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 Scarface 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 Scarface 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 Scarface's narrative.

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I started small time, dope game, pushin on the corner Twenty cent cook-up, fifty flippers if you want 'em Full of formaldehyde, my clothes wreakin marijuana Cops rollin up on us, my neighborhood's like a sauna Pistol-grippin, insurin won't nobody run up on us But if they do, fuck 'em, we murderous nickel-dome 'em I ain't playin no games, I'm on a mission fo' the change Motherfuck bein a lame, I'm ten toes in the game - deep I can't slip, this whole world want me sleep See I hustle like a predator and prey on the weak And playin for keeps, cause see, it's a thin red line Between a nigga gettin his, and me gettin mine And plus I'm a nigga with that feelin like it's my time And anybody standin in the way of that is dyin I bust nine, how many times I gotta warn you? I ain't the one, be pushin buttons in the sight of my gun I'm the real live version of the Corleone family So I spit this clearly, so you hoes'll understand me One wrong move, and I'mma have to leave you for the goons Catch you slippin asleep in your bedroom and then Get you Audi, now what the fuck was this dude thinkin? You can cheat the rules of the streets, and not leave stinkin? I can squeeze without blinkin, I'm a cold-blooded nigga Bank robber (ooh) I'm a natural born killer Drug dealer, anything it took to survive Even if it took a nigga to die, I'm a gangsta I got a brick from a sucker that he wanted to move But the whole while I'm cookin I'm like, "Fuck this dude" It's on, thirty-six zones of my own Keep the money fo' myself and take the work back home Call that nigga on the phone (ay) I just got knocked And the cops was askin bout you, come get me hot Never showed, so fuck him and the money that I owed I got a get rich quick scheme, steppin on the dope It's cold, but that's it, I'm on it like I want it And twenty-eight cash and change, the whole game on it That means I'm on my feet and I can front the homies D Break 'em off a couple of C, and double up they fee Takin over, shoot up they spot, make it hot And when the cops dry it out, put my work on the block And if they wanna ride for they corners we ride right with 'em Dummy move, whole thing, the goon squad get 'em I can squeeze without blinkin, I'm a cold-blooded nigga Bank robber (ooh) I'm a natural born killer Drug dealer, anything it took to survive Even if it took a nigga to die, I'm a gangsta No mo' petty rock hustlin, I'm in for the run And I'm fo'sho I'm gon' be murdered for this shit that I done But I'mma die standin up cause I'm a stand up nigga Fuck dyin like a bitch on my knees, I'm a killer So don't nobody cry cause I was destined to get it Just remember, I'm the one who took the dope game and flipped it And pimped it, and destroyed everything in the way Of me seein first motherfuckin light of the day A trigger man, deadly as fuck with a loaded AK Spot my enemy and kill him the American way I turned a dream into reality, with a fuck you mentality Silencin all these niggas in the neighborhood who challenged me Family grievin from they loved one's mortality He ain't got a reason to die then kill him, it's a tragedy I can squeeze without blinkin, I'm a cold-blooded nigga Bank robber (ooh) I'm a natural born killer Drug dealer, anything it took to survive Even if it took a nigga to die, I'm a gangsta Right?