Yo I was again listening to Waynes verse on "we allright". I always liked the song and his verse for how it sounded aesthetically and the way he sounded motivated. Other than that its also a great verse lyrically, in some various ways. Very dynamic. But I also tought to catch something new. The following:
what you think?
btw: the verse can be analyzed in various ways. He is doing many things throughout 1 verse. its crazy. I know its not even his best verse. I really like the direction he was going for in mid 2014 was it? Perhaps you can give your own analysis to this verse.
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Do this shit for rizzeal
Young Money, Rich Gang, ya heard me with big ears
You just a crocodile, I drink a full cup of his tears
Can’t recognize you, nigga, like Santa cut off his beard
And Tunechi, he gon’ be alright, as long as he got his pills
I’m higher than my bitch bills, stop crying about 'em, bitch, chill
I'm working on that Carter V, I got this bitch in fifth gear
I can 't stand these niggas, I'ma lie down or sit still
Get tied down with that fucking steel at your eyebrow or your fucking grill
Catch you while you laid up, straight up, bunny ears
I shoot your fucking fade up, ratchets don't touch me
If that pussy smell like catfish salmon trout or guppies
I ain't trippin' over no ho, treat that ho like a servant
I know that ho better know, how to deep throat like a serpent
But loose lips sink ships, but I just let these hoes Worship
She think I'm a window of opportunity, close curtains
Tunechi
what you think?
btw: the verse can be analyzed in various ways. He is doing many things throughout 1 verse. its crazy. I know its not even his best verse. I really like the direction he was going for in mid 2014 was it? Perhaps you can give your own analysis to this verse.
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Do this shit for rizzeal
Young Money, Rich Gang, ya heard me with big ears
You just a crocodile, I drink a full cup of his tears
Can’t recognize you, nigga, like Santa cut off his beard
And Tunechi, he gon’ be alright, as long as he got his pills
I’m higher than my bitch bills, stop crying about 'em, bitch, chill
I'm working on that Carter V, I got this bitch in fifth gear
I can 't stand these niggas, I'ma lie down or sit still
Get tied down with that fucking steel at your eyebrow or your fucking grill
Catch you while you laid up, straight up, bunny ears
I shoot your fucking fade up, ratchets don't touch me
If that pussy smell like catfish salmon trout or guppies
I ain't trippin' over no ho, treat that ho like a servant
I know that ho better know, how to deep throat like a serpent
But loose lips sink ships, but I just let these hoes Worship
She think I'm a window of opportunity, close curtains
Tunechi
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