Lyrical Breakdown of Pitchin' Pennies - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Common weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Pitchin' Pennies" 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 Common 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 Common's narrative.

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Hey C.S. man umm Yeah since you don't wanna gimme a dollar for no beer umm Why don't you gimme a lyrical shoutout on your album junior? C'mon man gimme somethin man! Common! Ah heh! Let's Make a Deal pickle I'm pitchin penny dimes and nickles You couldn't sell a sticker on the tape your DJ tickles I jiggle and juggle the rhymes like I was to keep you suckers all Waiting My tub I rub a dub it with my rubber duck I play With those quack MC's, someone's been sittin in my chair And I'ma wash that crank right outta my hair Shampoo but, I'm down with the Nubian Nut, Joe and go for self You're buggin buddy doin somebody nosin don't know yourself Peace to Sef and Jeff, Tae? Deesy Dirty and Don Tanean? Haste makes waste, so with the case is how my day begins Hot in quarter vader shops the sports day market pelo I'm think of my pap, the doctor slapped me in the hostpial with a G-O Word is bond when I was born, and I took a breath I never rhyme with busted rhymes and even the blind knew I was def Respect to Chico? Waller Al Kadee Roscoe Kalidjusome? Poo-da, Ba Ba, Luther, the Baby B-Boyz always into some Time for get me drunk,? Stu and more my cousin adulay? F**k the bitches who dissed us and the hoes who wouldn't give Rash' a Play I'ma play, and which way, until I get my new props Peace to Ricki Love the rockin shot to all the beer spots The marks we used to stick up, the posse gets much thicker To those who I forgot yo I'ma blame it on the liquor That's my nigga list, to those who I missed My ass you can kiss I gotta piss