Lyrical Breakdown of The World Is Filled... (Feat. - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• 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 "The World Is Filled... (Feat." 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.
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Make it hot, make it hot Make it hot, make it hot The world is filled with pimps and hoes We'll just talk about those I knows The world is mine, can't you see? I'm just tryin' to be all I can be Oh ah oh, yeah Now first come the cash, then come the ass Then come big blunts with big chunks of hash When I score with a whore, she be game for sure Pimp so hard a nigga drag his mink on the floor Won't you admit it? I ain't gotta talk 'cause I live it Any chick fuckin' with me, believe me, that's a privilege I won't be satisfied till all my niggas get it See, you hit it then I hit it, we get it back to split it And Big be that nigga, we be flyin' through your hood Hood rats scopin' with their eyes on my goods See, we date 'em like we hate 'em, see 'em like we don't need 'em Treat 'em like we meet 'em, and never give up freedom And we only give our number to selected few And it's best that you never knew what good head'll do Turn a freak to a bisexual And if she's flexible, fuck the nigga next to you (The world is filled) the world is filled with pimps and hoes We'll just talk about those I knows (oh yeah, make it hot, play on playa) (Play on) The world is mine (make it hot), can't you see? (Uh) I'm just tryin' to be all I can be (oh, yeah, make it hot, uh) Oh ah oh, yeah (uh) "When the Remy's in the system, ain't no tellin' Will I fuck him? Will I diss him?", that's what these hoes yellin' I'm a pimp by blood, not relation Y'all still chase 'em, I'll replace 'em, huh Drunk off Dom, silk and gators Spittin' words, make a bird tell they flock see you later Whether, drunk or high, skunk or Thai Nigga play against a playa, shit, slugs gon' fly Ain't gon' lie, pimped out her SSI Nigga don't ask why, just respect it She bought me the necklace, the bracelet The Benz-o - she laced it Crib-o, got it, interior decorated Now my popularity grew in each state Now I got two in each state Used to drink brew and eat steak Now I pop bottles with models, larger stakes on large estates, shit The world is filled with pimps and hoes We'll just talk about those I knows (make it hot, play on playa, play on) The world is mine, can't you see? (The world is mine) I'm just tryin' to be all I can be (uh huh, make it hot) Oh ah oh, yeah (yeah, too short) I had a whole lot of bitches in my lifetime I been blessed with the game, always say the right lines Had a few prostitutes, and if you knew the truth They're like pimps, you can't let 'em do it to you (a-ha-ha) She ain't no sucker (ah-ah) I know that bitch, man She wanna be a pretty woman lovin' a rich man (yeah) Now here you come, drop top ridin' You ain't no pimp, fake nigga, stop lyin' (stop lyin') Pussy makes money, stick to the business Think about the real motherfuckers that lived it Street life, pimp shit, make the ho respect the game You bought her diamonds and cars, trick, that's a shame Say what you want, but I still figure She left you 'cause you couldn't be like them real niggas (ah-ah) She was a hustler by nature and you was just faker (that's right) Than the average simps (that's right), found a badder pimp (come on) Too Short Crazy ass man I never would have bought that bitch all them cars And all that shit you bought that hoe, man After I heard about what the bitch did nigga, knew the hoe! Man I'm 30 years old, nigga And that bitch was hoein' when I was in ninth grade and shit Think about that (make it hot) she been around then right? Shit, you just a rest haven for hoes, man Just the first nigga that came along when the bitch got out the pen Bitch only fuckin' with you 'cause you had a good ass job, nigga, nerd Treat the bitch better than anybody ever treated her Stupid ass nigga She ain't nothin' but a hoe And you love her (make it hot) You fell in love with her man, y'all niggas crazy, man You can't turn a hoe into a housewife, fool Every time you turn your back Nigga that bitch is fuckin' with them gangstas Eastside, Westside, nigga my partners Gettin' that shit, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout nigga I tell you about some real pimps and hoes Tell you about these pimps and these hoes man Yeah I know a few Shit, beyotch!