Lyrical Breakdown of Smack That (Remix) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Eminem weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Smack That (Remix)" 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 Eminem 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 Eminem's narrative.

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Shaded Convict Up front I feel you creepin' I can see it from my shadow Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo Baby go to my place and just kick it like tabo And possibly bring you over, look back and watch me Smack that, all on the floor Smack that, give me some more Smack that, till you get sold Smack that, ooh Smack that, all on the floor Smack that, give me some more Smack that, till you get sold Smack that, ooh Shorty if you wanna ride, you can ride on me We can bump heads that collide on me Won't be damn right, can't rely on me The ring that can't bail like Naomi So do that girl and take it on easy Lookin' all oiled up and all greasy Bop that time, you stop that teasin' Wave that you droppin', got me here cheesin' What's funny is that you takin' all my money for real I'd rather spend it on you right now than my homies bail And I can see that's what you're made for And ain't never been no lame hoe With that booty bought and paid for Won't move till you on my payroll I feel you creepin' I can see it from my shadow Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Tybo And possibly bring you over Look back and watch me Smack that, all on the floor Smack that, give me some more Smack that, till you get sold Smack that, ooh Smack that, all on the floor Smack that, give me some more Smack that, till you get sold Smack that, ooh I love when you do a good move to it like you used to it Drop it down, I wanna put my thang through it To the crib we go, go fast and slow Make it twerk like a stripper slide down my pole Shawty ass so swole, got your boy like whoa One night with me, now she wanna marriage that quo But I'm like, no, let's keep it on the low On occasion, let me come through and tap that hoe Make you lose control, all our girls know That I hit it right and night, I'm a pro I only come around to get sexual If she flexible and bisexual I might stay around for a longer time Only if, only if she can blow my mind Like I hurt that merc that broke that spine Now she in love and wants to be mine, that quo I feel you creepin', I can see it from my shadow Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo Maybe go to my place and just kick it like tabo And possibly bring you over Look back and watch me smack that, all on the floor Smack that, give me some more Smack that, till you get sold Smack that, ooh Smack that, all on the floor Smack that, give me some more Smack that, till you get sold Smack that, ooh The ice in the watch reflects the light to her The money quite green and the ice light bluer The swag might kill her, so I say goodnight to her She don't want me to leave, I can see right through her So we dip out, burn one trip out Get low like Caribbean Limbo Didn't go out like light, baby girl get right Head so swole, my hat don't fit right We could cruise in the car or we could take flight The middle of the night, make you buy the 8 light Mike Vick against the Eagles, call myself a king cause I'm regal To be this hot, it's not legal But we don't care, listen baby it's a fact that If you drop back, I'm a quarterback sack that We can go deep and knock a shark attack that So you don't remember where your keys and your hat at I feel you creeping, I can see it from my shadow Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo Maybe go to my place and just kick it like tabo And possibly bring you over Look back and watch me smack that All on the floor, smack that Give me some more, smack that Till you get sold, smack that Smack that, all on the floor, smack that Give me some more, smack that Till you get sold, smack that I feel you creeping, I can see it from my shadow Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo Maybe go to my place and just kick it like tabo And possibly bring you over Look back and watch me smack that All on the floor, smack that Give me some more, smack that Till you get sold, smack that Smack that, all on the floor, smack that Give me some more, smack that Till you get sold, smack that Hello? Yo, I can't, I can't hear you, let me call you right back I sense someone's tapping into my phones, why do? I got this feeling in my bones, I might die soon The FBI might be trying to pull my file soon I might be walking blindfolded into a typhoon I might be seeing rockets light up the night sky Right outside of the window of my living room And if they do, then you can say goodnight and bye bye to them iTunes If I don't try to record as much before I do Yo, yo, yo, roll up, roll up Bring that ass to the top, man Marshall Anderson