Lyrical Breakdown of Homicide - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Homicide" 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 "Homicide" 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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Seems that we make it and we take it we ballin' we crawlin'
We look out for homicide, when it's war outside
We be finding them targets and squawkin'
So niggas better run and hide
Seems that we make it and we take it we ballin' we crawlin'
We look out for homicide
Stay focused with my eye on the prize
West coast it's a wrap, so hood it's my time, nigga
Livin' life of crime that's the way I was raised
Ridin' up and down green leaf that's how I got paid
(Hustler) Picked up the game at an early age
Grind hard stay at it, time for minimum wage
Do it big stay at it, that's how the G's came through
On the block where I'm from nigga the streets paid you
My hood your hood really ain't nothin' new
But me and you both different, can't walk in my shoes
You better find me, or I'mma find you
But I ain't trippin' bout my paper, never mind you
Catch you slippin' nigga show you what that nine do
Strapped up stay prepared when it's time to
Compton, city of the hub
Ride around beach cruisers niggas chunkin' up dubs
White tees khakis and chucks not givin' a fuck
Gang bang mind of a menace or you givin' it up
(Yeah) Mind of a killer nigga
(The watcher, watch ya back) They might get a nigga
When you least expect he offer the check
Now it's money on your head what the fuck you expect nigga
No patience they out to get me they been waitin' too long
Stay on my Ps and Qs, ten toes with the chrome
Not just in the streets everywhere I perform
So hood ride with me, they predictin' a storm
20 Gauge so powerful it'll rip through your arm
Try me if you want it homie remember you been warned
Act like you want it I'm changin' the movie script
(Action) This the scene where you hit by the Uzi clip
(Ride up) Don't care I ride for the cause
When there's beef involved I won't hesitate or stall
Cause you so called gangstas scream and act raw
One shot to the head brains turn to coleslaw
Careful who you hang with when the drama start
Cause that so called bad ass might have no heart
That's why I keep warriors get me out that tight jam
Even if it means givin' up they right hand