Lyrical Breakdown of 5150 - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "5150" 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 "5150" 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.

This lyrical analysis of "5150" not only celebrates Ice Cube's artistic prowess but also serves as an educational tool for aspiring songwriters. If this analysis inspires you and you'd like to see your own songs analyzed in this way, join the Lazyjot community. Register at Lazyjot and start exploring the full potential of your lyrical creativity. Turn your thoughts into rhymes and your rhymes into songs with Lazyjot!

Uh-huh (yeah) Yeah, bitch I see your ass (you's a crazy bitch) Crazy bitch I see your ass (I got somethin' for that ass) Uh-huh Bitch, I'ma shoot you (yeah) I'ma shoot you, bitch (believe that) Come back over here (mm-hm) Uh-huh Look, ho, are you crazy or just lazy? I know the hair and nails are fugazi Look at Tracy, walkin' in them Daisy Dukes Like a prostitute, a nigga had to shoot 'Cause I hit them boots, I'm not your lover (no) Never judge a book by the motherfuckin' cover You can call your mother and your crackhead brother I'm still not your man, dumb bitch, did I stutter? (D-D-Dumb bitch) Crazy ass, throw your shit in the gutter Psycho bitch, punch a hole in the rubber (damn) Psycho, heifer, disco, bitch Go to the kitchen, hit your ass with the hot Crisco I went down and I bought me a whistle And a pistol just for this sick ho (crazy bitch) I got an order to restrain your daughter And I'ma bust on her ass if she come any farther (for real) I think this ho is psychotic (5150, the bitch need an antibiotic) I think this ho is psychotic (5150, the bitch need an antibiotic) I think this ho is psychotic (5150, the bitch need an antibiotic) I think this ho is psychotic (5150, 5150) When I go get a meal, see you parked up the hill (that's her) Always tryna push us, hidin' in the bushes (woo, we in the hood, bitch) My paint scratched, car on the flat That's how you wanna act, you fucking maniac? (Get back) Go get a life, bitch, I got me a wife I got me a motherfuckin' gun and a knife I know you slow, ho, didn't even graduate 'Cause your ass too busy bumpin' Jazze Pha Fuck the ass, homies see how the bitch act Is she one can short of a six-pack? When she call the police, kick you off the lease And not let you see your lil' baby for a week Ain't just a freak, she a motherfuckin' freak And tell her ass to get my name on the cheek (crazy ho) Ho, you crazy as a Vietnam veteran Go get your pills, bitch, better take your medicine (cuckoo) I think this ho is psychotic (5150, the bitch need an antibiotic) I think this ho is psychotic (5150, the bitch need an antibiotic) I think this ho is psychotic (5150, the bitch need an antibiotic) I think this ho is psychotic (5150, 5150) You's a ditzo, schizomanic depressant I have a nigga sittin' home panickin', stressin' She ain't bipolar, this bitch buy weed She ain't that sober, she off that Twea Half cocked and not playin' with a full deck No need to rubberneck, the bitch is a train wreck She ain't the one, homie, don't even try Unless you want your dick superglued to your thigh You'll have to be restrained, held and detained The first time the ho call your mama out her name A one-night stand will lead to weddin' plans And talk about soccer practice and minivans Fuck with that and you's a fool I know that ass is fat, but nigga, I'm cool I'm havin' flashbacks of that day in school When she slit her wrists and jumped into the pool, nigga I think this ho is psychotic (5150, the bitch need an antibiotic) I think this ho is psychotic (5150, the bitch need an antibiotic) I think this ho is psychotic (5150, the bitch need an antibiotic) I think this ho is psychotic (5150, 5150) Look, bitch, you want me to cheat? You wanna act like a man? I'ma treat you like a man Bitch, get in the car Lookin' like an overfed St. Bernard Or a curlin' iron burn on your forehead Your stomach look like a baked potato Your sic-