Lyrical Breakdown of Black Hippy - Constipation - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Black Hippy - Constipation" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Ab-Soul weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Black Hippy - Constipation" 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 Ab-Soul 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 Ab-Soul's narrative.

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As we proceed to give you what you need T-D-E Omega Black Hippy came through to switch flavors Wake and bake no taters (Pa-pass me the ketchup I'll Homestyle fry 'em) (You niggas better catch up as swift as I am) (I was born in Zion) I defeated the Lion Soul made of iron (Yeah, Soul made of iron) Nah, nigga talking how you can't fold when you trying Strive for triumph (Survive by any means necessary even if it means dying) Fuck the world missionary, Malcolm got popped Obama got in office, and I'm still on the block Ain't shit changed, tHe grinding never stops (Call it progress, and the reason why the chicks always fall in our nest) Two niggas getting high (Flying objects) We got next, now forever the hippy is black interrogated by Instrumentals that give me a rhythm Put the maize together and blaze (Don't be afraid) (See this is how we do Would say I thought you knew but that would not be true) In fact, Be Q (You fags are through And like all of you teachers thus far) I'm passing you Black Hippy!Black-bla-b-b-bl-Black Hippy Soul! Black Hippy, Black-bla-b-b-bl-Black Hippy (yeh) Black-bla-b-b-b-bla-b-bla-b-bla-b-bla-b-b-b-Black Hippy Please fix ya face, we rolling up so much, anticipation We finna shock the nation, Oh Shit! Constipation! Fuck bitches, fuck hoes, fuck bitches fuck hoes Fuck bitches (We finna shock the nation) fuck hoes Fuck bitches (Constipation) fuck hoes,fuck bitches,fuck hoes Fuck bitches, fuck hoes, fuck bitches, fuck hoes (As we proceed) Activist (Rebel without a cause) Full clip left you stiff like a mannequin (Hit him in his temple, left him at the Taj Mahal, What you on) I'm on some other shit, feeling like I stepped off the mother ship (We sabotage the government, CIA gotta evacuate when we done) The state troopers would call off the shooters at dead run It's going down I said (Boogie down, down) Boogie down Bronx (In a black borrow hound) Bumping Biggie like (Pac ain't dead) Two side call it Twenty-two (Ugh) (I'm twenty-two and I rap like twenty zoos) Straight animal (Ace Ventura couldn't find no cure) So raw probably bite off the face of Hannibal (Protein shakes, acid, and manure) Black Hippy!Black-bla-b-b-bl-Black Hippy Soul! Black Hippy, Black-bla-b-b-bl-Black Hippy (yeh) Black-bla-b-b-b-bla-b-bla-b-bla-b-bla-b-b-b-Black Hippy Please fix ya face, we rolling up so much, anticipation We finna shock the nation, Oh Shit! Constipation! Fuck bitches, fuck hoes, fuck bitches fuck hoes Fuck bitches (We finna shock the nation) fuck hoes Fuck bitches (Constipation) fuck hoes,fuck bitches,fuck hoes Fuck bitches, fuck hoes, fuck bitches, fuck hoes