Lyrical Breakdown of After Hours - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "After Hours" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how A Tribe Called Quest weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "After Hours" 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 A Tribe Called Quest 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 A Tribe Called Quest's narrative.
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After hours, it was cool, after hours, it was cool
After hours, it was cool, after hours, it was cool (you got to) (get off)
After hours, it was cool, after hours, it was cool (you got to) (get off)
After hours, it was cool, after hours, it was cool (you got to) (get off)
Ten after one, I think I'll hop the horse
Downtown '83 of course
Just came from fishing, couldn't get a catch
Downtown, they'll probably have a batch
A whiting sandwich and a Guinness Stout
But with the beer though I had about
So I exchanged it for some apple juice
I had the blues, but I shook them loose
A jeep is blasting from the urban streets
Loops of funk over hardcore beats
The moon dabbles in the morning sky
As the minutes just creep on by
I get a thought and here comes my Tribe
Ritual shakes and in good vibes
Like always the Quest begins
In the mist though but the rhythms moving
We find a spot and we sit and chat
Speaking on the status quo of rap
A derelict makes a real long speech
We pay attention to the words he read
When he was done, we rattled on
There was no rush because it wasn't dawn
We pointed things out about these times
The world's famines and the crazy crimes
Inflation of the nation, it bothers me
I better go gold, to pay the taxes
Gotta be swift 'n society
The man whose made is the man who maxes
The grounds for living are being discussed
As we go, it gets close to dusk
Gather thoughts and savor breath
'Cause there's only a few hours left
After hours, it was cool, after hours, it was cool
After hours, it was cool, after hours, it was cool (you got to) (get off)
After hours, it was cool, after hours, it was cool (you got to) (get off)
After hours, it was cool, after hours, it was cool (you got to) (get off)
Me oh my, hey-hey, hey-hey
The human hours are here to stay
This is how it seems as Phife's my witness
Bug out all night, ask Phife, he's with this
Girls be screaming on this conversation
I have my two cents for a revelation
And my watch continuously tick-tocks
Shaheed will bring up the beats that rocks
I hear the frogs and the smashing of bottles
A car revs up and I hear it throttle
It probably moves with the morning wind
Oh my God, here's Phife again
Hear him talking about last night's game
Trying to remember someone's name
So hear the frogs dancing in the streets
Once again, Ali will bring up the beat, like this
The beat is over and so is the night
The sun is risen and the shine is bright
We all say peace and go our separate ways
Youth is fading as we gain our days
Expedition for the song is simp'
The hours creep, excuse me, I mean limp
As we go, you hear a gasp of laugh
As we start up our rhythmic path, like this
After hours, it was cool, after hours, it was cool (get off)
After hours, it was cool, after hours, it was cool (you got to) (get off)
After hours, it was cool, after hours, it was cool (you got to) (get off)
After hours, it was cool, after hours, it was cool (you got to) (get off)
Cold world
Walking in some French mold
And I left back my footprints
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