Lyrical Breakdown of Da Art Of Storytelling - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Da Art Of Storytelling" 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 "Da Art Of Storytelling" 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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Somebody hit me the other Day for a rendezvous Was it the bitch that fucked the Goodie and the Dungeon Crew? Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew 'cause she screwed a lot Makin' a nigga hit that Chonk at legitimate spots Not no parks, backseats Or things of that nature Had to hate ya, playa I'm dickin' the ho down never said I paid her Straight laid her, slayed the Bitch like Darth Vader, made her From College Park and Fayette all The way down to Decatur like Jada Her wig was sharp and sporty that was shawty Safe as a snake on eggs in a Bimmer 840 It's foggy, i went to the crib to call Her but she lost me My baby mama beeped me, seven o'clock It's gonna cost me But I still wanna cut her Though maybe she had to work? I caught her in the mall Wearin' a real tight skirt She was fine as fuck I wanted To sex the ho up she said "Let's hit the parking lot so I can sick your duck" i said, "Cool I really wanted to cut you but this'll do I gotta pick up my daughter, plus My baby mama beeped me, too" She said she understood and Everythin' was kosher I gave her a Lil' Wil CD and a fuckin' poster It's like that, now It's like that, now You better go on and get the Hump up out your back now It's about fo' or five cats Off in my 'Lac now we just shoot game in the Form of story raps now (yeah) It's like that now, t's like that now Now Suzy Skrew had a Partner named Sasha thumper I remember her number like the summer When her and Suzy, yeah, they threw a slumber Party, but you can not call it That 'cause it was slummer Well, it was more like spend the night Three in the mornin', yawnin' Dancin' under street lights We chillin' like a villain And a nigga feelin' right In the middle of the ghetto on the curb But in spite of all the bullshit We on our back, starin' at the stars above (Aww, man) Talkin' bout what we gonna be when we grow up (Mm) i said, "What you wanna be?" She said "Alive" it made me think for a minute Then looked in her eyes I coulda died, time went on, I got grown Rhyme got strong, mind got blown I came back home to find lil' Sasha was gone Her mama said she with a nigga That be treatin' her wrong (Man) I kept on singin' my song And hopin' at a show That I would one day see her Standin' in the front row But two weeks later She got found in the back of a school With a needle in her arm, baby two months due Sasha Thumper It's like that now You better go on and get the Hump up out your back now It's about fo' or five cats Off in my 'Lac now we just shoot game in the Form of story raps now It's like that now, it's like that now It's like that now You better go on and get the Hump up out your back now It's about fo' or five cats Off in my 'Lac now we just shoot game in the Form of story raps now It's like that now, it's like that now Grandmama: Keisha, Keisha! Cut that Loud mess off You hear all that thunderin' and lightnin' And get off that telephone! Keisha: Ugh, alright Child 1: Grandmama, what’s all that noise? Child 2: I’m scared grandmama: Baby Don’t be scared it's gonna be alright It’s just the Lord doin' His work, okay?