Lyrical Breakdown of Doing Dumb Shit - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Doing Dumb Shit" 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 "Doing Dumb Shit" 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.
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O'Shea, O'Shea

Get your ass in here, boy

You hear me calling you?

O'Shea

When I was young, I used to hang with the seventh graders

Little bad motherfucker playing Space Invaders

Fucking with the girls in the fourth grade

Either feeling on they butts or pulling on they braids

Walking with the schoolhouse bully

By doing that, I had a lot of pull, G

Cheating on tests, making a mess

Cussing like a sailor at recess

It must a been a half moon

'Cause you'll catch me running out the little girl's bathroom

Chewing on Good and Plenties

Got my gamble on at lunch pitching pennies

Yo, I was living like the class clown

Pulling all the hokes, making all the jokes, man

When you young it's hard to see

That it's wrong throwing rocks at the RTD

Popping out your window with a BB gun

Better yet knocking on your door and run

Playing hide-and-go-get-it for a little stank

Even though I was still shooting blanks

As soon as the dark hit

I was stealing candy out the corner market

Until I got my ass whipped

'Cause I was ten years old, doing dumb shit

Thirteen, that's how old I was

When my jimmy started getting a little peach fuzz

And I was looking at any butt and ass

Me and my homies started cutting class

Going up to the high school

Looking for any bitch I could lie to

Tell 'em I was older than I really was

Smoked my first joint and got really buzzed

That's what a mack's made of

But when I got my first piece of pussy I fell in love

Hard as a rock the long way

And then I put the rubber on the wrong way

But I still gotta have it

Overexcited and fucking like a jackrabbit

Goddamn, I was hot

A virgin but I still knew how to lay pipe

Even though the hoe worked me

I still knocked the boots from here to Albuquerque

Then the shit got strange money

I started shaking and Jimmy felt funny

Then the nut came gushing

I jumped up got dressed and start pushing

'Cause I thought the bitch broke my dick

'Cause I was still young doing dumb shit

At 17 got my first Volkswagon

And mastered the life-long art of dragging

To the women in college

Hung out with the OG's and got some street knowledge

Breaking in cars and all that

Hitting punk fools with a baseball bat

Fucking at a real fast rate

Till they said that I might not graduate

Then I said, "Fuck the dumb shit

'Cause Pops'll fuck me up quick"

And things continued

So I start rapping about shit I been through

And I got real good

Now I look at all the kids in the neighborhood

Trying to be baby macks

Doing shit that I did seven years back

Going through a stage

But before they can grow up they on the front page

And they mommas is having a fit

'Cause they died young doing dumb shit