Lyrical Breakdown of I'm Smellin' Myself - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Del the Funky Homosapien weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "I'm Smellin' Myself" 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 Del the Funky Homosapien 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 Del the Funky Homosapien's narrative.

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Yeah, I smell kinda good, I mean [Incomprehensible] You know I gotta take a whiff Know I gotta take a whiff I'm so tight, I'm so tight I'm so tight, I'm so tight I'm smellin' myself I'm so tight, I'm so tight I'm so tight I'm smellin' myself I'm so tight, I'm so tight I'm so tight I'm smellin' myself I'm so tight, I'm so tight I'm so tight I'm I'm checkin' under my underarms Lemme take a good whiff, lemme see if I stank I don't need deodorant In the mode, I spit, I'm the global event Told them this but they don't know when to quit So I blow 'em to bits, smell It's the African funk, fresh from the motherland Better than the other brands on the other hand You be the judge, tell me how you feel about it I got a buzz, it is what it is and it do what it does Because I'm so tight, I'm so tight I'm so tight, I'm so tight I'm smellin' myself I'm so tight, I'm so tight I'm so tight I'm smellin' myself I'm so tight, I'm so tight I'm so tight I'm smellin' myself I'm so tight, I'm so tight I'm so tight I'm The funky homosapien is a new species He is the shit, at least he's the feces Completely in tune, you can't eat me, yeah The funky homosapien is a new species He is the shit, at least he's the feces Completely in tune, you can't eat me, yeah I know I stank, I'm better than you Oh, no, you ain't, I'mma show you, you ain't No, you ain't, shut up D, please tell me the reason why You know I can't even lie, I gotta habit, I need my fix Please assist me in this mix up, please, please Okay, slow down, start from the beginning Well, Del, I know you been peeping game and how it unfold You understand how this dumb old record industry Pimp artists for platinum They don't want gold, so continue Well, we the listeners feel That this shit is really outta bounds How that sound? They think we sheep And put out the weakest mothersuckers with a beat I smell, I peep, okay, I'm findin' for the crack You need to bring it back It's good as done, stick your nose in this No, Holmes, go ahead, get a bigger whiff Damn, that's ridiculous What kind is that? I call it primal rap Take the funk then apply it to tracks Not like these hip hop versions of Spinal Tap They caricatures, beware of the curse, what curse? Man you know the spell that they put you under You won't be able to smell, it's sorta like sportin' a halo in hell Feelin' out of place and your halo melt You can cop some of this while they on sale Directly from me, not Rapidshare links Funk is everywhere but this is a rare thing Okay, that's what's up, I'm 'bout to tell fools Nobody do it like Del do What's that? Nobody do it like Del do Nobody do it like Del do I need a hearing aid Nobody do it like Del do I need a hearing aid Nobody do it like Del do I need a hearing aid Nobody do it like Del do I need a hearing aid Nobody do it like Del do I need a hearing aid Nobody do it like Del do What you say? What you say? I'm so tight, I'm so tight I'm so tight, I'm so tight I'm smellin' myself I'm so tight, I'm so tight I'm so tight You're smellin' yourself I get down so far that I'm musty and funky And that's good luck that'll come my way So don't trip while I take a whiff and get High off my own supply Oops, I went against rule number one But if I'm the dope in question I know When to measure out the accurate dosage of flows To kick so none of these posers get their chosen pick I walk around with a odor and scent Let the funk ferment, so burn the incense But it doesn't matter if you can't stand it Funk spread all over the planet expanding Make the globe move 'cause you know you gotta hustle Life is too funky to fake it, hustle Gotta put twice the effort just to make it, hustle People want the real, no imitation And most you cats is mediocre Your raps be insulting the culture And where do we go from here? Follow your nose because the nose always knows Follow your nose because the nose always knows Follow your nose because the nose always knows ...