Lyrical Breakdown of Shroud - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Shroud" 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 "Shroud" 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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(Siht si ton eht tnar fo na live nam, siht si eht tnar fo na ylemetrxe nekorb nam! os od ton ekatsim siht rof eht lived, esuac' ti si ton! mi tsuj gnivah emos fo ym tsekrad stnemom ereh yletal os, yojne! ahah) I can't breathe anymore I've gone the distance Can't see me anymore The darkness has overcome I don't wanna be part of this But I let it take me So I let it take me Now it's dripping all over me We on this Earth as be hell raisers We crave good life but born into this dead-zone I've searched for answers from my female maker In the cemetery but they never produced her headstone Black as ever like Shabba Thick and oozing like lava See this room with my Prada, dadda Must've came from my father 'Cause my mama, was an angel But this thang grow, insane bro (Insane woah) (Swallowing sound) This is darkness accumulated Over the years and heartless buffoons that made it Over to here on the TV Cops kill a man 'cause he's trying to buy a BB Gun (BB Gun) What's gonna happen when they see me come Really run (Really run) (Swallowing sound) I'm 'bout to just boom Take the madness Let it explode and shake the masses Shroud that I carry here to break the rabbits And awake the maggots I hate your habits (I hate your habits) Your evil's consuming me Now my heart and brain together in unity Darkness... 'Cause ain't no opportunity They say my metamorphosis made a monster In so many ways this statement might be true Your plan right from the start was divide and conquer So what do you think I see when I see you? Give me your wishes Give me your hit-list Bring all the wicked I'm 'bout to show you I'm vicious Ligaments and Sriracha's delicious No stopping for tickets Don't make me give the crooked coppers the business (Coppers the business) (Swallowing sound) All is suspicious Wearing your anger During your danger Swearing whore wrangler Don't let me close to y'all If you touch it it's like an overdose of Propofol I be the ghost of all That wanna vote for hogs I got a goat to maul (Go tomorrow) (Swallowing sound) Licking my lips, ow! Burn my tongue I need a germ to come kill me In worms and dung lay stagnant I'm an avid mad lad See the evil I grab It stick to me like a magnet You can have it (You can have it) Rack, I'mma clack on they asses Brack! Brack! Brack! Give the evil no passes