Lyrical Breakdown of Walkin' On Water - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Walkin' On Water" 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 "Walkin' On Water" 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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You know they want to crucify you
They want to nail you to the cross nigga *
We gon' rise on the seventh day and ball! *
(Hook)
Back in the kitchen, smelling like burning rubber *
It ain't a secret, all my money burning motherfucker *
Thousand bitches, never love them
Obvious I'm a heart breaking motherfucker *
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Back in the kitcen, smelling like burning rubber*
It ain't a secret I'm a money burning motherfucker *
Thousand bitches, never love them *
Obvious I'm a heart breaking motherfucker
Getting money lil' dude
Big crib shit look like a middle school*
Chrome rims, the white coupe*
Walking on water, that what the white do (white do, white do) *
(1)
I built a crib, pool on the roof
Lets pop a pill put the shoes on the coupe*
I bought a tech, but got a chopper nigga *
They running up, I'm making sure I stop a nigga*
White girl, got it poppin' nigga
White girl, (?) in the (?) nigga*
No love, it's about a profit nigga*
Crackers go to drop a nigga when you flop a nigga
Back to the trap, back in the projects nigga
Got another one-eighty-seven in progress nigga*
The Holy Ghost, thats my Ferarri nigga
Once you step on my toes, you can't say sorry nigga*
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Back in the kitche, smelling like burining rubber
It ain't a secret I'm a money burning motherfucker
THousand bitches, never love them
Obvious I'm a heart breaking motherfucker
Getting money, lil' dude
Big crib, shit look like a middle school
Chrome rims, the white coupe
Walking on water, that what the white do (white do, white do)
(2)
Rozay *! Forget about it
I'm a made man, forget about it
Twenty million! forget about it
Say your prayers, forget about it
You want to take it there?! forget about it
Get you knocked off, forget about it
Maybach motherfucker, we been about it
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Back in the kitchen, smelling like burning rubber
It ain't a secret I'm a money burning motherfucker
Thousand bitches, never love them
Obvious I'm a heart breaking motherfucker
Getting money, lil' dude
Big crib shit look like a middle school
Chrome rims, the white coupe
Walking on water, that what the white do (white do, white do
X5
Back in the kitchen smelling like burning rubber
It ain't a secret I'm a money burning motherfucker
Thousand bitches, never love em
Obvious I'm a heart breaking motherfucker
Getting money, lil' dude
Big crib shit look like a middle school
Chrome rims, the white coupe
Walking on water, that what the white do (white do, white do)