sleepin' Nigga surprised, 50 back on fire 50 back runnin' round this bitch strapped, hit-man for hire It's like rain sprayin' on you roaches The AK is a animal, it is ferocious A nigga wanna sing, hope he is the dopest Watch that nigga disappear, hocus pocus Ring, ring, the nigga won't sing Ring, ring, I keep that bitch clean Ring, ring, the nigga won't sing Unless he is an insomniac and dyin' to dream I sit with the liars, duct tape and tyres Been lost their soul, they just waitin' on the fire Innocent faces with a shit load of priors Somethin' out of nothin', a team full of MacGuyvers Deep sea dive for the fish scale Tryin' to find a better price, man, that ship sale Take a breathe and head back if that shit fail Drop weight like a anchor then you set sail Hell freeze over like the watch I put the sleeve over Engine double scream when I turn the key over Pirelli's on the street rollin' like a steam roller Bitches double team when I have my sleep over's Yeah, Re-Up gang with the G-Unit This is Taylor made drug dealer fiend music Test it on ya tongue or either watch a fiend do it I got you hooked and I laugh as you lean to it It's like rain sprayin' on you roaches The AK is a animal, it is ferocious A nigga wanna sing, hope he is the dopest Watch that nigga disappear, hocus pocus Ring, ring, the nigga won't sing Ring, ring, I keep that bitch clean Ring, ring, the nigga won't sing Unless he is an insomniac and dyin' to dream