Lyrical Breakdown of Bill Gates - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Bill Gates" 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 "Bill Gates" 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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Call me Bill Gates I told that bitch to save my number in her phone under Bill Gates ya heard me Uh, ya heard me I just need you to do for me what I need you to do for me and imma come through when you need me bitch Ya heard me bitch Bitch, ya heard me bitch! Silk sweaters dirty berettas and petty vendettas Niggas is jealous I get it bring it when it wherever Court dates and caskets I'm tryna stay composed Out on bond, on the run, won't ever sell my soul Doing bad I showed up my connect a cool mil At the lab tryna keep my name out the news reels Or at the palms and I know the feds across the hall I got a bitch who licking balls my back against the wall All black photographs that speak a million words One selfie with me and they think you're dealing birds Louis towels and the Gucci slides Bill Gates still real when it's out of style I want it all, Wingstops on every corner I want a mall and i'm about to build a benihana Buying out my dogs, quarter million on a new appeal They call me Bill Gates and they know the money real They wanna know my name I tell them Bill Gates Just blew a hundred million and I'm still straight They started waving flags when the ruckus came Just put a hundred kilos on the stock exchange Crack money night sweats, wake up in nice sweats Homemade key lime pie we cutting slices All my people eat at the table when we say our grace One eye open for the shooters who wanna take my place Twelve disciples, I got two shooters nigga ten bodies Caught a few niggas living think that I ain't bout it Thinkin shirts blood stained come with the drug game Cell phones tapped fast money and cum stains Public defenders say a number and you niggas tremble Judge dropped the mallet, mayor we'll put a bullet in you Louis towels and the Gucci slides Bill Gates still real when it's out of style I want it all, Wingstops on every corner I want a mall and i'm about to build a benihana Buying out my dogs, quarter million on a new appeal They call me Bill Gates and they know the money real They wanna know my name I tell them Bill Gates Just blew a hundred million and I'm still straight They started waving flags when the ruckus came Just put a hundred kilos on the stock exchange Cold cases they wanna put me in the hot seat Finger licking laugh over lobster in the front seat Niggas follow me in hopes of finding my stash box In the ghost like the pope, the all glass top Look around I smile at you as I'm looking down Bill Gates that red chevy it be thumping loud I put my niggas on they feet we can't be fucking up So fuck a hundred bricks, flip a hundred restaurants I want it all, Wingstops on every corner I want a mall and i'm about to build a benihana Buying out my dogs, quarter million on a new appeal They call me Bill Gates and they know the money real They wanna know my name I tell them Bill Gates Just blew a hundred million and I'm still straight They started waving flags when the ruckus came Just put a hundred kilos on the stock exchange