Lyrical Breakdown of The Roach (The Chronic Outro) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "The Roach (The Chronic Outro)" 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 "The Roach (The Chronic Outro)" 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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Cannabis Sativa or in the heart of LA known as the cronic Not to be confused with the bionic Even though it does cost six million dollars Man, understand, ah, ha, ha, now we working With some new improved shit on this track Nevertheless, not no stress, sucka ass niggas So now we gonna move on and, uh Light a big fat one up for the world and hit this Once or twice and you'll be twice as nice get it This is the cronic, ah, ha, ha, ha (Play that motherfucker out there, nigga) Make my bud the cronic I wants to get fucked up Make my shit the cronic I gots to fire it up I want the bomb I want the cronic I gots to get fucked up Make my bud the cronic Before I take it home Damn, my last joint, don't fuck with me fool, who got the dub sacks Whoe, this shoutin' a motherfucker, man (You can take it or leave it, nigga) But I need a spliff right now (Roll this shit up then nigga) And I don't want no Sess, brother It's got to be the cronic, know what I mean, nigga Yeah, that's the cronic, that's the cronic, that's the bomb, boy Now get me motherfuckin' zig-zag, we straight (Yeah, nigga I got some) Or better yet, a muthafuckin' blunt (I got that shit) A Philly blunt that is Make my bud the cronic I wants to get fucked up Make my shit the cronic I gots to fire it up I want the bomb I want the cronic I gots to get fucked up Make my bud the cronic Before I take it home Make my bud the cronic I wants to get fucked up Make my shit the cronic I gots to fire it up I want the bomb I want the cronic I gots to get fucked up Make my bud the cronic Before I take it home God, damn, I'm fucked up (Im fucked up to) That shit ain't no joke, ohh, shit No, I want no more, I want shit Just leave me alone, just let me chill out And listen to this shit, I'm high Make my bud the cronic I wants to get fucked up Make my shit the cronic I gots to fire it up I want the bomb I want the cronic I gots to get fucked up Make my bud the cronic Before I take it home Make my bud the cronic I wants to get fucked up Make my shit the cronic I gots to fire it up I want the bomb I want the cronic I gots to get fucked up Make my bud the cronic Before I take it home Ohh, I made to fuck some shit up now, baby (You can come on and fuck me up) Hmm, hmm, triple cheeseburger Some fries, motherfuckin' couple sodas Some apple turnovers and all that old shit, nigga [Unverified] I'm ready to get my unverified on that indo Smells good as a motherfucker to I want it no more, that shits not to be fucked with Nice to be fucked with I'm high, oh, nigga you pass that to somebody else Nigga, I'm through for the night Really though, really though, nigga That's some fools gonna buy this motherfucker No, nigga, don't be trying to pass me that shit Nigga, I'm, I told you I'm cool, oh, madness (Ha, I got another dub sack, nigga, ha, ha, ha)