Lyrical Breakdown of My Corner - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Raekwon feat. Lil Wayne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "My Corner" 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 Raekwon feat. Lil Wayne 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 Raekwon feat. Lil Wayne's narrative.

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Yeah Let's get real vulgar and loud in here, uh huh Come on, peace to my corner Where niggas'll leave ya head and switch names on ya And we ain't holdin' blame for ya Them niggas'll kill, for real Come on, peace to my corner Where niggas'll leave ya head and switch names on ya And we ain't holdin' blame for ya Them niggas'll kill, for real Picture me stompin' you out, up on a flyin' train Rip Nikes on, hollow through your hollow brain I suffocate cats, I rape tracks All of this is late facts I wished from the stove, it came, yes Porsche racin' with Scottish pitts Best fly rum in the world I got your girl eatin' exotic dick Anthrax pussy, the minks, whiskey king Wrote my name on her face, yeah, yeah, kush me Elevation keep the arm clustery, thousands of guns We got money too, and we know how to fight someone But niggas get burned inside of mines Chopped into a capsule, amass cool, I'm that live Yeah shower that nigga down, he pussy Tryna hang with wolves, yo you still plain pussy Don't never move, we'll detonate Fuck up your whole plantation in one night to separate Come on, peace to my corner Where niggas'll leave ya head and switch names on ya And we ain't holdin' blame for ya Them niggas'll kill, forreal Come on, peace to my corner Where niggas'll leave ya head and switch names on ya And we ain't holdin' blame for ya Them niggas'll kill, forreal One for the money, nothin' after that shit I'm gettin' foreign money, money talks with an accent Life is a maze, I done run out of Pac-Men Really need a crown on my head like a catholic Never been a bitch and I don't plan on startin' Blood gang, beat a beat like Pam on Martin And you wonder why my right hand man stand-offish 'Cause he got that blam blam on point like swordfish I'm walkin' 'round the mansion on a cordless Arguin' with a bitch 'bout how I cannot be her boyfriend And then I told her, "Hold on, let me click over" It was my homie T, 'bout to bring them bricks over We 'bout to break 'em down like when hammers hit boulders If one of us goes down then we keep our lips frozen Who that nigga with, Blood? Make that nigga spit blood Bullet ain't got no name but the nigga that it hit does Come through in my bitch's car, shoot you with my bitch's gun She asked where I've been, I just had to make a quick run I'm an NWA, nigga with an AK That'll put an end to the melee Smokin' on pounds 'til them shits just deadweight Ben Franklin straitjacket, my money gon' stay straight Lil Tunechi Come on, peace to my corner Where niggas'll leave ya head and switch names on ya And we ain't holdin' blame for ya Them niggas'll kill, forreal Come on, peace to my corner Where niggas'll leave ya head and switch names on ya And we ain't holdin' blame for ya Them niggas'll kill, forreal I seen it all, done it all and still doin' it Who gave you crime action stories, live from the bricks? Now it's more diamonds, more bread, more bitches, more head More land to cover and haters get more lead Monster rap, decorated, general stripes, I'm top rank Raise your arm up, salute the globe's most realest still M16 rounds from 16s Blood money over here, cash rules daily Flip train, lay it down flat, call it a G language Keep flamin', sophisticated killers that's rich and famous For actin' like your bakery bakes stacks Get your cake snatched, and your pride too Money can't replace that Run but you can't hide The games that you play'll get you viewed by a coroner, coward This is my corner Come on, peace to my corner Where niggas'll leave ya head and switch names on ya And we ain't holdin' blame for ya Them niggas'll kill, forreal Come on, peace to my corner Where niggas'll leave ya head and switch names on ya And we ain't holdin' blame for ya Them niggas'll kill, forreal