Lyrical Breakdown of Candy Paint - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Candy Paint" 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 "Candy Paint" 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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Woo yea, yea,
Excuse me, is that candy paint?
Them Bone Boys is back
CLEVELAND!!!
FULL SURFACE!!!
Rollin, rollin, roliin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
What you say?
I I I I I LOhuhuhuhuVE you
My Impala sittin on them two fours
I I I I I LOhuhuhuhuVE you
My Cutlas with them suicide doors
Move out my way
Move outout
Nigga move out my way
Move out my way
Lyrics
Wait a minute now
Hold a second now
Wait a minute now
RIDE ON EM!!!
Here come grandaddy alway classin ain't no nigga badda than that
They know i'm gangsta 24 on my black caddilac
And as a matter of fact, flipped it and dipped it in some candy paint
Suckas get mad cause they cain't
Your boy Lil Layzie comin through all in that black Monte Carlo
I'm swtichin lanes, givin lanes like it ain't no tomorrow
Ima tryna get around cars with no regards for this traffic
Look how i yank it, yea i yank it makin it look like it's magic
If you see that dash strong ya know what to do, ya know what to do, ya know what to do
We was fittin to roll not gon let me roll??? watchin for them popos mashin down that 71
Stomp it bash it with my 350 rocket, Cutlas
White on white it's tight from bumper to bumper can't touch this
For a little for juice i supercharge it
Yea his rides tight but ain't tight like mine cause we workin on different???
I swing my doors open, my doors open
My niggas out in Cleveland swing them doors open, doors open
Big bumps, big bumps big trunks
Try to let off take it to the other side
Lets get high, pimpin while i'm deep into my vibe
I'ma come with the cleanest I ain't gon be seen with these niggas don't know who the team is
I love that i breath with Swizz and Bone, nigga that's who we is
Whatever the purpose it's Full Surface what chu call architects
To hard to check and if you don't move we startin shit
Gotta have it nigga my weapon is automatic nigga
Nigga stepped his game up when he came up should have thought about it nigga
Cause these 24 inches spinnin is usually good for makin they heads twirl
Just try to be nigga when i journey this world
Switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes
We rollin through your hood like Bone Thug
And i doubt if we ever need a gangbang it's because