Lyrical Breakdown of In Cold Blood - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "In Cold Blood" 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 "In Cold Blood" 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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Run with me or run from me
Pussies don't get pussy
Yeah
I murdered all of my foes contract killing
Twenty k will get ya grandmamy pinned to the ceiling
Midst of the war I piss on graves
Kids get grazed by my piss poor ways
Never could imagine it livin with paralysis
Shoulda check ya rearview made a better analysis
Wack yayo caught him slippin while he snort dust
Cold blood bullet hit him like a tour bus
Check the time on my movado my jazzy bitch a mulatto
With niggaz pay me the model
Swede louis on my feet still runnin the street
And I never missed a heartbeat
Family over the money
Money over the bitches
Money don't mean nothin
Then why they callin me riches
Im addicted to watches
Mama tellin me stop it
Got one over 50
50 you better watch it
Do him in cold blood
Look him in his eyes may do him with no gloves
Beat the case like orenthal (O.J.)
Above the law its so hard to pin the big dog
Live on so I still ball
In my earliest convenience ima kill yall
Make a lil cake haters wanna envy
God wanna see you niggaz in a bentley
Family over the money
Money over the bitches
Money don't mean nothin
Then why they callin me riches
I'm addicted to watches
Mama tellin me stop it
Got one over 50
And keep 50 in my pocket
Limousines for the don number three is the charm
Flee red carpet chillin e on my arm
Purple rain smokin head smokin weed call it purple brain
Im in the purple label daddy got a purple heart
Not in the service but I'm swervin in a purple car
Once the bitch need an oil change
I go and buy a new one cause I'm spoiled man
Family over the money
Money over the bitches
Money don't mean nothin
Then why they callin me riches
Im addicted to watches
Mama tellin me stop it
You know I'm totin the rocket
So don't make a nigga pop it