Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your eardrums
It was a beautiful day off in the neighborhood
Yellows and greens and blues and browns
And greys and hues that ooze beneath dilapidated wood
Here I believe Dre is speaking to what goes on beneath the first layer, Never judge a book by its cover.
Ain’t a thing could explain what pertains
To cocaine and sustaining reign
See, summer rolls around, niggas holler bout change
Then they steady move them keys like Bob James
Here Stacks uses a little wordplay by mentioning jazz musician Bob James, who is a professional at “moving keys” on a piano while others are great at moving Ki’s or kilos.
‘Cause old man winter’s arrived, the temperature dives November just died, December’s alive
Dre continues his story by staying all the good intentions have died and now that Winter is here, you have to eat by any means.
Thus it ain’t no typical ride
Just individuals’ way to bring home

The bacon when bacon was all gone

common expression meaning to earn money or earn a living

Making it our own, taking me all wrong We’ve all indulged in the bulge of those no-nos

No, you ain’t solo, there’s even lower levels you can go
Take sun people, put ’em in a land of snow
In the last couple lines 3Tho comments that nobody is perfect or innocent. We all have wrongs but some of those actions might be done out of necessity in order to make ends meet and put food on the table.

However, the sin of the average man pales in comparison to the crime of selling Africans (sun people) into slavery and bringing them to the relatively cold climate of North America or, more recently, housing them in bad neighborhoods where cocaine is being pushed (a land of snow).

To wrap it all up Dre says don’t judge a book by its cover

And thats my bar breakdown for today All Power To The People

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