Lyrical Breakdown of Reppin My City - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Reppin My City" 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 "Reppin My City" 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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I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city Er-er-er'y night I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city No one can do it better I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city Er-er-er'y night I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city No one can do it better Let the top back on the Chevy Then I crank up the boom Smellin' Issey Miyake Soon as I step in the room Hundred thousand in jewels That's a whole lotta moves So what's a soldier to do Standin' in his bloody boots Yeah, I'm fresh outta boot camp Ain't gotta food stamp Counterfeit bills will get you killed Now where the goons at It's poppin' in Opalocka Floppin' them candy paints Chrome Daytons, 12 pack Of 12s in the seven trey Still hustle everyday Dade County be the place Get murdered for a burger With a nickle-plated burner Still burnin' rubber, bustin' rubbers And these bitches under cover Tell the truth, I ain't a lover But I fuck her like I love her boss I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city Er-er-er'y night I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city No one can do it better I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city Er-er-er'y night I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city No one can do it better I be reppin' my city I be grippin' them cities I be flippin' them pennies Turn 'em to good and plenty I be strokin' that pussy I be smokin' that kushie I be flippin' them flounders They be huntin' my bounty I'm the face of the hood Every place in the hood Triple C's in there Come get a taste of my hood I'm the captain of the corner Khaki's and Coronas Now we gotta show 'em So let's patch 'em up and blow 'em Now, blow the dice, shake 'em Roll 'em, don't throw 'em Hand clap, where it's at Nigga show me somethin' Out in sixy, Opalock, overtime, city buy You know how we get it Don Nigga, that's how I bet a thou Project Poe, I'm the project hoe That means, every time I talk The projects spoke And we in the same struggle So the projects know Gotta million dollar profit Singin' project notes just know I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city Er-er-er'y night I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city No one can do it better I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city Er-er-er'y night I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city No one can do it better (This what I'm talkin' 'bout right here Poe) Wherever I'm at I'm good nigga, hood nigga First sign of problems, eliminate Wish a nigga would act Like he can't have rappers slip out the boroughs Rosero, with the word, roses hit your mirror? Cartel representas, center of the war zone Super cats on the coupe, cover of the whole zone Catch me in the Source, double XL rated Next to million dollar Nextel Workin', ain't trippin' other checks now Super sells so the pussy's platinum Back to the basics You in danger at 16 with the beam One in the chamber aimed at that 0, 7 Got the chopper close by Head bussa from the Bronx Rep my city every night Hundred thousand worth of ice Tight work, boy that's life work Crystal clear starin' make your eyes hurt Time for the new breed, Triple C Custom cars and cycles Psycho path for my math Put my hand on the pipe torch I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city Er-er-er'y night I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city No one can do it better I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city Er-er-er'y night I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city No one can do it better I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my block I be reppin' my hood I be reppin' the locks Welcome to dade county This the bottom of the beaker Where the beach is sexy blue And the cocaine cheaper High nine five nigga, let me ride I'm in that dolphin-colored S5 Fire, look at me I'm bouncin' with that chick Got the grill out my left fold See how now I live Call me Mr. Stephon I gotta plush seat from Ingo P Just know I rep my city thru Miami's E Yea, I'm Miami's baby Brisco to Opalocka, goon come save me