Lyrical Breakdown of Brain Surgery - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Brain Surgery" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Too Short weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Brain Surgery" 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 Too Short 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 Too Short's narrative.
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It's brain surgery
Don't take a motherfuckin' genius
You just gotta know how to do it, bitch
Shut up, bitch, and suck my dick
Lick my balls so I can nut real quick
You talk too much, put this in your mouth
That's that gag reflex, spit it back out
I'm touchin' your tonsils with my dick head
I like to stand up when I get head
Told her suck it sideways, use a lot of spit
And use two hands, I got a lot of dick
It's called girth, it's wide and long
I'm lookin' down to see what I'ma come on
It's usually her face and then I'm gone
She's moanin' while she's givin' me dome
She 'bout that deep throat, when that bitch is here
She take my whole dick and make it disappear
I say, "Ooh, I like that shit"
The bitch makes me nut while she play with her clit
It's brain surgery
Don't take a motherfuckin' genius
You just gotta know how to do it, bitch
She said I taste like a smoothie
Goin' down on me while I'm watchin' a movie
I even get served when I drive
Windows rolled up, smokin' herb, gettin' high
Slobbin' on my knob got me talkin' to God
You better do it right, you only got one job
Damn, she straight domin' a nigga
If she hit me on the phone, I'm goin' to get her
I let her kiss it all over
Balls deep, put it up against her cheek when she fall asleep
Wake up from a dream, slurpin' away
Swallowing sperm while she burpin' the babies
All she want is that chocolate bar, she's a cum fiend
That's how I got the broad, I'm talkin' oral sex
Let my dick flex when I whip it out, bitch
You know what's next
It's brain surgery
Don't take a motherfuckin' genius
You just gotta know how to do it, bitch
I got a job for you, can you blow?
You can start today, around four
'Cause I love blowjobs in the afternoon
If the homies pull up, you gon' have to do 'em
I like white girls, that's what I heard
If she's got a round ass and she's really a nerd
I will cordially receive her appreciation
But I love black girls and I love my Asians
She gon' fall in love if I hit the cat
I keep a mixed bitch, a little this and that
'Cause I don't give a fuck if she white or black
She can suck my dick if she cute and fat
I don't discriminate, I'm not a racist
I done came on all kinda faces
A lot of bitches from different places
And none of y'all dummies can't say shit
It's brain surgery
Don't take a motherfuckin' genius
You just gotta know how to do it, bitch
It's brain surgery