Lyrical Breakdown of Come Gangsta - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Tech N9ne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Come Gangsta" 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 Tech N9ne 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 Tech N9ne's narrative.

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The spiked red hair and the, and the paint in his face Whoa, hold on, man, Tech is losin' it, man He's not as grounded as he used to be Tech was a devil worshiper Now have you seen a black dude red hair, long beard I mean look, he look scary to me too Man, that ain't Tech man, he sellin' out, man That's, that's, he's doin' that shit for the white folks That's white shit he doin', man I've been writing for nineteen years for sure Hate rules in these times, niggaz don't wanna see me shine Stop me and then try to tell me, (come gangsta) And then compare me to Nelly, (where ya bang bra?) So this song's gonna tell me So called gangsta niggaz who the fuck has always been the bigger G Hey, I've been bustin' and fizz-knuckin' bitches It is nothin' for years puffin', I've been clutchin' riches from his muffin' Here's fuck you niggaz this is toughin' I Don't know what the fuck you thinkin' tellin' me this shit is hella fake Say, since way back in the days rappin' the blaze happen I raised raves craves the days was blade packin' and stage saggin' They's wackin' Nina stay laid back and I Rap at niggaz constantly they never know the money Nina makes Hey, this is amazin' how niggaz formulate they hatin' You fuckin' fornicate your mistakin' We can never correlate 'cause you fakin', huh? Who's bringin' in through bacon, huh? Who's keepin' this shakin', huh? Got any questions Sinister Tech and Tecca Nina niggaz, know the rest Gay, is all you punks and Mitch Bades Diss in your trunk won't get played on the radio Two gangsta for an old lady, bro Gangsta niggaz don't hate me no, wanksta niggaz won't face me though Talkin' shit and bunch my people tellin' me I really need a vest, okay (I rep the town harder than any of you niggaz) 9Wherever I stand my bills the same punk) (And you got the nerve to tell me) Come gangsta, throw your rags in the air And know that nobody there will compare to your gangsta Saggin' pants to the floor Every woman's a bitch or a whore when you're a gangsta Pack ya guns in the club if they shrug And them thugs mean mug ya come gangsta Is what they sayin' to me (I shoulda been done come with a gun) (For the ones who bump they gums who the one) (Said a nigga wasn't gonna make another record) (Said I was wack and washed up, done) (Said a nigga might scare little ones) (He's a fuckin' nightmare, here he comes) (With red hair and my face painted) They say (gangsta) Messy Marvin, Colione is so (gangsta) But I really ain't (gangsta) I need to come up wit a (gangsta) Scritch the scratch on my nigga Fat Tone is so (gangsta) You need a bit of that (gangsta),you need to hang wit a (gangsta) Mr. Stinky Vigilante so (gangsta), Brotha Lynch is (gangsta) The Bigga Figga is (gangsta), 57 RDVs are so (gangsta) That nigga 50 is (gangsta), they say When you in them streets, creep, creep 'Cause some gangstas want a head blast 'cause I run with the red rags And tryin' to make the Feds flash, try to swipe my bread stash That's that bullshit I'm gon' skip and try to go and get the money grip Okay, you niggaz kill me in Nosferatu vampire bit my shit 'Cause you niggaz feel me, surprised I got you right here with my shit? So you gotta be thankful to who? By the way homie what's gangsta to you? Money, dope and alcohol and plenty bitches all up on your dick I got that How can C-Bo be wrong? How can Yukmouth be wrong? How can Lynch be wrong? How can 2Pac be wrong, bitch? Come gangsta, throw your rags in the air And know that nobody there will compare to your gangsta Saggin' pants to the floor Every woman's a bitch or a whore when you're gangsta Pack ya guns in the club if they shrug And them thugs mean mug ya come gangsta Is what they sayin' to me I've been nice to you rapper cats for a long time I left Kansas City so them other cats can gon' shine But it seems these punks are confused because I'm my own kind But I'm back on deck 'cause Kansas City is who's throne? Mine This ain't no punk shit, nigga this is strength at it's finest I made this shit so all you simps can rewind it Meaning, you pussies who say this Tech shit ain't hard for real And try to disregard the real, you mothafuckers is hard to feel I get your death threats 'cause I'm the King, bitch Money, groupies, drugs and alcohol and bling shit But I stay ahead of the game and you punks is so lame 'Cause my mobbin' gangsta track will demolish your whole team I've been with every rapper who's legendary Underground to mainstream know that Tech is very hard 'Cause I bring the hater, love me 'cause I'm your leader Bitches, they suck my peter, while I drinkin' margaritas Niggaz get laid down, seven displayed sounds N9ne the Crazed Clown, lines like sprayed rounds This is for all you haters who don't bump my shit If you say this ain't gangsta you can suck my dick I might look like a Clown, huh But you niggaz sound like a mothafuckin' circus Fuck you motherfuckers This nigga is the tightest nigga movin' man I mean, Tech N9ne will demolish all you niggaz From the stage show, to rockin' the mic, you name it That's why I roll wit him, he my favorite rapper, real talk, Tech N9ne