Lyrical Breakdown of Higher - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Higher" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Xzibit weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Higher" 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 Xzibit 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 Xzibit's narrative.
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Let's go Doc, let's go
Yo, I got that bud for sale, bro, that'll get you (higher)
When I'm in the road rage, my middle finger (higher)
Look and hear what God build (yeah), my faith a little (higher)
Crush, wax, and a blunt, bro, that'll get you (higher)
I'm a general, man, I don't share the blunt (I don't share it)
Coke addicts hit a track, turn it up in bulk
Sour diesel, I don't do the runs (nah)
You steal my lighter, then I'm on you like, da-da-da-da-da
You need a couple of pounds, then homie, call me (what you need?)
High grade and big bread when the dogs eat
Me and my boys move like Wolfs of Wall Street (whoo)
I get a little crazy on my Gnarls Barkley (higher)
I got the plug for the fire, girl, come get a little (higher)
I just smoked a grenade, Xzibit, yeah, I'm feelin' (higher)
Before them haters talk about me, my middle finger (higher)
Connoisseurs of the cannabis, nobody get it
I'm high as a motherfucker, high as a bitch (I'm high)
I'm high as a motherfucker, high as a bitch (I'm high)
I'm high as a motherfucker, high as a bitch (I'm high)
I'm high as a motherfucker, high as a bitch (I'm high) (wow)
Cut down the 4000 lighter with C-Junkie genetics
Bitch, anything fire
Dunkin', I'm tone roguish, smokin' funky cardamine (yeah)
Alien labs, hit the dab, take me to your leader (take me to your lead)
Whether A-B, or C-B-X, it don't matter
I'ma get down, pull my stizzy and shit scatter (boom)
Call it Dr. Green Thumbs, we gon' need a bigger place (yeah)
Get them home-grown zones out a nigga face (ugh)
OG nation, I'm connected like Bluetooth
You smokin' on booth, this is not what you used to
You fuck with bald head bitches that bigger than Bruce Bruce
Get your man the material niggas can't shoot through
You niggas is not Snoop, just another man in a blue suit
Get dumped out dead in a phone booth
These concentrates will rattle a tooth loose
Let's get to the green house and break down 15 pounds and get (higher)
I got the plug for the fire, girl, come get a little (higher)
I just smoked a grenade, Xzibit, yeah, I'm feelin' (higher)
Before them haters talk about me, my middle finger (higher)
Connoisseurs of the cannabis, nobody get it
I'm high as a motherfucker, high as a bitch (I'm high)
I'm high as a motherfucker, high as a bitch (I'm high)
I'm high as a motherfucker, high as a bitch (I'm high)
I'm high as a motherfucker, high as a bitch (I'm high) (wow)
It's a shout-out to assholes, we smash those
Flickin' ashes on busters from hash hos (yeah)
Ain't no stoppin' the cashflow, your ass knows
Green thumb, takin' your lungs, and we collapse those
I got that inhale, heat it if you need it
Understand it, flip it, then you gotta hit then repeat it (c'mon)
Not to be conceded, however you can achieve it
All the haters can eat a dick, enjoy it while you eat it
And while you at it, just take note, we are the highest
Make an altar and give thanks to the weed messiahs
Mother Mary will provide us with the itis
I'm a fire breathing dragon, blowin' smoke right out my sinus
Smokin' joints and dab rigs no matter what the size is
Now it's time to make a choice, and don't you worry 'bout the prices
When you hittin' that OG on the glass tip
You feelin' like Redman jumpin' in the crowd doing a backflip