Lyrical Breakdown of Toss It Up - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Toss It Up" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how 2Pac weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Toss It Up" 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 2Pac 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 2Pac's narrative.

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Lord have mercy, father help us all Since you supplied your phone number, I can't help but call Time for action, conversating, we relaxing, kicking back Got you curious for Thug Passion, now picture that Tongue-kissing, hand full of hair, look in my eyes Time to make the bed rock, baby look how it rise Me and you moving in the nude, do it in the living room Sweating up the sheets, it's the Thug in me I mean no disrespecting when I tongue-kiss your neck I go a long way to get you wet, what you expect? Late night, hit the highway, drop the top I pull over, getting busy in the parking lot And don't you love it how I lick your hips and glide? Kiss you soft on your stomach, push my love inside Got you lost in a love zone, stuck in the lust I got the bedroom shaking, back-breaking, when we're tossing it up Listen baby, I like the way it's going down When nobody's around, slip-slide ride Giving me that nice smile Female I like, what I want to give all night You and me alone, everybody's gone, toss it up Baby let's get it on I like the way you please me, babe The sexy way you tease me, yeah (That's right) The way you move your body It really drives me crazy Your body hypnotizing (Hypnotizing) Your smell is so exciting (So exciting) So baby come on home with me I like the way you give it to me I like the way you give it to me Let me see you toss it up I like the way you give it to me Let me see you toss it up I like the way you give it to me Let me see you toss it up So I like the way you give it to me Let me see you toss it up Play on, play on, play on, play on (Oh baby) Play on, play on, play on, play on (Lemme see you play on) Play on, play on, play on, play on Play on, play on, play on, play on (K-Ci) Oh, it's K-Ci baby (Yes) Hmm, that want you lady (Yes) Oh, don't act so shady Baby, your taste as fine as gravy (That's right) The way you move that thang You make me wanna sang Girl you make my bells rang Make them go ting-a-ling Now the man, I'm here again Don't want it to ever end It's feeling too good Gimme some more, oh lady, lady Your body the kind I like-ah Big booty titillating delight-ah Bag it up yo, let me in there Toss it up for me I like the way you give it to me Let me see you toss it up I like the way you give it to me Let me see you toss it up I like the way you give it to me Let me see you toss it up I like the way you give it to me So won't play on oh yeah! How do you want it? What's your phone number? I get around Cali Love to my true Thugs, picture me now Still down for that Death Row sound, searching for paydays No longer Dre Day, arrivederci Blown and forgotten, rotten for plotting Child's Play Check your sexuality as fruity as this Alize Quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move Cross Death Row, now who you gonna run to? Looking for suckers 'cause you similar Pretending to be hard, oh my God, check your temperature Screaming "Compton", but you can't return, you ain't heard? Brothers pissed 'cause you switched and escaped to the burbs Mob on to this new era, 'cause we untouchable Still can't believe that you got Pac rushing you Up in you, bless the real, all the rest get killed Who can you trust? Only time reveals Toss it up Let me see you toss it up (Toss it up) Won't you toss it up Let me see you toss it up Let me see you toss it up Let me see you toss it up Toss it up now ye ye Toss it up now ye ye Toss it up now