Lyrical Breakdown of Got Me Open (Hands-On) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Got Me Open (Hands-On)" 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 "Got Me Open (Hands-On)" 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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Ah Ah-yo butter is, uh, hands-on in the house
Well check it out, put some shit on for 'em
Let's get it on, kick it
Ha yeah, hell yeah
Yeah that shit sounds dope
Ah-yo Kim, what you got to say
Well boy you're movin' me
There's somethin' physical about it
The way you're makin' me feel
The way you're touching me, can't explain
Oh, I just can't keep still
When you're kissing me it gives me what I need
Hold on tight and baby do it all night (check it)
This is the part you take my heart to wipe your feet on
I wonder how boy, you make me over
Now tell me away, cos i can't stop from how you mean
The things you do to me
Has got my body wanting you more and more
Oh baby, it's got it bad
Your love has got me open
Yeah
No question, kick back, watch my dope eye rise
Still an everyday brother with my eyes on the prize
Take my time analyzing every song that dies
Flossin' the fliest rides from hits you memorize
Been doin' this since days of N.W.A
Took it to the next level when i use to dj
Got family and fans from New York to L.A
They keep it real 'cause they know that Dre come with Bombay
G's up, ain't nothin' changed, yo freeze up!
When i come through, player haters, women one-two
The dotted maxwell from only a minimum of set sales
Clutch your tails for honeys waitin' to exhale
Keep writin' til the next millennium
Tape one hit when i serve these fiends, stuff mo' potent than Bolivian
Welcome to the aftermath
Ah-yo crystal, what you got to say?
It's like I'm glowing about the animal attraction
That grows between us
And then my friends ask me just where the hell I've been
They think I'm crazy, they don't understand
When you're next to me, I'm lost in ecstasy
Don't let go 'cause I'm about to explode (aftermath!)
This is the part you take my heart to wipe your feet on
Baby please don't make me over
You touch me at the spot
Ooh boy, you got me high (that's right)
And when you're loving me down, i never want you to stop
Just take it easy (say what?)
Baby boy, you babe, you touch the spot
I swear you got me open