Lyrical Breakdown of Overtime - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Overtime" 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 "Overtime" 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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Yeah so, since I was 10 tears older then her (heh-yeah) She tried to give me that "Coming to America" spiel, y'knahmsayin like "Some guys, put in an hour - some of 'em, even an hour and a half" "But a man gotta put in overtime for me to get off" [laughing] [Chorus] Work it baby (work it baby) I'ma give you extra, you deserve it baby (deserve it baby) Put a star next to you cause your perfect baby (perfect baby) all the time Clock out, clock in for overtime (overtime) If you think we 'bout to go to sleep - forget about it You really doubt it, though we can make the synergys link In the middle of the night I'm fixin to enter the pink Never the one to be stingy I leave my dinner, she winks (geah) Cause she think she got me and her percentage be Brinks But I'ma stick it without a ticket in the tender she thinks Suck me up and then I can become her energy drink (gyah!) And that's what she gon' need (geah) Punchin the clock, I'm not gonna be done on three Baby you probably wanna kick it and get 'er done on E But you ever have steamy sexual fun on weed? So I told her N9ne! No I don't look it but I'm the older kind But that dont mean I'ma stick it and quit it, forget it Because tonight I'ma 'bout to get it in overtime [Chorus] Said I - love your body, love your pace Love it when you maneuver your body off my space and weather the chase, and have your body off in a daze Now could'cha feel the hormones, they off of the rage Now check it - let me take a little dose of the page I'm hittin for hours and hours, hours hours and days All the positions I'm feelin real kinky today I've waited to play my trombone have a parade (have a parade) Kitty kitty kitty kitty c'mere Well there's a couple little things I wanna say in ya ear I'm shiftin gears, love it when I strike the wheel Leave ya stoned in the bed I'ma freak for real! Baby girl, I'ma freak for real A little too much tongue got me head over heels Wetter the chill, head shot ready to kill Ready to deal, head watch, watch you will [Chorus] Baby, baby gave me a job and I love it I know you'll be lovin the way you'll throb when you hug it When I got the punani I thought the job really was it Before the punani you take the job and you shove it Feel like a nigga makin love when I does it On the clock I'ma stop it, when it buzz I'ma plug it Good enough for me to be your husband in public You really be wantin to pack a stud in your luggage Uhh! Pack a stud in your luggage Break down baby Stone gon' love it Finally bang her, make a nigga wan' love it Make me wanna snatch it, C2 grub it Huh! It's one of a kind You and your girls, and I come on with the N9ne Spread them legs and open wide Give you that overtime [Chorus]