Lyrical Breakdown of Skeezer - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Roxanne Shante weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Skeezer" 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 Roxanne Shante 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 Roxanne Shante's narrative.

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Yo, Shani, man These suckers on the West Coast is tryna Diss you, I don't even understand it Why don't you tell Baby B how she should've came? Come one, come all, come have a ball Big or tall, large or small, just give her a call When ya need that freaky type of lovin' to please ya Just say the word, she'll be your skeezer Give you what you want, is your turn to stunt She don't front, so smoke her blues like a blunt Come and get it, 'cause she with it, and here's the party Mr. Two-Shoes ain't her type of party (She's a skeezer) Yeah, what about the other one, what's her name? (She's a skeezer) Um, yeah, Sassy C, why don't you tell us about that one? This butt's for you, so what you gonna do? Take it or what, and she don't mean a bruise She means tuna, twat, trim, twang She's talkin' 'bout the nasty things So give it to her, just do her And you don't even have to pursue her 'Cause she'll be right there when you wanna get ill And stop worryin', 'cause she's on the pill (She's a skeezer) (She's a skeezer) (She's a skeezer) (She's a skeezer) Mm, sounds real good Yeah, they ain't nothin' but skeezers, really They're tryna diss you They ain't even buyin' niggas like damn you fools I don't know what they tryna I don't know what they tryna prove, you know what I'm sayin'? But there's one more you forgot to get Um, MC JB, that's the one, take care of it 'Tis the season to be skeezin' Hmm, I wonder what type of mood she's in Wanna come and get some of that good thing? And have it your way like it was Burger King Get busy to see what you can do to it Or get turnt out, she ain't new to it Intercourse, she's gotta have it And if you're with it, y'all can fuck like rabbits (She's a skeezer) (She's a skeezer) (She's a skeezer) (She's a skeezer) (She's a skeezer) (She's a skeezer) And she'll be your skeezer And she'll be your skeezer Yo, what up, sweetheart? I heard about you Come out of school with y'all for a minute Let me show you somethin', let me show you somethin' Yeah, we talkin' about you in gym class over there Let's go to my house for a minute Come on, mi amor, come on, what's up with that? You don't wanna talk to me? Come on, baby, let's go I'm waitin', the car's outside You don't wanna talk to me? Well, forget you, you a skeezer anyway I know the deal Shoot, I don't know what you tryna play high post for Everybody know about you, they got posters of you Yeah, I seen you at Ted House That's right, Ted House Not apartments, Ted House Let me tell you, next time you wanna say somethin' You ain't nothin' but a skeezer Skeezer Yeah, ain't that right? Yeah, come on, let's go Skeezer ain't nobody anyway