Lyrical Breakdown of Bin Laden - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how Three 6 Mafia weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Bin Laden" 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 Three 6 Mafia employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Mane, Mane, nigga check this shit out, we was up in Chicago, right With my nigga Big Hamp, ya know what I'm sayin' That nigga pass me a blunt like, "Smoke this shit, nigga This some Bin Laden Weed, y'all dunno nothin' 'bout this down south" So I was like, "What? What the fuck is Bin Laden Weed?" The man said that shit is like three different kinds of weed, man Grown all together", he said that shit is some straight killer Them Chicago niggaz name that shit Bin Laden Weed Mane, some straight fie Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed? Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed? Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed? Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed? I swear, sometimes I gotta get high to hang around my hoe Sometimes I feel like I gotta get high to hang 'round niggaz I know I sped it up on weed, I slowed it down on snow 'Cause I seen so many niggaz fall off that blow One day they got it all then they say shit to show So I came to my natures, I had to cut that hoe But now I'm feelin' happy, I'm on that Binny Bin Laden They niggaz is actin' like they don't know what the fuck just happened My vision's gettin' blurry, I'm about to fall asleep Or am I dyin' if I OD, 'cause this some potent weed My life start flashin' like holograms like right in front Of my own face, I never felt this way off one blunt I see my son gainin' life and my dad losin' his And old girlfriends and niggaz I shouldn't have hung with The picture startin' to fade, it's gettin' hard to breath I'm blackin' out with no pulse up under my shirt and sleeve Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed? Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed? Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed? Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed? Well, since I'm on Bin Laden, let me tell you a-story 'Bout these three pussy rappers who couldn't do nothin' for me Gave 'em a-whole lotta cheese, said I fucked him his shit Smoked a-whole lotta weed, so they seem to forget Who bought them trucks n' them cars? Put you bitches n' hoes? Who told your ass to take a bath until you thought you was grown? Mane, I tell you he a killer when we talk on the phone When you see him face to face he'll leave you alone That's why I'm smokin' on this fuckin' Bin Laden All my niggaz in the hood they got it Take one little puff, you a-addict Take a gun to the head means tragic Boy, I tell you like this, we can smoke it anywhere In front of police station with a six pack of beer 7 a.m. in the morning just watchin' people stare Let 'em point them damn fingers say, "They wild over there" Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed? Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed? Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed? Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed? Hey, hey, it's glowin' like it's indigo, I smell it through the bag I'm floatin' like a magic carpet straight from Baghdad From my brain, from my blood, from my loss from the Dutches Can't let this spill simply just escape from my a-clutches 'Cause it's the substance, I'm lovin', I'm buzzin' Smokin' like a nothin', huffin' n' puffin' This ain't Indonesia, Colombian or Kaliman This a bio-weapon, straight from the Taliban Do you remember me from smokin' good weed Break it down, roll it up, gimme indo need Do you remember me from no sticks, no seeds Do you remember me from puttin' you on this Laden weed Get yo funds together n' come go n' see I'm -take you on the street where Bin Laden be It's one blunt action, you'll have to smoke n' see Have you chokin', fallin' out with your family Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed? Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed? Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed? Who got that Hydro? Who got that Light Green? Who got that Bobby Brown? Who got Bin Laden Weed?