Lyrical Breakdown of Dirty Mack - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Ice Cube weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Dirty Mack" 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 Ice Cube 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 Ice Cube's narrative.

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There's a new girl on my street And i might introduce her to mack me Told my homeboy i was scoping hoping To crack them legs wide open Ready to break that banging ass Get it with the shad Take a bath in her mouth yeah Better keep the trojan And if the sex was good still be the whole frame Fucked around and told my plan to the man Sitting next to the god damn men How was i to know son That the nigg' blow with one and told the 4-1-1 With a big fat grand Talking 'bout all the whores that i ran up in Broke a nigga plan like dishes Cuz now the bitch is getting suspicious She know i fuck whores outa habit Who framed cube, mothafuck roger rabbit! Cuz i couldn't have and got stabbed in the back By a black ass dirty mack... Chorus: And if you didn't know it's like that I got a big fat gat for the dirty mack Yeah nigga didn't you know it was like that I got a big fat gat for the dirty mack... There goes the bill-board pull it And see up i'm still #1 with the bullet What the fuck do i sing? It looks like the predator It's gettin dissed by the editor Looked up and hell of white for caper It's to lynch a nigga on paper But i'm much too black for the god damn cracker Huh! dirty macker Even the guardian angel got mental But never seen their ass walking past south central Little super hair oh don't lemme catcha I fuck around and wetcha Try to dirty mack me out Try to take food out my kids mouth You're looking at my people are stronger than your evil All you ask where they got the hip hop At the dope the 187 taxi on your toe So act like you know That nigga that's known to jack Devils in little red hats Motherfuckin dirty macks! Chorus Don't come to an o.g., with that 'he said she said' Bitch, hit the freeway, dirty mack's get tossed Cuz i fuck around, and jump your ass like kris kross Just might blast, snake in the grass Gotta shake up the ass Found at a trunk of funk Tall and stiff as a philly blunt What more do you want you unfucked up the plot And deserve just what you got Cuz i'm hotter than tabasco You little ass hole Mow i gotta do you like grass chow Pko now you see they flow on cannabis Cause you scandalous Don't know who the man is Ice cube a jack The white ass dirt mack Outro: And if you didn't know it's like that I got a big fat gat for the dirty mack Yo savage didn't you know it was like that I got a big fat gat for the dirty mack I suppose you don't know it's like that I got a big fat gat for the dirty mack...