Lyrical Breakdown of Black Hand Side - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Black Hand Side" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

Lyric Overview: Witness how Pharoahe Monch feat. Styles P & Phonte weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Black Hand Side" 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 Pharoahe Monch feat. Styles P & Phonte 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 Pharoahe Monch feat. Styles P & Phonte's narrative.

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The great Pharoahe Monch, y'all

Yes, sir, what up, P?

The great Styles P, The Ghost

One, two

I say open the door, let me in

Teach us all, preach ya sins

Turn the cheek, let it slide

Give me five on the black hand side

The black hand side, oh, oh, oh, oh

Black hand side

Black hand side, oh, oh, oh, oh

The black hand side

Give me five on the black hand side

I'll tell you what I see through the black man's eyes

Fly chick, in the Cadillac a black man ride

But every different day, a different black man die

Shorty mama trippin' off of crack mad high

Now he watchin' TV, lovin' the bad guy

Piss poor with a welfare check

He know he African 'cause he ain't get help there yet

Now he put down his knapsack, got a crack pack

You don't over stand if your vision ain't abstract

We in the projects, lot of us is lab rats

Voted for Obama hopin' he wouldn't have that

Now I can tell you that I've felt had

I still remember how a cell smell

I still remember how the pigs act

Family cryin' up on the V.I., I couldn't dig that

Open the door and teach us all

Pass the blunt around, hopin' that it reach us all

Now give me five on the black hand side

Ghost and Pharoahe Monch, watch the black man rise, yeah

I say open the door, let me in

Teach us all, preach ya sins

Turn the cheek, let it slide

Give me five on the black hand side

The black hand side, oh, oh, oh, oh

(Give me five, bro, give me five)

Black hand side

Black hand side, oh, oh, oh, oh

(Give me five, bro, give me five)

The black hand side

Pharoahe's a Navajo chief, the way I'm makin' it rain

But never for a stripper with emotional pain

Do it to spike the system, nourishment for the brain

'Cause rain, seed plus soil equals fruits and grains

My hood told me, "Nigga, keep it simple and plain"

So let me explain the game

Break it down a couple of levels like Tetris

These young ones kill they own blood for a necklace

Leave slumped over the wheel of your Lexus

Smoke kush, wake up and eat breakfast

Like what the fuck he expect?

A generation overly obsessed with mobsters

Our revolutionaries swarm Grammy's and Oscars

Impostors, fake orators, weak shockers

Makin' a mockery of the music to be pop stars

And they say I'm insane

'Cause I see the remains of the whips and the chains

In my hood where it ain't all good, peep the pain

Of a single mother, she strugglin', young child slain

Give me five on the black hand side

Let's maintain like the Soul Train

And keep it movin' together, I'm sayin'

I'm sayin', open the door, let me in

Teach us all, preach ya sins

Turn the cheek, let it slide

Give me five on the black hand side

The black hand side, oh, oh, oh, oh

(Give me five, bro, give me five)

The black hand side

Black hand side, oh, oh, oh, oh

(Give me five, bro, give me five)

The black hand side

Give me five, bro, give me five

Did you know that the government

Federal, state and city, appropriate money

For prisons based off the number of students

That fail fourth grade exams?