Lyrical Breakdown of Hustle - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how E-40 weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Hustle" 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 E-40 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 E-40's narrative.

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Hustle, my name I, I live and sleep on these streets 'Cause I have got to get mine, my fam, see, we gotta eat So when people ask me why, why don't ever I slow down? Oh, I just simply reply, I don't really know how So I, hustle, hustle, hustle (I'ma hustler, believe me) You know I hustle, hustle, hustle (And this ain't easy) So I hustle, hustle, hustle (I'ma hustler, believe me) You know I hustle, hustle, hustle (And this ain't easy) Money and muscle I gotta black belt in hustling I'm doing my thang Chain around my neck look like a playground swing Unit mover, pockets fat like Raspushia Ask your chick, I got oil on my tongue Pimp, I talk real slick, where the real ones go They don't make them like me no more Hustler, I'ma whole 'nother animal I'ma whole 'nother animal, I'ma whole 'nother beast I can never switch up, I come from the streets Papered up like a fax I'm rare like white running backs I'm getting my Gouda I'ma be the first hustler that set up shop on Jupiter I, I live and sleep on these streets 'Cause I have got to get mine, my fam, see we gotta eat So when people ask me why, why don't ever I slow down? Oh, I just simply reply, I don't really know how So I, hustle, hustle, hustle (I'ma hustler, believe me) You know I hustle, hustle, hustle (And this ain't easy) So I hustle, hustle, hustle (I'ma hustler, believe me) You know I hustle, hustle, hustle (And this ain't easy) Let me introduce myself, homeboy Any MC I will destroy West, West, West Coast boy Speakers in the trunk keep making noise I'm so fly, I'm that guy 28 inches sitting high I'm a star, what you thought? Everywhere I go they snap shots Everywhere I go they know turf Medallions jiggling off my shirt See no skeep falling off my jeans Benjamin Frank, George Washington Gotta keep pushing, pushing weight Fillet mignon steak on my plate Staring in my rear view can't slow down If getting money is wrong, arrest me now I, I live and sleep on these streets 'Cause I have got to get mine, my fam, see we gotta eat So when people ask me why, why don't ever I slow down? Oh, I just simply reply, I don't really know how So I, hustle, hustle, hustle (I'ma hustler, believe me) You know I hustle, hustle, hustle (And this ain't easy) So I hustle, hustle, hustle (I'ma hustler, believe me) You know I hustle, hustle, hustle (And this ain't easy) They ask me what you're doing bro I say that I hustle everyday My men don't sleep, we always up 'Cause we can't live off minimum wage Middle finger right to the other side I know that I just want to get paid When you hear this one go ahead and turn it up From Virgin Islands out to the bay I, I live and sleep on these streets 'Cause I have got to get mine, my fam, see we gotta eat So when people ask me why, why don't ever I slow down? Oh, I just simply reply, I don't really know how So I, hustle, hustle, hustle (I'ma hustler, believe me) You know I hustle, hustle, hustle (And this ain't easy) So I hustle, hustle, hustle (I'ma hustler, believe me) You know I hustle, hustle, hustle (And this ain't easy)