Lyrical Breakdown of Shroomz - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Shroomz" 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 "Shroomz" 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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It's a long day Friday It's like movin on this way Got Xzibit up tight, right Partner came through with two white boys (Duuude) Talkin noise about a hot spot Where bitches come alone And the niggas don't cock block Let the top drop And we out Hit the liquor store Give me Olde-E and three blunts No make it four Anything else (Vitamin C pills and orange juice) What are you drinking gin (No dude it's the shroomz) The shroomz? (What?) Yeah thats some other shit One of the reasons why George Clinton sees the mother ship How high it make you get Fucked up Throw it up, guts Or do it have you stuck wit soft dick and can't fuck Hold up Now chew 'em up and slam the orange juice Vitamin c chase Kill the taste You can tell it's nasty by the look on my face Dont get it twisted like a nigga coked up And druggied down See cannabis and mushrooms be comin from the ground All natural Post it at the club Looking funny style Tight slack Pimp feather hat Where the bitches at Here We giving orders at the bar holding money When all of a sudden All the people started looking funny And started lookin runny And liquify Right before my very eye This is a different kind of high (Ohh shit, you see this shit?) (This motherfucker's melting and shit) Niggas and bitches walkin by that I recognize Feeling hypnotized Pupils dilated changing size That's when I heard the battle cries from across the room Set these crooked niggas straight Liquid crew Activate Form of A bunch of wild niggas mashing you Came crashing through Elbows and right hooks for you We got thrown out by this time My shit is blown out Pull the phone out Accelleration and we bone out In the zone out beyond Captain Kirk and Klingons Shit that I'm on Be high powered like a yukon Back to my house Fucked up Trying to see straight How much of that bullshit did I actually take (2 grams dude) God damn No wonder why I feel like an underneath told the white boy faggot We got beef Over did it homes Niggas playin bones in the living room Restless Try to find anything to mess with Where my keys at Pickin up clothes Trying to fold this shit See my riot gage on the wall Better unload this shit Fucked up niggas and fire arms don't mix right Cocked back the chamber Dumping shells till it felt lite Thought I dumped the all Counted 7 But it was 8 Straight gone Point the barrel at the flow and let it go Fuck! Shit! Wo-woohoo! Hey it's all cool, I just shot the flow man It's all good, it's all good. Hey, hey where everbody at? Ah shit (haha) Ah, fuckin with that shit