Lyrical Breakdown of Fan Or Foe - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Fan Or Foe" 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 "Fan Or Foe" 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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Ay, ain't that the nigga Tech N9ne man?
Yeah yeah, that's that nigga
Yeah, he be rappin' shit
Shit, he cool I guess
Yeah he should be cool a little bit
Yeah, aight
Let's go see what's up that nigga like with y'all
Shit, that nigga, I don't know about that
Ay, ay nigga ain't you Tech N9ne nigga?
Yeah, what's up man?
Ay, that new shit cool
That shit hot
Real life bro, that shit hot hot nigga
Back up, wait a minute
Why you looking at me like that?
Do you really wanna trip or you flip in the script?
Do you wanna rap with a nigga
Or bang us a whoop in a whip?
I don't even want us to come to bustin' up shots
Nigga, misery can't produce enough cops and I
Don't know if you wildin' or what?
All you wanna do is freestyle in the cut
Fan or foe (foe), I don't really know (know)
Off at the show (show), niggas they know (know)
What it looked like, was a good night
Now It's looking like a motherfucker wanna jack all me dough
Come up to me, my kids and me chillin'
Better think twice I'm a 5-6 villain
All they wanna talk about, I did it, when I did it
Man, I thought I was about to get a bullet in a minute
You should be careful how you walk up on us
Got a bonus for all the opponents if they want it
I know they wait for Tecca Nina moments
Till the opponent be poppin' up and hit you, don't it?
We don't know if they be trippin' or not (no)
Probably 'cause all of them live on the block (yeah)
When you rapping niggas know what you got (yeah)
Toughest ever, when you up on the top (yeah)
Show some respect when you approach me
Don't you be mugging me
Might have that drug in me
Pluggin' a nigga for nearly shrugging me
Ain't nothing wrong with people peepin', geekin'
Whether man or hoe but the grammer so bamber, stammer
I don't know if you fan or foe
If he trippin', we can go
Peepin' like he seeking dough
Wanna dough or wanna blow
I don't know if he fan or foe
I don't know if he fan or foe
I don't know if he fan or foe
Easy, hang and speak and brawl
I don't know if he fan or foe
If he trippin', we can go
Peepin' like he seeking dough
Wanna dough or wanna blow
I don't know if he fan or foe
I don't know if he fan or foe
I don't know if he fan or foe
Easy, hang and speak and brawl
I don't know if he fan or foe
Now be easy how you speakin' bro
T-Nutty the young flow he can be dope, don't be jokin'
Show yo ass and you'll be walking off with it broken
Run up on motherfuckers in the open
Makin' them shut up, woofing with that cold shit
Cut the shenanigans, nigga you fakers are mannequins
Thinking you slicker than lotion?
Back up wait a minute, why you looking at me like that?
I'm just a nigga with a little bit of fame
But if you get to trippin' then I'm giving 'em my gang
Never catch me slippin', you can get it out your brain
Mayne, fan or foe
Sucker nigga tryna get his hands on my dough
But if you really want it come on and try to get on it
You can be the opponent chokin' with hands on your throat
Man I'm a loc, one to pack round from Sactown
Better watch out from the blow-blow
Blackout, blackout, blackout, blackout (braa rara raraa ttata aaaa)
Stay with my kilers, that be knockin' noodles
Wakin' the game up lick a cock-a-doodle
Think you gon' catch me slippin' at a show
Nutt factors lookin' like they Shaka Zulu, I see through you
With all the fake shit, you filled with hatred
Hopin' and wishin' you was my replacement
Comin' so vicious, you gon' have to face it and try to taste it
'Cause I laced it like a tennis shoe when I've been a fool
Like C-Bo, Lynch and X-Raided but this is a different interview
Factors up nigga
If he trippin', we can go
Peepin' like he seeking dough
Wanna dough or wanna blow
I don't know if he fan or foe
I don't know if he fan or foe
I don't know if he fan or foe
Easy, hang and speak and brawl
I don't know if he fan or foe
If he trippin', we can go
Peepin' like he seeking dough
Wanna dough or wanna blow
I don't know if he fan or foe
I don't know if he fan or foe
I don't know if he fan or foe
Easy, hang and speak and brawl
I don't know if he fan or foe
It may not be a bad idea if I never go home again
'Cause niggas lookin' at me like I'm a chicken dinner
Lookin' back at niggas like I'm Shauntay Henderson
Are you a foe (foe) so I gotta carry the fo' (fo')
I think they recognize me, I don't really know though
'Cause they walkin' up fast and givin' me doubt
And when they pass me askin'
"When yo new shit come out?"
Me and my dawgs at the picture house
And they be huddled up and got me thinkin' pick one out
I pick the nigga bigger than me, pull the trigga to see
If he tough enough, make 'em what he tryin' to be
But he a fan though, don't know how to approach ya, vulture
Get to close how I posed ya
Posed to know the difference from fan or foe when you muggin' though
Can't even live in peace and when I eat with my peeps in the place
You in my face with your mixtapes
And if I ain't tryna listen to it we get into it
If I'm off of that fluid then it's time to do it (do it)
'Cause a nigga from out south out the mouth
Yo girl be lovin' me, givin' me mouth to mouth (yeah)
And it ain't fair that the music got her doin'
What she wanna do when you ain't there
And you too salty softy
When you see me out you betta get up off me
If ya girl actin' a hoe I'll turn a fan to foe
If he trippin', we can go
Peepin' like he seeking dough
Wanna dough or wanna blow
I don't know if he fan or foe
I don't know if he fan or foe
I don't know if he fan or foe
Easy, hang and speak and brawl
I don't know if he fan or foe
If he trippin', we can go
Peepin' like he seeking dough
Wanna dough or wanna blow
I don't know if he fan or foe
I don't know if he fan or foe
I don't know if he fan or foe
Easy, hang and speak and brawl
I don't know if he fan or foe