Lyrical Breakdown of 12 White House - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "12 White House" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Rick Ross weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "12 White House" 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 Rick Ross 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 Rick Ross's narrative.
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Let me think back to '96
When Booby had the realest nigga feelin' like a bitch
They go for 20 hours gettin' them for the 17
A lil' G, look at me, I was 17
Born on the side of town where them killas ride around
Pull up on the block, put a block on tied down
Pistol in his pants and he stand like, "Fuck you
I'm from the other side where we ride like a bus do"
36 OG's got me ridin' Lexus
Chevy at the crib, hit the weed shit from Texas
Dade County D Boy, deals on the yayo
Triple C, da mafia, they kill when I say so
Before I rolled a zone, I could court a zone
I had to feed myself, 'cause bitch I was on my own
Now I push shit bigger than the President
I'm at the White House known as my residence
I'm in the White House, House
I'm in the White House, House
I call the shots, I can get your ass wiped out
We in the White House, House
We in the White House, House
Big phantom on the lawn gettin' wiped down
I'm in the White House, House
I'm in the White House, House
I got a hundred a them things nigga right now
We in the White House, House
We in the White House, House
I got them hoes gettin' on blow right now
I don't fuck with pussy niggas, took my shit to Jigga Man
I went to Manhattan and came home a young millionaire
Money on my mind, I'm a trill nigga anyway
I slap a pussy ass nigga now for anythin'
Mothafuck the other side, pussy niggas bleed deep
That's my opinion, wanna know what the chopper think?
We load up in 'em things, boy, I'm a head busta
Motherfucking the music, nigga where your real muscle?
I'm in the White House, White House
I'm in the White House, White House
I put a hit on them niggas, they gettin' wiped out
They gettin' wiped out and not one at a time
'Car full of dead black males' read the headline
I'm in the White House, House
I'm in the White House, House
I call the shots, I can get your ass wiped out
We in the White House, House
We in the White House, House
Big phantom on the lawn gettin' wiped down
I'm in the White House, House
I'm in the White House, House
I got a hundred a them things nigga right now
We in the White House, House
We in the White House, House
I got them hoes gettin' on blow right now
I'm the fruit of the loom, I be flyin' in Lears
Give me fruit and I boom, supplyin' for years
I'm on top of the world, I'm gettin' money
Hundred grand in a day? Easy, I'm gettin' money
Pull up real slow, I let the haters watch
I at a steak place, they in a state of shock
You niggas goin' fishin', I gotta play the shark
You better play your part, you ain't gotta play apart
Got a AK that will tear your whole day apart
That sticker make them sit like a Saint Bernard
I'm in the White House, time to close shop
Inventory, wiped out, boy, dat with better glocks
I'm in the White House, House
I'm in the White House, House
I call the shots, I can get your ass wiped out
We in the White House, House
We in the White House, House
Big phantom on the lawn gettin' wiped down
I'm in the White House, House
I'm in the White House, House
I got a hundred a them things nigga right now
We in the White House, House
We in the White House, House
I got them hoes gettin' on blow right now