Lyrical Breakdown of 13 Buddah Lovaz - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "13 Buddah Lovaz" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Bone Thugs-n-Harmony weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "13 Buddah Lovaz" 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 Bone Thugs-n-Harmony 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 Bone Thugs-n-Harmony's narrative.

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Shit Nigga, it's the niggas night out tonight, nigga Keep hittin' that reefer, sendin' me straight to heaven Keep rollin', smokin', and chokin' Buddah lovaz Gotta learn to smoke the buddah I'm so glad you showed me, Krayzie, Layzie, Wish, Flesh Reefer really makes me happy Hydro, me just can't let a me high go Me smokin' upon that hydro Me just can't let a me high go Smo-, smo-, smokin' that hydro won't, won't let a me high go Water the reefer, me slaughter Straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack A sack, a sack, a sack It grew in the water, the reefer, me slaughter Straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, a sack It grew in the water . . . Straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, sack I'm takin' a hit of the bud, gotta give love to my thugs Smokin, not chokin', now what? I'm fucked up That hydro really got me buzzed, me buzzed Keep rollin', (smokin',) and chokin' Nothin' but the Bone in me Me puttin' me casing up into me trunk Box of blunts, come get drunk Me puttin' me casing up into me trunk Sack of skunk, come get drunk It's sneakin' upon me Wine Follow me down the nine-nine and you will find all of me kind every time Drinkin' me wine, double your crime When a me roll down the nine-nine A stream of bullets and unload With a me right way down your . . . Buddah Choke up with a me buddah Smoke jump outta me buddah Hittin' that hydro, lettin' me school ya Oh, that buddah in your lungs and up That buddah fool ya It's nothin' but the Bone in me Hey, keep hittin' that reefer sendin' me straight to heaven If ya got a bag of tweed, well, blaze it with me, fool Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews Steady be losin' me balance It's a Bone thang how a nigga like me smoke and maintain Maintain, maintain How a nigga like me smoke and maintain Remain the same . . . number one