Lyrical Breakdown of Loud - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Loud" 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 "Loud" 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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Hello Mr. Yates, this is Sarah from the complex clubhouse I'm calling to tell you that we've been getting complaints From your neighbors about loud music late at night If you could you keep it low after 10 pm, it would be appreciated. Thanks! Yeah, I bang my music loud! I betcha you feel me coming down the block The thunder in the trunk gon' knock You know I play my music loud! And yup I got the neighbors losing sleep From the way I crank it up and let it beat Yeah Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it beat like, bang, bang, bang, bang Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it beat like, bang, bang, bang, bang Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it beat like, bang, bang, bang, bang Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it bang, let it bang Pulled up in a bucket, blowing on a blunt Beat hittin' like brrrump bump bump I crack concrete sound like a big bitch In the back tryna get up out a little nigga trunk Turn heads 'fore I even hit the block Lil' kids running up when they hear the beat knock Crank to the max whenever I pass cops Heart skip a beat whenever the bass drop My shit is quakin', got my rearview vibrating Pulled up next to my grandmama at the red light got her wig shaking Hennessy and purple is what I'm tasting Finna do some baby making Got a chocolate freak sitting next to me Bitch look like Sanaa Lathan (Sexy) Hey Sunday morning 'round eleven, rolled by interrupting the reverend I'll probably lose my hearing by the time I'm twenty-seven It's a shame, but I need that bang To vibrate my frame FBS my gang Had to do a little switch up, can a player get Strange? I tell my Beatrice to quit yappin', later on we gon' get nasty And you can do whatever you like to me, we can do classy or get trashy Matter fact we ain't even gotta go to the crib, girl we can do it in the back seat For now sit back relax, and let this beat massage your ass cheeks Yeah, I play my music loud! I betcha you feel me coming down the block The thunder in the trunk gon' knock You know I play my music loud! And yup I got the neighbors losing sleep From the way I crank it up and let it beat Yeah Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it beat like, bang, bang, bang, bang Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it beat like, bang, bang, bang, bang Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it beat like, bang, bang, bang, bang Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it bang, let it bang It's who Prada Jesus that nigga that came with the heat that you needed Hella waited on, hella hated on Hungry little nigga 'bout to eat until the plate is gone Got the flamer on, 'bout to step into the danger zone Might as well go ahead and call the cops 'Cause 'em loud ass next door neighbors is home Yeah And we coming to tear the block up Beat it loud, banging like blocka Them bitches jock us, that why these niggas mock us But they not us, and it's not just music with me and my partners We done put time in this bitch, so how can you stop us? Prada (what?) get 'em Can I get up in a rhythm little money for the women And the niggas in the city That said I will never make it, but I'm here now Got it made now, gettin' hoes now Gettin' laid now, 'cause I'm 'bout to lay down, gettin' paid now You motherfuckers shouldn't have nothing to say now Got a middle finger for y'all, scratch that Man, I ain't even thinkin' of y'all pass that So pass the gat to the back where I'm sitting now With the kitty cat I'ma laughin' again and now Roll down the window and let the beat slap Alan Wayne and Strange you can't beat that That's what it's all about boy Don't be hatin' on a nigga 'cause a nigga got a little bit of clout boy Shit talk shit anyway So turn my music up and Shut your motherfuckin' mouth boy Yeah, I play my music loud! I betcha you feel me coming down the block The thunder in the trunk gon' knock You know I play my music loud! And yup I got the neighbors losing sleep From the way I crank it up and let it beat Yeah Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it beat like, bang, bang, bang, bang Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it beat like, bang, bang, bang, bang Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it beat like, bang, bang, bang, bang Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it bang, let it bang They don't want me to live at the end of my block 'Cause when I get to the crilla I don't stop Partyin' with ladies I pull up in the Mercedes You know that we gonna bang big sound! We kickin' it loud at 3 o'clock in the spot Pour the liquor around, we doin' shots 'til we drop Every once in a while, we get a knock from the cops saying Turn shit down Yup My neighbors prob'ly wish I resided in hell or prison 'Cause they always tell me and Mak to turn down our Television And we got it hooked to our stereo You would think the scenario's running the lights When I got a mic when the bass kick hit very low I can't help it, 'cause I like it loud, I hype the crowd I'm partyin' despite the clouds It might be foul, the neighbors wanna fight me now In the night we growl, the women excite me wow Show me the volume button, 'cause I'm bustin' this damn I don't wanna nobody hearin' us when we bang So I turn the music up and lust 'til we came Now I know the neighbors knowin' my name Can't help it, 'cause that's my style More beat than the law allow I'm 'bout to get me a crib in the country Nobody to hunt me, tellin' me Turn it down! I'm gonna live it really black and proud Up in the yard naked and well endowed Until the cops run up on me and then I crack a smile Yeah, I play my music loud! I betcha you feel me coming down the block The thunder in the trunk gon' knock You know I play my music loud! And yup I got the neighbors losing sleep From the way I crank it up and let it beat Yeah Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it beat like, bang, bang, bang, bang Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it beat like, bang, bang, bang, bang Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it beat like, bang, bang, bang, bang Turn it up like, boom, boom, boom, boom Let it bang, let it bang