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 Give me five, bro, give me five Give me five, bro, give me five 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?