Lyrical Breakdown of Dipset - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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I was-I was in Atlanta with 40 And I was like, man Just make me some Dipset, Heatmakerz shit Heatmakerz Crack music Uh huh We strike again Harlem, what's up? I put it on for my hood when they wanted to off me (Facts) Lawyers on retainers, man, them fuckers was costly (Fetti) Put it in that bag, what the fuck could it cost me? (Fuck that) In the hood with all my jewels, who the fuck could extort me? (Skrt-skrt) Never said nothin' when they cuffed and they caught me (Shh) Copped two when papi had a couple to toss me (¡¿Qué lo que?!) The pump'll make 'em Jump, when the fuckers Kris Kross me (Ya hear that?) A savage wit' them hoes, once I'm fuckin' her, all key (Missin' that) The engine in the Porsche like they stuffed it with horsies (Skrt) Durant scuffed my kicks outta bounds on the floor seat (Oh shit) Shit, outta bounds in the floor seat And, yeah, I went to school, what the fuck did it taught me? (Loco) Man, I'm watchin' all you grown men dancin' to the Kiki (Word) Shit, up in Harlem we was dancin' on them ki, kis (Facts) Sixty eight and I owe you one, you gon' pay me that fee, fee (Uh huh) If this is the NBA, then you'd play in a D League (Fucka) It was none of they business, I had inches but they take yards (Take yards) I got niggas in the jails to the graveyard (Graveyard) If the judge give the bail, we gon' straight ball (Straight ball) If papi my amigo, we gon' take off (We gon' take off) Got to stay chill, stay down and stay loyal (Loyal) 'Cause in this game, these niggas don't have no morals (No morals) Niggas stay down, stay trill and stay loyal (Stay loyal) 'Cause in this game these niggas don't have no morals Niggas stay trill What'chu know about bustin' moves in the freezin' cold? Turnin' down sales just to keep it whole Why break it down when my connect want me to flip the load? That's like settlin' for silver when you gettin' gold (Don't) Small money on the breakdown, believe it though I'm more concerned with the risk, I'm tryna keep it low (Low) Peter pay Paul, if not, they gettin' pita rolled (Yeah) Young Rondo with the give and go (Go) I was always thinkin' upper echelon (Uh) They was thinkin' Nino Brown, I'm thinkin' Pablo Escobar (Yeah) No disputin' what the truth is (Nah) They was more Nicky Barnes, I was more Frank Lucas (Ha) They was thinkin' like Bishop, I was thinkin' like Q on the roof Never cared about the Juice (Never) Only cared about the points and the score So every time I shoot, it's like swoosh (Swoosh, swoosh) It was none of they business, I had inches but they take yards (Take yards) I got niggas in the jails to the graveyard (Graveyard) If the judge give the bail, we gon' straight ball (Straight ball) If papi my amigo, we gon' take off (We gon' take off) Got to stay chill, stay down and stay loyal (Loyal) 'Cause in this game, these niggas don't have no morals (No morals) (Dipset, nigga) Niggas stay down, stay trill and stay loyal (Stay loyal) (Dipset, nigga) 'Cause in this game these niggas don't have no morals Niggas stay trill Dame Dash my man, he shootin' then I'm buckin' with him (Pop, pop, pow!) They shootin' at us? Shit, I'm duckin' with him (Yo, look out!) But I had to be firm and tell him That Kanye only fuck wit'chu when no one else is fuckin' with him (That's a fid-act, fid-act) He told me he was bipolar (What, nigga?) I looked and said, "Bipolar?" (Come on, now) Don't be ridiculous, he wasn't in the mix with us (Nope) Bricks from Hamilton Terrace He didn't take the risk with us (Not at all) Ain't boil a coffee pot, ain't open the barber shop Where we sold hydro at, where we pissed off the cops (G-O-D) The ones in the Taurus, nigga, he a tourist (Yup) Uncle Tom nigga know nothin' 'bout this chorus (Dipset, nigga) It was none of they business, I had inches but they take yards (Take yards) I got niggas in the jails to the graveyard (Graveyard) If the judge give the bail, we gon' straight ball (Straight ball) If papi my amigo, we gon' take off (We gon' take off) Got to stay chill, stay down and stay loyal (Loyal) 'Cause in this game, these niggas don't have no morals (No morals) Niggas stay down, stay trill and stay loyal (Stay loyal) 'Cause in this game these niggas don't have no morals Niggas stay trill