Lyrical Breakdown of crew - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "crew" 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 "crew" 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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Just a lil' something-something About the cats who be fronting You know the Tip, he be hunting For all the goodness gracious All across the wide spaces Yo, check it out Bust me down, yo Yo, yo Youse my peoples, why it got to come down to this shit? Two people thinking as one so now he split Remember what I said to you, you bleed, I bleed C'mon, you know how we get down, if you're down, you need And I'm supplying, the dynamic duo, electricfying Everybody had to wet us, 'cause no one will forget us Son, I testify sure as God was my guide Any petty little bullshit you did will slide Same on my end, after all, what are we, friends If niggas ran me this, too much grounds we defend In the honor or brotherhood 'cause it's all good Get on some grown man shit and let's knock on wood But now seeing you baby in this stall out position Wondering who's the dime piece that you're kissing You might as well take the jigger and take my life 'Cause the dime piece you happen to be kissing is my wife Shit, I should have known not to let these crab asses Get within the circle of my girl and make passes Now you disrespected me and everything I stand for (But I'm saying though, son) shh, say no more Allah forgive me, my thoughts is traveling to low desires Should I turn the other cheek or react and perspire Don't wanna see myself in penitentiary attire But I caught him in the act and my emotion is dire