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The Lyrical Analysis
Notorious B.I.G. - On More Chance | Notorious B.I.G. - On More Chance |
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| Written by William Danze | |
| 07/25/2005 | |
Our
first lyrical analysis piece is a tribute to the late Christopher
Wallace (Notorious B.I.G.). Though not the form that most
analysis will take, it is a great sample of ebonics break down.
The Oakloand High School student
that translated this to english clearly reaches the supreme lyrical
analysis status that most mere mortals can only dream of. Or
maybe he was messing with the chronic.Lyrics: First
things first, I poppa, freaks all the honeys
As a general rule, I perform deviant sexual acts with women of all kinds, including but not limited to those with limited intellect, nude magazine models, and prostitutes. I particularly enjoy sexual encounters with the latter group as they are generally disappointed in the fact that they only receive penile intercourse and nothing more, unless of course, they douche on a consistent basis. Although I am extremely unattractive, I am able to engage in these types of sexual acts with some regularity. Perhaps my sexuality is somehow related to my fancy and expensive jewelry.
And
my jam knock in the Mitsubishi TRANSLATION: I
enjoy playing my music loudly on my car
stereo. Apparently, women enjoy this also
because they become sexually aroused when they
see me driving. Oddly enough, when I visit the
Native American reservations, some of the more
sexually promiscuous Indian women attempt to
seduce me in their homes. Their intent is to
divest me of my earnings. Such actions are
unacceptable.
TRANSLATION: Understand
this fact: you can have neither my money, nor
my weapons. I suggest that you inform your
peers that we engaged in violent sexual acts.
Currently, I am rapping with my associates,
the Junior Mafia. I’m having some difficulty
understanding why you refuse to approach me. I
am attempting to make eye contact with you
through my expensive glasses, and as soon as
you respond with a smile, I will approach you.
First
I talk about how I dress and this
I
prefer to open the conversation with light
banter about my wardrobe and jewelry, then I
like to discuss my collection of expensive
cars. This is more than enough to convince you
to have sexual intercourse with me. I am able
to insert my penis further into you when I
enter you from behind. Furthermore, you will
be able to reach orgasm. I understand this to
be a problem with your current sexual partner.
He needn’t be concerned about your
whereabouts. Please phone him and inform him
that you won’t be home for a while. By the
way, please sing the chorus of the song for me
also. Lyrics: She’s
sick of that song on how it’s so long TRANSLATION: Your
current love interest no longer wishes to hear
your fabrications about the length of your
member. After I had sexual intercourse with
your woman, she became enlightened as to the
proper way it is supposed to be performed;
violently and immorally. It would be in your
best interest to keep your woman away from me
as my sexual prowess is very strong. If you
are unconvinced, ask Puff Daddy.
Despite
the fact that you attempted to win her at her
doorstep with bags full of expensive clothes
and a car (the lower end model Mercedes Benz
which you financed by signing over your
current vehicle) containing an expensive
stereo and a cellular phone, your woman has
contacted me through my pager indicating that
we should rendezvous at midnight.
Where
you at? Flippin’ jobs, playin’ car notes?
You,
on the other hand, jump from job to job,
barely able to maintain payments on the
Mercedes Benz you purchased for your woman.
Meanwhile, I continue to engage in sexual
intercourse and commit lewd osculatory acts
with your women. My only remaining option is
to request that she leave my home and return
to you because I have reached orgasm and no
longer have a need for her presence.
So,
what’s it gonna be? Him or me?
The
ultimate decision rests with you. Whom do you
choose as your sexual partner. I can take you
on cruises around the world. I will dress you
in the finest jewelry and footwear. You will
be envied by women worldwide in your fine
clothes and jewelry. There is a special place
in my heart for beautiful women. I will defeat
your man in an altercation because he is
effeminate.
High
fashion - flyin’ into all states.
You will be dressed in finest clothes on the runways of Paris. I will fly you to every state to shop for fine clothes and jewelry. You will enjoy sexual intercourse with me and your man will be forced to pleasure himself through manual stimulation. What a life! I’ll return you to LaGuardia in time to catch your 8 o’clock flight. The timing is perfect because I have scheduled a date with a second woman who arrives at the same gate at 9 o’clock. I’ll seduce her in the same way that I seduced you. I rap well and I am a positive reflection of my home town. Not only am I a sexually deviant, misogynistic, immoral, wealthy, male prostitute, but I also sit on the board of directors of the organization that governs others of my kind. |
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