Lyrical Breakdown of Kush - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Kush" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Snoop Dogg weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Kush" 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 Snoop Dogg 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 Snoop Dogg's narrative.
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Roll up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Roll up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Roll up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Roll up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Now this that puff puff pass sh-t
that Cheech and Chong glass sh-t
blunts to the head, kush spillin' no mattress
speed boat traffic, b-tches automatic
cross that line, f-ck around and get yo ass kicked
we roll sh-t that burn slow as f-cking malasis
probably won't pass it, smoke it till the last hit
down to the ashes, Mary J. a bad b-tch
Andre 3001 another classic
go ahead ask him bitches, bout "how I be smokin' out"
party all night, yea its goin' down
order rounds, we smokin' quarter pounds of that good stuff
O yea we smokin' all night
yea puff puff pass that sh-t right here
n-gga, better than my last batch,
caramel complexion and her ass black
inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale,
I know you tryna get high
Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways
make her work for this suicide
holla at me cuz I got it all day
no need to fly to Jamaica
quarter ganja, we can get the same thing
you want that bom bom biggy,
holla at my niggi right here in LA
inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
hold up, wait a minute
let me put some beats up in it
hold up, wait a minute
let me put some beats up in it
Still I am
tighter than the pants on Will.I.Am
backthrow, back still, I have a pound in my backpack
next to where the swishas at, smokin' presidential
got some bubba, I give me that
need it for my cataracts
four hoes, and I'm the pimp, in my Cadillac
you can tell them Cali back
matter fact, they a know, this aint Dro
get a whiff of that
no it aint no seeds in my sack
you aint never gottta ask dawg
what he smokin' on?
sh-t kush till my mind gone
what you think Im on
eyes low, Im blown
High as a muthaf-cka, aint no question bout it
n-ggas say smoke me out, yea I really doubt it
Im Bob Marley reincarnated, so faded
so If you want it
you know yo n-gga homie,
you can put it in a zag or a blunt and get blunted
I know you tryna get high
Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways
make her work for this suicide
holla at me cuz I got it all day
no need to fly to Jamaica
quarter ganja, we can get the same thing
you want that bom bom biggy,
holla at my niggi right here in LA
inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
we get that kush, we blow on the best smoke
inhale slow, no choke
make yo ass choke
hold up wait a minute
you can go put it back
cuz what you got in yo sack boy, it aint that
aint that Kush, we blow on the best smoke
inhale slow, no choke
make yo ass choke
inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale