Lyrical Breakdown of Walk In Gutta - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Redman weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Walk In Gutta" 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 Redman 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 Redman's narrative.

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One, two, one, two, W, K, Y, A Ha, ha, Def Squad n***, one, two, one, two Gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla house Ooh, so let's do a little somethin' like this Yeah, yo, check it out I'ma walk in gutta, get that butter Only dude with a weed sign on the chucker Hood down, car kinda loud from the muffler Like damn when I profile at the Rucker B*** got game, I'm above the rim Call my gun Magnolia Soulja Slim Do "The Freak" on the floor, two steps to the side Talk greasy like Popeye's breast and a thigh I got sour diesel roll One hit of this b***, your whole staff is out of control I'm programmed for winnin', Sean John to Denim Fly guy got shoes with fish in water swimmin' You pointed me out, bad guy with the mouth I'm Oscar, no wonder m*** I'm a grouch I work around dirt, eyes focused on turf You tried to hide before your Nextel chirp Blaow gotcha, you the best n*** call the doctor Like Chinese tryin' to Salsa It's never gonna be in groove, call Stella back Holiday Inn 'em, then back in the shuttle van B*** give me head on the first date, what a fan Three best MC's I think on the other hand Stand like an officer not a gentleman N*** get rich off of stolen car settlements I say yes, yes y'all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y'all Party havin' people guaranteed to be like havin' a ball Hah, hey, hey, hey, we gon' do a lil' somethin' like this I say Y'know I'm sayin' so I said I say yes, yes y'all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y'all Party havin' people guaranteed to be like havin' a ball Hah, hey, hey, hey so let's do a little somethin' like this Y'know I'm sayin' so I said Yeah, I also walk in gutta, holdin' my dick A New York n*** man back in the mix I walk up in the spot man, cameras click Cheese, all out my pocket, can't stop it All you can do now boy is just respect it I ain't par with the mob, but the E is connected Look what happens when you spin the records Hip Hop at it's best, nothin' to mess with, yeah I'm right here, there's no need to download I attract h***, I ain't gotta hound those I call the shots, no need to brown nose Cut the check at 40 grand for shows I'm fresh like Doug E, I show ya The beat got it, clap like them boys from 'Nolia, I told ya Yeah, I do it real big by a coat check With no bling bling around my neck, yup Redman and Sermon, with two icons N***, I got a gut, f*** pythons I'm an extremist huh, who shake tracks the meanest I'm what a hip hop fiend is I say yes, yes y'all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y'all Party havin' people guaranteed to be like havin' a ball Hah, hey, hey, hey, we gon' do a lil' somethin' like this I say Y'know I†m sayin' so I said I say yes, yes y'all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y'all Party havin' people guaranteed to be like havin' a ball Hah, hey, hey, hey so let's do a little somethin' like this Y'know I'm sayin'so I said Yeah, I also walk in gutta, reppin' my clique A Def Squad n*** yeah, all in your mix N*** talk s*** you get your a*** kicked I ain't a Blood, but I'll throw you out the whip What you know about Pinot Gregio and roasted duck? With a mean street team outside posted up Toasted up, ready to roast a duck, when I say street team I don't mean n*** that put posters up word Let's be blatant, you achin' and ancient We capered in your hood with dirty machetes and bloody aprons I'll acquire a tec, quiet your rep Stay quiet as deaf or Kanye's choir rep As I make another left, quiet I crept, quiet you slept I'm back with the tec, like I never left See frivolous beef'll get you curiously shot You f*** with Keith, I think seriously not I attack like a blue nose pit off gunpowder And love to soup the beef up just like clam chowder With my squad in the house, we misbehave Get drunk and tongue kiss b*** like Flavor Flav I say yes, yes y'all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y'all Party havin' people guaranteed to be like havin' a ball Hah, hey, hey, hey, we gon' do a lil' somethin' like this I say Y'know I'm sayin' so I said I say yes, yes y'all, one, two, one, two, to the beat y'all Party havin' people guaranteed to be like havin' a ball Hah, hey, hey, hey so let's do a little somethin' like this Y'know I'm sayin' so I said One, two, one, two, please man don't get with that b*** So let's do a little somethin' like this