Lyrical Breakdown of Ya Blind - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Ya Blind" 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 "Ya Blind" 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.
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Say playboy, what you know bout Jazze Pha
Big E, Feezy, 40, Fonzerelli from the Bay
And Big B.O., please believe it!
Niggas must be blind
Or that ho must got yo' mind
You niggas must be blind
Or that ho must got yo' mind, yo' mind
She was lookin kind of classy in the back of the club
Baby kept eyein me, lovin the stud
Teasin and tryin me, while I'm sittin there stuck
Quiet like jockin me, all on my nuts
Til my focus got sloppy, spillin this cup
Went way up out of this body and started touchin her butt
That's premature mackin nigga, you fuckin off my action nigga
You Captain Save-a-Ho, action pack nigga
[Pre-Chorus: Jazze Pha & (E-40)
You was young and foolish (young and foolish)
Didn't know what you was doin (what you was doin)
Didn't really know she was a ho (oh no)
She had a pretty face (pretty face)
Drove you wild (drove you wild)
I bet you want that ho to have yo' child
I don't respect no dick suckin freak in the back
Most niggas claim pimpin but that shit be a act
I ain't got nothin for you ho
You ain't got to spend the night, you can get your shit and go
I'm not no sugar daddy ho wan' stop
Top notch hoes even got to have they own knot
I seen niggas get caught up, right quick
I seen hoes capitalize and hit licks
I wonder what the fuck be wrong with these tricks
So me and 40 singin this song for these tricks
You know them niggas who call them hoes all day
At the ho job, all in the ho face
As soon as the ho tip off and get tipsy
She got dick on her lips up in the Embassy
And be home before four, snuggled up witcha
Wake up and pretend to make love witcha
Niggas must be blind (niggas must be blind)
Or that ho must got yo' mind (you can't see what I can see)
You niggas must be blind (niggas must be blind)
Or that ho must got yo' mind, yo' mind
I told you she was scandalous
I didn't know you was a resthavin pimp
But I thought you was a polygamist
A polygamist, yeah mayne, a towel
A polygamist means havin, mo' than one broad
I'ma tell you what's real pimpin, I'ma tell you the straight up truth
I'ma keep it real witchu pimpin, I promise you I got
She was off in the vocal booth, talkin about "I'll do you all"
Off some of that gin, and cider, juice
"Then you're thinkin bout the fall"
Fantasizin about sex in groups, "nothin small"
She like niggas that like to shop at the, "Bigg & Tom"
[Pre-Chorus: Jazze Pha & (E-40)
You was young and foolish (young and foolish)
Didn't know what you was doin (what you was doin)
Didn't really know she was a ho (oh no)
She had a pretty face (pretty face)
Drove you wild (drove you wild)
I bet you want that ho to have yo' child
Niggas must be blind (niggas must be blind)
Or that ho must got yo' mind (that ho must got yo' mind)
You niggas must be blind (you niggas must be blind)
Or that ho must got yo' mind, yo' mind
[Outro: E-40 & (Jazze Pha)
Pretty face (ooh)
Drove you wild
(E-Feezy, Fonzerelli, yeah, please believe me
Eightball, Jazze Pha)
See, I promise you nigga, you got a eye, it's a fool
Cause these niggas out here man they be resthavin these hoes mayne
And the bitch got, a hundred thousand miles on her
Man I call 'em hoes Southwest hoes mayne, yunderdigg?
Because, for the simple fact that, these bitches mayne
They make like airline stewardess, you know what I mean?
They travel a lot mayne, they pussies travel a lot mayne
I mean these bitches is goin diamond mayne
Like Britney Spears and them mayne
I'm talkin bout ten million copies mayne
I'm talkin bout ten million dicks they done been through, yunderdigg?
I don't know why, I shit you not mayne
You niggas better stop tryin to just
Really just love these bitches mayne
Too tough like, when you know that the bitch got nut stains
All up in her crevice mayne, nigga what?
Come get your bitch
Get that trick off my dick
Don't you ever hate on these pimps
Let these macks hit a lick
Macks hit a lick, yeahhhhh
Flee believe it, flee believe it