Lyrical Breakdown of Wicked - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Wicked" 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 "Wicked" 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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This shit's so wicked Look at my life, I get paid just to kick it This shit's so wicked I hit the club through the back, out there stickin' This shit's so wicked I might go viral the way that they flickin' (wicked) This shit's so wicked If I go vegan, I'm still gon' get chicken (wicked) Well damn, another muthafuckin' slappy Make your mammy wanna slap your pappy Make your motorcycle pop a wheelie Figure 8, make your 50 do a 360 Hit the brake, then you punch on the gas Fog it up, bang on they bitch ass Give it up, act a muthafuckin' fool Ape shit, pack a muthafuckin' tool Extended clip introduce you to the Reaper I got hammers that'll stick ya and they'll sleep ya Known gunners that'll hit you out the park Not no bunters, they'll finish what they start (BIATCH!) This shit's so wicked Look at my life, I get paid just to kick it (wicked) This shit's so wicked I hit the club through the back, out there stickin' (wicked) This shit's so wicked I might go viral the way that they flickin' (wicked) This shit's so wicked If I go vegan, I'm still gon' get chicken (wicked) I've been taking a nip and drinking the same fifth for days Smoking big turtle with my colleagues My co-workers and co-defendants For many years we've been in business Nigga used to be hella solid, now he fragile Acting just like a pussy, a vaginal That's the way they be switching up, I don't condone it If you a bitch, you a bitch, own it I'm a Cali boy, hoe, I thought that you should thought Live on the edge on the San Andreas Fault Being a sucker ain't the way that I was taught You woulda thought it was a food fight the way they throwing salt If I keep moving this fast, I'll probably get a ticket I'll give you a joog, a bargain like the Garment District You want some funk? I'll bring the smoke like a brisket Play with my bread, then I'ma hit you with the biscuit (BIATCH!) This shit's so wicked Look at my life, I get paid just to kick it (wicked) This shit's so wicked I hit the club through the back, out there stickin' (wicked) This shit's so wicked I might go viral the way that they flickin' (wicked) This shit's so wicked If I go vegan, I'm still gon' get chicken (wicked) (Wicked... wicked... wicked... wicked...)