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!"