Lyrical Breakdown of Pimp Hand - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Pimp Hand" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Vince Staples weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Pimp Hand" 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 Vince Staples 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 Vince Staples's narrative.
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What you thought it was nigga I'm the man round here
Hands down man down by my grandma crib
On the east
Riding round don't be slipping
Don't Blood me cuzz whole Long Beach cripping
No cease
Firing I'm fired up tripping
In A NY fleece wasn't playing no Biggie
Dub C and Trey D keep shit crippy
No boot camp clicking we was food stamp flipping
Tryna eat
1st of the month re'd up 15th
Quarter punch ice cream trucks police
Stay tryna lock niggas up
Foes wacking out the set so we shot niggas up
No peace
No love not clicking up
Swap meet whites tees and a Glock in the trunk
OG's tryna tell a nigga bout the game
But it don't add up cause the Crippin' not the same
Yeah, it don't add up 'cause the Crippin' not the same
Yeah, it don't add up 'cause the Crippin' not the same
Yeah, it don't add up 'cause the Crippin' not the same
Yeah, it don't add up 'cause the Crippin' not the same
Yeah, time to show the bitches who the man
Pimp hand strong, pimp hand strong
Time to show the bitches who the man
Pimp hand strong, pimp hand strong
Time to show the bitches who the man
Pimp hand strong, pimp hand strong
Time to show the bitches who the man
Pimp hand strong
Well I was born by the river not baptized in it
Loose lips sink ships who capsize quicker
Not we
Stay low-key no snitching
Since Soul Glo dripping and the sherm stick dipping
Tread light
Snakes gone bite on sight
Niggas battle with the judge like the gavel got a grudge
Face life
Still fight never been a punk
Chase dough hoe never get enough lemme tell you bout the flocks
Looking for the tents mama gotta pay the rent
Kicking in the back door tell me where it is
Come up out the safe or its coming out the clip
And I don't hesitate washing money like the sins
Attention getters hit detention centers
Before I break the bank, boy I'll break and enter
Both ears to the streets listen in a drought
'Cause when money coming niggas get to showing out
When money comin' in, niggas get to showin' out
When money comin' in, niggas get to showin' out
When money comin' in, niggas get to showin' out
When money comin' in, niggas get to showin' out
Yeah, time to show the bitches who the man
Pimp hand strong, pimp hand strong
Time to show the bitches who the man
Pimp hand strong, pimp hand strong
Time to show the bitches who the man
Pimp hand strong, pimp hand strong
Time to show the bitches who the man
Pimp hand strong