Lyrical Breakdown of I Ain't Goin' - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "I Ain't Goin'" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Three 6 Mafia weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "I Ain't Goin'" 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 Three 6 Mafia employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Sound the alarm Infamous comes From the slums Lookin' them done Within' they pump Cough the thoughts Bitches are numb Niggas they run All of my guns Droppin' a fuss Filish the wound Bitches are doom At high noon Billy the Kid Splatter his wig Without a clue Niggas get blue Off they shoes What's up dead fool I got my tools Don't get the rules It's up to you What will you do Here comes the rat Here comes the tat Hit 'em with bats Chop off they ass Blow up the gats Don't hit a mack Infamous packed Down for a jack Ready to buck Wantin' to fuck Testin' my nuts You will get stuck Down in the rut Fillin' the slugs Empty your gut All on the rug All in the dug All on my mug They will pay When I'm comin' with the shanks And my dank And the chains Fallin' up and down the street Lookin' for some shit to creep Niggas knowin' my bogus tags And they pull up they gangsta setts They knowin' 'bout my roll Part of robbin' niggas who thinkin' they hard And dumpin' trick in a ditch That's my hobby 'cause I ain't ready In the bushes where I hang But you want to be a wild thang And throw yo' ass up on my face Now I got your little monkey ass No I'm not a scapula So try to break it off with the rest of your dough On the verge with the rest of yo' bag Which will die or bleed elite Watch yo' body hit the street They never know where they say where you lay No one knows your damn face But I do and that's a fact Come play the game of pitty pat I thought you on the railroad track Slice yo' head and leave you dead I'm takin' care of my motherfuckin' business I ain't goin' bitch Savin' none of ya hoes will never be I'm takin' care of my motherfuckin' business I ain't goin' bitch Savin' none of ya hoes will never be I'm takin' care of my motherfuckin' business I ain't goin' bitch Savin' none of ya hoes will never be I'm takin' care of my motherfuckin' business I ain't goin' bitch Savin' none of ya hoes will never be Ain't no fuckin' negotiatin' When the nines cocked Don't get yourself in a situation Straight to a pinebox I think it's time for meditation To all this crime stop Three 6 known for demonstratin' For makin' bodies drop Sometimes it's like I'm in a movie Like the movie Scream These niggas don't say nothing to me 'Cause I be lookin' mean And if you stick a knife right through me Cut through my bloodstream You hoes ass niggas better kill me 'Cause fool this ain't no dream I'm comin' for you like I'm crazy Straight out the institution Like a mafia member pay me They know there nothin' to it To leave my house lazy And throw her in a sewer The 97 you can't fade me When I got something to do with it Now we got some killas in the house When you claim you couldn't tell Do I need to leave it here? Budda, Budda, Budda To leave your ass convinced Or do we need to put some kick dose on you fucky hoes Mack 10's and 12's rebel WE got this under control And when we call this type of deal It's a splash party When them brains Make it to the walls Yellin DJ polly ollie all Watch yo pass Watch me grass From my stash Rip off the mask And then all you hoes will all cash And then we poppin all this essence Then we passin' all the poors and smashin the Lexus I'm takin' care of my motherfuckin' business I ain't goin' bitch Savin' none of ya hoes will never be I'm takin' care of my motherfuckin' business I ain't goin' bitch Savin' none of ya hoes will never be I'm takin' care of my motherfuckin' business I ain't goin' bitch Savin' none of ya hoes will never be I'm takin' care of my motherfuckin' business I ain't goin' bitch Savin' none of ya hoes will never be