Lyrical Breakdown of New York - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "New York" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how 2Pac weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "New York" 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 2Pac 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 2Pac's narrative.

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New York, New York big city of dreams And everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound It's the incredible, the lyrical You can't be me like Niece, to see me is gonna take a miracle I'm driving motherfuckers hysterical, with a Touch of this twister, stylistic mixture What I create pulsates, there is no escape Annihilate your mental mind state Dre labels my vocabulary abusive I packs more knowledge than Confucius, I'm deadly Induce you like Medusa, with thoughts to shed And niggaz throughout this hemisphere, far and near Prepare, catch me chillin' like the winter Up against the number one contender, as I enter Cause I gets heated like friction Motherfuck your whole jurisdiction, react this fact not fiction Telepathic addiction, to this homicidal recital Dangerous and vital to all my rivals Suicidal, brainwaves conveys To the average motherfucker's minds these days I'm all ready to put work in Take ten steps and turn to shoot the first nigga smirkin' Give a fuck, what's your name, what you claim Or why you came, motherfucker don't explain Simply, don't tempt me, cause I'm simply Layin' hoes lifes empty, the invincible MC New York, New York big city of dreams And everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound Too much, I serve too many people, too much It's too much, I serve too many people And when I finish servin' ain't gon' be no sequel New York, New York big city of dreams And everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound Too much, I serve too many people, too much It's too much, I serve too many people And when I finish servin' ain't gon' be no sequel Gimme a couple G's, for every MC, I knocked to his knees Oh you got the juice? I squeeze you juiceless The barbaric, versatile, you're no kin to me So how the fuck you inherit my style? Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny Not a day goes by, don't get high, don't ask why Tonight's the night for me to rip microphones Into bits and pieces lyrical telekinesis Gets me into verbally vindictive Violent vocabulary bobs to existence Catch me in the pitch black path I sit and let the sick thought pass through my mental Till I hear an instrumental And detrimental verbals get to spittin' The highest in intellect, try connectin' with the written Now they faced with the forbidden, vocally chosen To explore new terrain, then remain unseen, throughout the war Dips like a low-low, with my verbal fo'-fo' The cocoa complexion MC with the slow flow Fo sho', I takes it to you from the do' Motherfucker, mentally I go hardco' (you know!) I disconnect ya, Kurupter, MC to vocally Bore your whole molecular, structure Catastrophic, mystic as Mixelplix Hittin MC's like picks the deadliest lyricist New York, New York big city of dreams And everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound Too much, I serve too many people, too much It's too much, I serve too many people And when I finish servin' ain't gon' be no sequel New York, New York big city of dreams And everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound Too much, I serve too many people, too much It's too much, I serve too many people And when I finish servin' ain't gon' be no sequel We live, tonight I serve two thousand MC's We live, cause can't none fuck with the DPG'z We live (baby) because tonight I serve two thousand MC's We live (baby) none can fuck with the DPG'z ABC the DPG'z