Lyrical Breakdown of Your Ass Got Took - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Your Ass Got Took" 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 "Your Ass Got Took" 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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[Verse 1] Get em up motherfucker this is it Hold them up where I can see em I take a small bit Cuz if you make a false move it'll cost ya No need to cry for help, the world just lost ya Hell I don't give a fuck about not witnesses Witness this Make it so you can't be figured out If you gotta kill a bitch, let her brain out Have no mercy when you jack Just the whole motherfuckin family in the black Fuck a five-oh, you gotta bail out Or your black ass is headed for the jail house People all the judges wanna bust you The D.A. does the hey and he agrees the court fuckin up Hey, the redneck judge caught a boot A nigga like the Brad cuz a nigga like the brad shoots Don't be afraid my brother, Put your finger on the trigger, close your eyes and squeeze the motherfucker Fuck the press, you gotta pump your chest If they don't cooperate, grab some hostages Kick an old bitch in her pouch Skull an old nigga, knock his motherfuckin dentures out Push an old man out his wheelchair He's still, his quill there, he gets killed there If it's left up to me I'll bury em They got a nigga livin in a sanitarium A real thief goes by the book And that's the first example of your ass gettin took [Verse 2] I'm pullin them motherfuckin boot falls A nigga's dark as shit got me reachin for the firearm But I aint goin out like a sucker I open up and fall down on the fucker If you're caught in the crossfire It musta been time for your ass to expire Cuz I don't shed tears on a victim Fuck with me, I gotta get him That's how it is in the motherfuckin streets Motherfuckin check your nuts and try to play a nigga weak But I got a little news for your ass Here's a little blast from the brad Now put that in your pipe and smoke it Put your hands around your dick and doke it You gotta keep your nuts out your stomach fella Cuz I'ma put a twelve gauge on your ass, nigga And never take a second look Your ass got took [Verse 3] Here's some game for you dick-suckin bitches You're hoes who's givin up the pussy for the riches But a nigga like me don't pay shit To put it blunt to you, homey don't play bitch So open up and let me get it Be payin for the pussy, bitch with it Aint no pussy in the world worth cash flow Put bank in your ass, oh no It aint no way, motherfucker You can be the world's best dick sucker But you still don't fit on the payroll I run game on a bitch and lay low And then I roll with someone else And let the other motherfucker play himself Let her get his cash flow But I'm still gettin that ass broke Let the other nigga keep her But everytime you fuck her aint that pussy gettin deeper? I bet it kinda makes you wonder When you're home all alone, "Yo, action place is farther" Ha ha ha, I thought you had her But when you fall asleep, yo, she's rollin with the Bradster I peep out game and just chill You gave her money for rent, but honey paid my light bills It aint like a nigga aint rich But a bitch has gotta pay for this dick Reverse the game, get her hooked Yo, her ass got took