Lyrical Breakdown of Gangsta - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Gangsta" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how YoungBoy Never Broke Again weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Gangsta" 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 YoungBoy Never Broke Again employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Ohh, oh, ohh, hey, oh
(Mario)
Niggas want my soul, get 'em gone, I'm gon' stunt somethin'
Industry don't like me 'cause I'm thuggin' and I'm dangerous
Gangsta, how a nigga came in and leavin' out
Gangsta, hope that's what I scream while I'm bleedin' out
Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what Heaven like
Tryna get me but they miss
I say these niggas ain't been steppin' right
I ain't worried about that shit, I tell my momma I'm forever fine
He gon' pay that fine, if he violate this flag (ooh)
Change on my brother and my sisters, I could never do
Sex, money, murder plus Lil Dee ho fine like Damu (damu)
Them niggas hoes, they only say shit 'bout what I do
Niggas want my soul, get 'em gone, I'm gon' stunt somethin'
Industry don't like me 'cause I'm thuggin' and I'm dangerous
Gangsta, how a nigga came in and leavin' out
Gangsta, hope that's what I scream while I'm bleedin' out
Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what heaven like
Tryna get me but they miss
I say these niggas ain't been steppin' right
I ain't worried about that shit, I tell my momma, I'm forever fine
Know I keep that iron, I remember when Lil Dave died
I done seen Montana cryin' when Dump had left I play it safe now
She fuck with the opps, she can not be my bae now
Got 'em mad they want they beam on top the diamond on my face, huh
Everybody I speak about, they know I ain't lyin'
I ain't never capped out
Get my brother to slang that iron
These niggas be dyin', they say I flashed out
I'm too ahead of my time, I'm overdue, that's what the hate be 'bout
I ain't scared, know that I could die, you could get it too
Niggas want my soul, get 'em gone, I'm gon' stunt somethin'
Industry don't like me 'cause I'm thuggin' and I'm dangerous
Gangsta, how a nigga came in and leavin' out
Gangsta, hope that's what I scream while I'm bleedin' out
Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what heaven like
Tryna get me but they miss
I say these niggas ain't been steppin' right
I ain't worried about that shit, I tell my momma, I'm forever fine
I'm steady screamin' gang, baby, granny gran' baby righteous
Three hundred bands later, I still ain't drop and y'all united
They say Lil Tim the biggest opp
Stepped on that boy, don't do no fightin'
Yellow tape, Glocks, macs and carbons
Fuck the industry, don't like us
Two hundred grand out for your pockets
Like fuck that let me buy the body
They know we really 'bout it, 'bout it
Straight Master P, no Playboi Carti
They say that I'm the walkin' dead (skrrt)
So I'm on point inside this Rari
Got to make sure one inside the head
Before I walk inside this party
I guess that it could get wicked
Extensions stuffed in my glizzy
I think I'm over-committed
Disloyal, that's all these niggas
Can't trust 'em, that's all these bitches
They will change with the quickness
Forget about you in prison
Guess it's safe to say keep your distance
Hold on, wait, need a minute, I go, I'm goin' like Nipsey
Screamin' out that I'm crippin', the realest niggas gon' feel me
Drug dealers and killers, we standin' on nation business
Over a couple million, I put it back in the trenches
Never, I won't surrender and always I'm gon' remember
30 clip it get empty, I take it from out my denim
Thirty Crips bangin' 60s, they wit' me ain't got no temper
Situations get sticky, I'm standin' up wit' my pistol
My bitch actin' like she don't need me
I'm leavin', don't even trip on it
I'm leanin', blind in my Benzo, another reason to get gon'
While rockin' a Yeezy, Adidas, I pray to Jesus I get home
I'm just tryna make a hundred G's off this flip phone
Niggas want my soul, get 'em gone, I'm gon' stunt somethin'
Industry don't like me 'cause I'm thuggin' and I'm dangerous
Gangsta, how a nigga came in and leavin' out
Gangsta, hope that's what I scream while I'm bleedin' out
Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what heaven like
Tryna get me but they miss
I say these niggas ain't been steppin' right
I ain't worried about that shit, I tell my momma, I'm forever fine