Lyrical Breakdown of Ill Vibe - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Ill Vibe" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Busta Rhymes weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Ill Vibe" 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 Busta Rhymes 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 Busta Rhymes's narrative.
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Yo, yo, yo-yo-yo, yo-yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo-yo-yo, yo, yo, yo-yo-yo
Yo, yo, yo-yo-yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo-yo-yo, yo, yo, yo
My rhymes create life like the birds and the bees
Make Funkmaster Flex say, "Yo, I'm feelin' these"
Flows make you shit in your drawers, change your dungarees
Smoke trees, gettin' cottonmouth, wild munchies
Bounce down the block, eatin' food at Luigi's
Ass constipated, too much extra cheese
But anyway, when I was coolin' down at Luigi's
I met some Siamese twins from overseas, Lebanese
Lesbian with friends from New Orleans
They had a fifth friend, she was straight Black-Portuguese
Pretty palm-olive-soaped skin, aloe vera leaves
She looked like the type of chick you only see in fantasies
The type of chick that you'd kill for to get between the knees
Yo, I make time to chill with Miss Portuguese
Would you believe the bitch tried to steal my fuckin' house keys?
Robbin' for my G's
Had to show this crazy broad I mastered my degrees and my Ph.D's
Got your face on camera, motherfucker, say "Cheese"
You better get with your friends quick before I start to squeeze
Gettin' caught up in them freaky gold-digger jamborees
I caught the ill vibe, Tip (Yo word, Bus?), yo-yo-word
The ill vibe, Tip (Yo word, Bus?), yo-yo-word (Uh)
'Cause when I'm in the place you know my shit be absurd
I caught the ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip?), yo-yo-word
The ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip?), yo-yo-word
Yo, when I hold the mic, you know my shit be absurd
I caught the ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip?), yo-yo-word
Uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh
I got weight on my shoulders in the form of this beat
Ain't nothin' sweet on the street, for good deeds I compete
Come on complete and unique, so get back in your stance
We enhance and we platin' the whole world circumstance
So do good in your hood even though you puff lye
Positive to comply, don't screwface and act rah
Progress, don't fall back, we can't have that
I hold your hand, black, we can't wind up with scratch
I put my best foot forward where I play in life
'Cause this world is bound to get you like a double-edged knife
In the jam, we regulate 'cause we organize
Logically thinkin' with Allah's enterprise
A lot of brothers from the ghetto (Uh) got the gift to gab (Uh)
Peace to the West Coast, in the East, we fab'
Oh, need I make mention that the crew we got
Make things get hot like a four-four shot? (Blaow)
No, we don't promote no guns, but don't turn that cheek
In the world that we live, kindness is viewed as weak
So we gotta stay on point for all these lizards and snakes
Some of them come as friends, some of them come as Jakes
We decipher all the frauds and build grounds with our friends
(Why's that?) So we can live right until time ends
(Yo, why's that?) Amalgamate so we can get these ends
(Yo, true that) Busta and Tip, you know we make minds bend
I caught the ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip?), yo-yo-word (Ah)
The ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip?), yo-yo-word (Ah)
Yo, when I hold my mic (Yup), you know my shit be absurd (Yup, yup)
I caught that ill vibe, Tip (Yo word, Bus?), yo-yo-word
That ill vibe, Tip (Say word), yo-yo-word
'Cause when I'm in the place, you know my shit be absurd
I caught that ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip?), yo-yo-word (Ah)
That ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip?), yo-yo-word (Ah)
Yo, when we in a jam, you know the shit be absurd
I caught that wild shit, Tip (Word, Bus?), yo-yo-word
The ill vibe, Tip (Say word), yo-yo-word
'Cause when I'm in the place (Uh), you know my shit be absurd