Lyrical Breakdown of Crumblin Erb - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Crumblin Erb" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how OutKast weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Crumblin Erb" 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 OutKast 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 OutKast's narrative.
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Yes sir, let me dig into yo' brain, folks fallin' like rain
Property got me sellin' thangs, guess I'm gon' explain
Jane is rolled up, no gangs be throwed up
But still André got action, they sweat like Keith, all on my teeth
I take it upon myself to handle mine, thinkin' that you
Gots ample to do this have you shot I thought you knew this
I'm crumblin', no time for fumblin' sellin' my sacks watchin' my back
Wettin' 'em up like splish, leavin' 'em in a splash
Of blood, the clock is tickin', niggas from my block is missin'
I'm puttin' it down like it be hot before we all get shot
Got, only so much time in this bastard
Bitter be claimin' broke but I be sayin' they procrastinatin'
Settlin' for less, bet' be ready when they roll up in your nest and
Sink one in your chest and you's gone, up outta here for good
Y'all be bobbin' back and forth to let me know you understood
Yeah, what's up?
There's only so much time left in this crazy world
I'm just crumblin' herb, I'm just crumblin' herb
Niggas killin' niggas they don't understand
(That's the master plan)
I'm just crumblin' herb, I'm just crumblin' herb
So check me out, see, once in a while when niggas be tryin'
To test me I gets frisky grab a pint of golden whiskey
Then they swing but shit they missed me, huh? I'm gettin' nice
With them thangs, because I do like that you heard me on the radio
And yes, my man I'm true to that I run my lyrics the way
Y'all wanna hear 'em and shoot my dice like it's the brick
The way that wall done flicks 'em, nigga, so ring around the roses
Diamonds around my neck from flexin' but I'm runnin' niggas
Over like a '94 Lexus, test it ten millimeters count 'em
Nigga fuckin' high see I added a millimeter for y'all niggas
Doin' crimes and drive by's kiss yo' ass bye-bye
Sayonara suckers I flipped the script
And turned the page ain't scared of you motherfuckers
Be boppin' shots, like them hoes be poppin' coochies
And I still be spreadin' bullets like them freaks be spreadin' cooties
So look here niggas, I'm huntin' Red October
I said my shit and ran my lyrics and now my verse is over
There's only so much time left in this crazy world
I'm just crumblin' herb, I'm just crumblin' herb
Niggas killin' niggas they don't understand
(That's the master plan)
I'm just crumblin' herb, I'm just crumblin' herb (woo!)
Big Boi got a type of nugget, blunt box, it's empty
That's where the herb be droppin'
It's simply marvelous time is tickin'
But some of that time when I be layin' vocals in the Dungeon
Sugar bear and Mon be smokin' ounces like it ain't nuthin'
It ain't shit, to take another hit so hit it of the cannabis sativa
Weed reefer yeah smoke shit
It's all day any till they label me deceased
So fire up another one and smoke out and fuck the world peace
We, is gonna smoke out, until we choke out like some merry men
Cowards I be buryin' comin' around my shop with that, see nigga?
You gets nothin' just like DJ do the cuttin' I be havin' your posse
Duckin' nothin' but king shit, I am askin', sucka can you hand
That player with the pepper throwin' salt off in yo' game
Sprinkle sprinkle motherfucker don't be cryin' on me
That stuff the cess be in my chest until I'm chillin' in peace, yeah
There's only so much time left in this crazy world
I'm just crumblin' herb, I'm just crumblin' herb
Niggas killin' niggas they don't understand
(That's the master plan)
I'm just crumblin' herb, I'm just crumblin' herb
Oh shit now
Comin' in like two fat hoes sittin' off on corn flakes
Droppin' these thangs like French fries in hot grease
Big Gipp, Goodie Mob, P.A., OutKast
The JOI, just to let y'all niggas know
Forever pimpin' never slippin' that's how it is
That how it's gon' be, that's how it was in the past
That's how it's gon' be in the futures, nigga
It's all day err'day, so what you wanna do wit' it?
Bring that shit on, know what I'm sayin'? Yeah
There's only so much time left in this crazy world
I'm just crumblin' herb, I'm just crumblin' herb
Niggas killin' niggas they don't understand
(That's the master plan)
I'm just crumblin' herb, I'm just crumblin' herb
There's only so much time left in this crazy world
I'm just crumblin' herb, I'm just crumblin' herb
Niggas killin' niggas they don't understand
(That's the master plan)
I'm just crumblin' herb, I'm just crumblin' herb
There's only so much time left in this crazy world
I'm just crumblin' herb, I'm just crumblin' herb