Lyrical Breakdown of Hell Yeah - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Hell Yeah" 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 "Hell Yeah" 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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Soulo back up in this ho, man I hope the magnum fit Soulo back up in this ho, man that pussy magnifique Know I row the showboat, all aboard the penmanship All I do is give you gifts, everyday's December 25th Everywhere you turn I'm there ya bitch, tell your homie, tell your bitch Bad to the bone, only thing stay when you go, is your skeleton Why your grin so devilish, you gon' go to hell for this To hell with them to tell the truth I hope allah piss in hell on them Ahah was a problem before momma gave me baba Mind stay larger than an island, never been to the Bahamas (Soulo) I was just a toddler in ninja turtle pajamas I ain't know the world was fucked up like vaginas Now I don't give a fuck, now I'mma live it up, now I'mma pick it up (Hell yeah) Now they wanna pay, now she wanna fuck, now he wanna hate (Hell yeah) Heaven don't seem far from here, staring thru these Cartiers After all these mothafuckin' years nigga yea nigga Man we breaking all the rules, Take that bullshit elsewhere Welcome to America, die or pay for healthcare I'm tryna tell ya, we living in hell here And if you agree with me, Let me get a hell yeah! Hell yeah! (Yeah) Hell yeah! (Yeah) Hell yeah! Let me get a hell yeah I'm tryna tell ya, we living in hell here And if you agree with me, Let me get a hell yeah Schoolboy back up in this ho, pussy, hoes and ash trays Schoolboy back up in your ho, bitch might want my last name Yeah, yeah, nigga blow this fire (Hey! Hey!) High above hell, what the hell, nigga might bring hell Roll with it uh, fuck with a nigga, ride with a nigga, learn with a nigga Highway to hell, fuck with a nigga, ride with a nigga, burn with a nigga Lil' nigga with a gun and he gang bang, lil' girl turn lost she a gang bang No love so it's fuck the world, got free and she fucked the world, damn Goddamn girl, make a nigga wanna hurl Throwing up signs, I done lost my mind, you know them caution signs May have bought my grind, these drugs of mine, gamble with ya life And I'll roll the nine, flatline, flatline, go to hell mothafucka, every shot divine No back bone, weary spine, gotta keep ya head straight 'fore ya fall off Me and Soul locomotives that hauled off, get up out the way or get your fame Randy Moss, heaven in this fucking beer, swagging in these Cartiers Especially after all these fucking years nigga yea nigga Mothafuck the government, mothafuck the system Mothafuck you, I'm just living how I am living Hiiipower, that's a nigga religion 'Til Jesus come back and he tell me something different Solo back up in this ho, man I hope the magnum fit Solo back up in this ho, I hope she don't tell my bitch God damn I'm so ignorant at the same time so brilliant Cuttin up, cesarean, but keep it on the low, librarian Still mobbin' deep like Havoc and Prodigy Tryna document an odyssey for every eye to see Hell yea I know they trynna rewrite the constitution I'm still rollin blunts drunk as fuck stuck on stupid Hell yeah I'm 'bout that, you can't tell my nig? Long term I got a legacy to leave my kids How I'm 'posed to live man, the reaper keep breathing down The back of my neck and my landlord need a check, fuck Hell yeah, I'mma survive out here Even if it mean flipping pies out here, yeah Hell yeah I'm on the top of my shit Hell yeah her tonsils topple on the top of my dick, yeah Hell yeah we been patrolin the game, watching the throne Plotting on Jay and Kanye, Marshall and Andre Lil Wayne, Drake, Wiz Khalifa, Wale That bitch Nicki, J. Cole, Rozay Soul!! Hell yeah Hell yeah H-H-H-Hell yeah