Lyrical Breakdown of Alwayz Into Somethin' - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Alwayz Into Somethin'" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Snoop Dogg weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Alwayz Into Somethin'" 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 Snoop Dogg 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 Snoop Dogg's narrative.

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Nineteen-ninety mothafuckin'-one N.W.A. back in this mothafucker, yo Takin' out all you commercialized-ass niggas And we're on this laid back track And we're doin' this one kinda smooth So whatcha gonna do Dre? Kick it! And so on, let the shit flow on Because I need somethin' to go off on The mothafuckin' D-R-E servin' a death wish So I'ma hit you like this Early in the morning Hop into the B-en-Z I got 44 ways of gettin' paid Sittin' in my lap as I roll off the Compton blocks To scoop up Ren, I heard shots One, two, three, then I seen a nigga Hoppin' the fence, and it was Ren on the mothafuckin' trigger He got in the Benz and said "Dre, I was speakin' to yo' bitch O'Shea" And as we roll on, I seen the patroller creep So we got ghost before they peeped Me and Ren in a black CE, yo Bumpin' some funky shit by the D.O.C. I gotta get paid Paid in a hurry, see I got a habit if I'm not paid thoroughly I start takin' Makin' sure my shit is steady bumpin' A nigga always into somethin' Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba! Fuck the mothafuckin' police 'cause they see a dreadlocks down And they kick him in his mothafuckin' balls Goddamn police, fuck them! Come down, MC Ren I heard a dope beat, somebody told me that Buck did it But if Dre didn't do it I can't fuck with it N.W.A. is like a mix a fix a trix Real niggas with big dicks You're takin' a chance when you think that Talkin' under your breath won't lead to young death Fuckin' up shit and shit's but a killin' For a nigga labeled as bein' a mothafuckin' villain But you don't know me, a record can't tell ya How so many prayed I'd be a mothafuckin' failure Real niggas gotta have top rankin' I hooked up with three more niggas and started makin' Funky-ass shit for your system Might sound nice, so it makes you wanna listen to a Sample of a ruthless organization But you don't want a confrontation Real niggas don't play Yella, Eazy, me, and the nigga, nigga Dre, yo Always makin' sure that my shit is steady bumpin' A nigga always into somethin' Boom-boom clat! Look at that bitch walking down the mothafuckin' street Don't she know the Admiral wanna hold my dick in Because that bitch's booty is so na-na-na-na-na-na-nasty Yeah, the world's most dangerous group Definitely in this motherfucker Sendin' a shout-out to all the bitches out there Yo, you can get the pickup to suck a dick up 'til you hiccup You know what I'm sayin' Yo, 'cause I'm a nigga for life And I really don't give a fuck I'm goin' for mine, every time I see a fuckin' softy Punk strong as coffee A nigga like that best to back up off me Yo, 'cause these are the days and the times of the real niggas False niggas, N.W.A.'ll toss niggas And that's on the real, 'cause I'm a nigga that kills Again and again, so tell 'em what's up Ren If I'm not into nothin', I don't feel right So I grab the nine and the clip and go and murder motherfuckers at night Because I'm startin' to fiend From sittin' in a cell where the crime was too tragic I couldn't make bail So now they gotta hold me and listen to rehabilitation over and over Sayin' they told me But I don't give a fuck 'cause I know my shit is pumpin' A nigga always into somethin' 1991 And N.W.A get the job done Admiral Dancehall gonna sing dis little tale 'Bout a gal that's quick fi lick dick It goes something like this Da gal quick fi lickin' the dick Da gal quick fi lickin' the dick Da gal quick fi lickin' the dick She got a dirty habit Da gal be wicked and wildly Gal be wicked and wildly Wicked and wicked and wicked Gal be wicked and wicked Because da Admiral Dance mi come inna dance Mi name is Admiral D Jah Rastafari with the beautiful sound Jah Dr. Dre a him a de masta MC Ren him come kinda fasta Here comes Yella with the wicked and wicked wax Wicked and wicked wax Wicked and wicked scratch That's why de Admiral lyrics him a chat Everyone ah N.W.A. is in the house Is in the house, is in the house Ah, listen up 'cause we in the house 'Cause ah up, up Listen up, up, up Up, up, listen up, up Because ram dance every lady love me 'Cause ah every lady come around is me Because me singing on this N.W.A. album That's why me singing on this N.W.A. album gal