Lyrical Breakdown of Jaw Gymnastics - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Jaw Gymnastics" 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 "Jaw Gymnastics" 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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Check it out Uhhh Del's back, go get ya life preserver Aquaman with the flow you might get murdered You get caught in the slipstream When I was fifteen I was ripping You were shoplifting My accent on rap is smashin' Emcees be past tense Didn't make the draft pick Come get ya ass kicked You awful And slothful I'm grease lightning Hit cha with shit that's uncalled-for Leave ya jaw broke Tryna simulate Gimme a break You rhyme purely functional Merely fills the gap I'm a rhymin' mercenary I'ma kill the track My brainstorm cause a cloud bust Bring forth a rhyme like childbirth Style search Somethin' you don't care about I eviscerate your mental state Into strips of steak I'ma situate barbituates to get you baked Your feminine image is far from intimidating Cause my style you're imitating That's as sin as Satan Your corny insubordinate rhymes are like a porno flick Prepare to Edgar Allan and spread ya talent thick You gotta problem with balancing Ya equilibrium is givin' up Ya symmetry is imagery Your videos are pretty dope Big budget But my poetry you covet Mega-destructive You can't fuck with I'm loony wit language This artform is truly endangered So I change it, never doing the same shit I'll make a profit off of oxygen Phenomenon wit no homonyms Hit'em wit a sonic boom Eradicate ya naniploom Procure of insert a word wit hypodermic earnest And leave ya burnin' like a furnace Poetry protagonist Leave you havin' strict Advocate of whatever I'm imagining That's what's happening Party-goers call me Yoda I use my force with fortitude Just sure to groove And support my crew Hiero Vital Components in the lineage Of Hip-Hop heritage Where we go is limitless Let's follow along with the rhyme y'all I bet some of y'all get lost and can't find y'all Just on a mission to let you know that I'm raw With the Jaw Gymnastics verbals for your minds y'all I'm the difference between Hanna Barbara and Hanibal the Barbarian The metal stiletto ghetto cesarean Word carryin' clarion My drum kicks got blood on a steel toe Nasty like crud on a dildo For real though Bram bisque gets bust and break a baller for his billfold Better beware boy before the shoddy make ya body prostrate Huh Before they dope make ya eyes dilate My rhymes'll gyrate Irate Liquid spills covering nine states Liftin' crime rates Shiftin' earth plates Casual amongst the ranks of greats Bitch niggas get treated and took out like dates They lightweights Have dat ass beggin' for another day like Nate Your hard Boulevard facade'll get you scared Get cha shit served preserved Banned, canned and jarred And labeled as a fable Ya unstable My methods on the mic make money under the table Pay-Per-View, Digital-TV, or Cable By cell phone, via satellite, or right at cha label Hell, you can even send an email I rip that ass in 500K detail Use a seasheall In an ocean of emotion Periless notions of my delicate delivery devotion Minimal effort make are shit sound phat Delvon And Smash Boogie We gets down like that You know I grab the mic And hit cha tit for tat Delvon And Smash Boogie We gets down like that Ha