Lyrical Breakdown of Murder - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Murder" 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 "Murder" 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.
• 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 YoungBoy Never Broke Again's narrative.

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D-d-d-DJ Swift on the track Nigga play, gon' get his head bust You know how we comin' Young Boy, look Play-play-play, nigga play, gon' get his head bust You know how we comin' (know how we comin') Strapped like the Navy SEALs Promise you don't want it (you don't want it) This for them bitch ass niggas be speakin' on me Rob who? You got me fucked up You ain't takin' nothin' Nigga, it's gone be a murda Play with that money (play with that money) Nigga, it's gon' be a murda Come run up on me (come run up on me) Nigga, it's gon' be a murda (rrah) Burn you and yo' homie (rrah, rrah) Nigga, it's gon' be a murda Thinkin' that I'm stuntin' (it's gon' be a murda) Gon' be a murda if you thankin' 'bout takin' somethin' from me Talk about your body, but I bet you ain't gon' play with me Try me if you wanna, I stay with that burner on me (what you doin'?) (Pa-rrah) I can't let you get no rip off me Nigga must think I'm a hoe or somethin' I don't know who the fuck he must take me for That shit that you talkin', ain't fearin' us Fuck how you come? You ain't seein' us Say we beefin' gon' catch him and wet him up Nigga tell me, "Pull up", and I'm pullin' up Up, let it bang, we ain't sparin' nothin' Caught him up in the bottom, and he ran from me Hoe ass niggas, stay in yo' lane You niggas be playin', we ain't playin' games When I'm up in the club, bitch, I'm with the gang You can catch us turnin' up for Dave So you know we flexin' with them bands Whole lotta more up in my pants Try to take it, all you hear is bang Try to take it, all you hear is bang Nigga play, gon' get his head bust You know how we comin' (know how we comin') Strapped like the Navy SEALs Promise you don't want it (you don't want it) This for them bitch ass niggas be speakin' on me Rob who? You got me fucked up You ain't takin' nothin' Nigga, it's gon' be a murda Play with that money (play with that money) Nigga, it's gon' be a murda Come run up on me (come run up on me) Nigga, it's gon' be a murda (rrah) Burn you and yo' homie (rrah, rrah) Nigga, it's gon' be a murda Thinkin' that I'm stuntin' (it's gon' be a murda) Draco on me and it got the coolin' system (21, 21) Slaughter gang savage love to shoot at niggas (21, 21) Got a 30 in the booth right now, that's on gang And a judge gon' give me life if a nigga touch my chain, 21 Red light (21), I got four young niggas with me sticked up Hunndid round drums, we gon' leave 'em at the red light (pa-pa-pa) Got the VVSs drippin', lil' nigga tried to reach And all he seen was a motherfuckin' red light (21) Now they scared, right? (Scared) Called your baby mama over 'cause her head's right (21, 21) I put your favorite rapper in a wheelchair Niggas say they from the street, but bitch, I'm still there (21, 21) Nigga play, gon' get his head bust You know how we comin' (know how we comin') Strapped like the Navy SEALs Promise you don't want it (you don't want it) This for them bitch ass niggas be speakin' on me Rob who? You got me fucked up You ain't takin' nothin' Nigga, it's gon' be a murda Play with that money (play with that money) Nigga, it's gon' be a murda Come run up on me (come run up on me) Nigga, it's gon' be a murda (rrah) Burn you and yo' homie (rrah, rrah) Nigga, it's gon' be a murda Thinkin' that I'm stuntin' (it's gon' be a murda) YoungBoy Play-play-play, nigga play, gon' get his head bust You know how we comin'