Lyrical Breakdown of Deeez Nuuuts - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Let me call this old bitch, see what this bitch doin' Call this bitch, raggedy-ass, shit man Hello? Whassup? Nothin', whatchu doin? Nuttin', just kickin it Are y'all done? Nah, whatchu gon' do today? Uhm, pick up my stuff from the cleaners Might go get my nails done Seriously Why, whassup? Ay did did did whats-a-name done get at you yesterday? Who? Deeez nuuuts Aw shut up nigga "I wanna ask you one question If I had some nuts, hangin on the walls, what did I have honey?" I said, "Darling you'd have some walnuts." She said, "Well, daddy if I had some nuts On my chest, would those be chestnuts?" I said, "Hell yes" She said, "Well daddy if I had nuts under my chin Would those be chin-nuts?" I said, "Hell no bitch you'd have a dick in your mouth!" Chiggie check Microphone check one Chiggie check Microphone check two Chiggie check Microphone check three Check game from the notorious Compton G Back with some shit that gots to bump As a pull up in the park you pops the trunk Just to floss you like a motherfuker, clownin' their shit Gots the Dana's on your hootie and your fly ass bitch Throw off, go off, show off, I take that hoe If she proper, I'ma pop her the hole hopper It's back on the track With big money, big nuts, and a big fat chronic sack So Daz, step up on the ass And give these motherfuckers a blast from the past Diggidy Daz out of the cut with some shit that I wrote With my nigga D-R-E, so you know I must be dope But uh, rat-tat-tat-tat that ass Startin' static with Dre, make way for the AK That I bring as I slang like cavy Not from Kris Kross but they call me Mac Daddy Had he not known about the city I'm from Long Beach, tic tac, grab your gat, watch your back Here I come, stompin' in my kakhi suit BG from the hood can fuck Eastwood God damn, I ripped up, flipped up, and skipped up On top of things as they swing towards my ding-a-ling But did you raise up all this nuts? 'Cause Dr Drizzay's about to rizzip shit up Chiggie check Microphone check one Chiggie check Microphone check two Chiggie check Microphone check three You tuned to the sounds of the D-R-E Now check me out, it's back to the old school Where the niggaz get their strap on, don't nobody cap on Slap on some D-R-E Or some funky ass shit by the D-O-double G-Y D-O-double G Real G'z who drop K's, protect these N-U-T, so nigga please Peep out my manuscript You'll see that it's a must I drop gangsta shit (Beeyatch!) So recognize game from the gangsta Thangs will remain the same until I change 'em It's real easy to see So you can check sounds from Nate D-O-double G I can't be faded I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street I can't be faded I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street I can't be faded I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street I can't be faded I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street I heard you wanna fuck with Dre You picked the wrong, motherfuckin' day Here we go, toe to toe, flow for flow Let me know if you think you can fade Death Row I heard you wanna fuck with Dre You picked the wrong, motherfuckin' day Here we go, toe to toe, flow for flow Let me know if you think you can fade Death Row I can't be faded I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street I can't be faded I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street