Lyrical Breakdown of N***as Bleed - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "N***as Bleed" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how The Notorious B.I.G. weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "N***as Bleed" 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 Notorious B.I.G. 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 Notorious B.I.G.'s narrative.
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Today's agenda
Got the suitcase up in the centra
Go to room 112, tell them Blanca sent you
Feel the strangers, if no money exchanges
I got this kids in ranges, to leave them niggas brainless
All they tote is stainless, you just remain as calm as possible,
Make the deal go through if not
Here's 12 shot's
We know how you do please make your killings clean,
Slugs up in between
They eyes, like true lies, kill them and feel the scene
Just bring back the coke or the cream or else
Your life is on the shelf, we mean this, Frank
Them cats we fucking with put bombs in your moms gas tank
Let's get this money baby, they shady, we get shady
Dress up like ladies and burn them with 360s
Then they come to kill our babies, that's all out
I got gats that blow the wall out, clear them all out
Fuck the fallout, word to stretch i bet they pussy
The seven digits push me, fucking real, here's the deal
I got hundred bricks 14.5 a piece
Enough to cop a 6, buy the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with jeeps, brick apiece, capiche
Everyone getting cream no one consider a leech
Think about it now, that's damn near 1.5
I kill them all I'll be set for life
Frank, pay attention
This motherfuckers is henchmen, renegades
If you die they still get paid, extra probably
Fuck a robbery
Im the boss
Promise you won't rob them
I promise
But of course you know
I had my fingers crossed
Niggas bleed just like us
Picture me being scared
Of a nigga that breathe the same air as me
Nigga bleed like us
Picture me being shook
We can both pull burners and make the motherfuking beef cook
Nigga bleed like us
Picture a nigga hiding
My life in that man's hand, while he just deciding
Nigga bleed like us
I'd rather go toe to toe with all of y'all
Running ain't my protocol
Since it's on,i call ma nigga Arizona Ron
From Tucson, push the black Yukon
Usually had the slow grooves on, mostly rock the Isley