Lyrical Breakdown of Think You're Sexy - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Think You're Sexy" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Kool Keith weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Think You're Sexy" 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 Kool Keith 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 Kool Keith's narrative.

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[Kool Keith] Keith get straight back to yo' shit Straight back to yo' shit A lot of motherfuckin bitches out there rappin I'ma see ya motherfuckers You in this motherfuckin game I'ma treat you like a motherfuckin nigga I'm nicer than you think When you show me the pussy that's light pink Make your asshole wink Ain't no bitch out there rappin With clean panties on, smell my hand Motherfucker everything stank Fuck a table for two, make a ho eat her own doo doo Can in your rectum mouth bitch I'll blow out your boo boo Female rapper, what you fuckin cuckoo? Test your wig out, and pull my dick out Turn around and spit in your mouth Way past the buttcrack and fucked up thong Long distance baby, call me from down South Fuck a car, I take Amtrak down there and shit in ya mouth Come to where you work at, and jerk off niggaz at Your strip club address I know where you work off niggaz at Your girlfriend kiss my asshole, playin blackjack Pitty pat, I don't give a fuck about the territory I adjust to how your city rap The funk between your buttcrack I'm guaranteed to piss on your titty rap, with full force The golden age, on that ass, I'm full force [Chorus: Kool Keith] Oh, you think you're sexy baby? You think you're sexy You think you're sexy, think you're sexy You think you're sexy baby? You think you sexy You sexy, sexy [Kool Keith] Dom P bottles, full with piss Bitch look up eat the sperm off the potato chips Watch the potatoes flip, cover your face with hors d'oeuvres Fuck a tight ass body, I defecate on your curves Egomaniac, I rub my cock on your nerves With organic herbs, peck your pussyhole out like birds See me on fifth cane, forty-ninth and third I'm comin at you word, what the fuck? Anything I hear, anything I heard [Chorus: Kool Keith] Sexy baby! You think you're sexy baby You think you're sexy, upi think you're sexy You think you're sexy baby? You think you sexy You think you sexy, you think you sexy [Kool Keith] I'm comin at you motherfuckers, just like motherfuckin niggaz We gon' get down to the grit in this shit We gon' put some pussy and tits in this shit We gon' bring the fork, and we gon' lift in this shit Fuck you motherfuckers {*moaning and sex sounds*}