Lyrical Breakdown of Slither - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Tech N9ne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Slither" 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 Tech N9ne 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 Tech N9ne's narrative.

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A stallion Ass like pow Chest like bang Lips like ooh An angel, mane But she had the devil's eyes I had to have her cat Pass me the 151 and coke cat Then later we'll find where the dope at But hold that I seen somethin' so fat That I wish I could've drove back To get my Kodak Strip teeasa! Lovin' who got the Visa Got it and she will please ya Nada then she don't need ya Prada, Gucci, for leisure, It's her duty to feed ya Amnesia Caribou and Tequezia Off the turnbuckle baby, bubba had the booty and boobies It was nootie, so cootie was a cutie I gotta get neara I got mucho dinero Look at her, look at herself in the mirror Movin' like Shakira Made my way To the front of the stage 100's for days Big body, I wanted to praise Will she get wit a nigga? Maybe! She bent over and said thanks and I whispered in her ear I love the way you make it slither baby Every night when I come thru That looks like somethin' that I wanna run thru You want some, ooh You know I wan'chu Baby, we can have fun too I love the way you make it slither baby Every night when I come through That looks like somethin' that I wanna run thru You want some, ooh You know I wan'chu Baby, we can have fun too (I love the way you make it slither baby) Well, she asked me for a lap dance And Trav said she too fine, fat chance Boy I'm Tech N9ne I rap and I slap hands With millionaires, and plus I got stacks man She approached me slowly Holy moly Chef Boy R Dee's cheese and beef ravioli Hold me close Nose be ope How much evil can dough provoke How much she told me nope 'Cause this one was on her I'm hopin' I can get the chance to put it on her She slithered on me, put the booty in my lap and got to gyratin' Was I waitin' For the pushin', grabbin', and vibratin' But this is really when my pupils got to dilatin' What kind of magical hocus pocus was I facin' Over and over tried to explain it the best that I could She put the mouth on the crotch of my pants and said (Herrrrrh!) Shit You like that baby? How about me and you leave here baby So we can do that shit you just did Over and over again I love the way you make it slither baby Every night when I come thru That looks like somethin' that I wanna run thru You want some, ooh You know I wan'chu Baby, we can have fun too I love the way you make it slither baby Every night when I come thru That looks like somethin' that I wanna run thru You want some, ooh You know I wan'chu Baby, we can have fun too I love the way you make it slither baby Said she needed 400 to tip out I whip out The grip so quick so we can dip out The trick house Told my homies not to poke they lip out I'm goin' to rip out The guts and try to throw my hip out Now it's time to trip out Got at the bitch house Was 3 fine female roommates, my homies missed out Took me to her room and threw me right on the bed Got right on the head What a wonderful night it was said Then along came 3 36 Double D's Sizes kissin' and lickin' on me An' they comin' to do what Wake my dude up But one of them bitches bit me on the neck and drew blood Then the other and the others Instead of bud lovers I'm trapped with blood suckin' mothafuckas for eternity Brought me here to straight feed on a nigga All because I said to a stripper "I love the way you make it... Slithaaaa!"