Lyrical Breakdown of Da Booty (Live) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Da Booty (Live)" 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 "Da Booty (Live)" 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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[Intro: AZ & (Redman) We got this new shit (Gon' do some of this shit) Off our new album The Love Movement called "The Booty" It go like this, what is it? What? They can front all they want, but you know what? It come down to the The booty Now if you just a cookie, you takin' it The booty And if you got one, then you help me out The booty Come on, everybody, just eat That's word to Phife Dawg, everything in sight, eat it up The booty Now if you just a cookie, you takin' it The booty And if you got one, then you shakin' it The booty Come on, everybody, just eat That's word to Phife Dawg, everything in sight, eat it up I keep my promise to all of y'all to keep my shit hidden Every y'all claim dog, but meow like kittens Triple R, nigga, just like Mary Lou Retton Get off that bullshit and see what I'm settin' Pull with the set side, you just can't get in This is illegal property and you have no weapon Who is the native nigga who keep masters steppin'? Reason for questions, you constantly be reppin' Now when I was young, I stressed the cow, yo (Yo) Now I won't let a man on the couch, yo (Yo) The black kid with knives is called the back door (Door) Can we be cool instead of being foul, yo? Ghetto style dreams of fast cars and fast dollars (Dollar) Questions of life sometimes makes you (Holler, holler) You scream all that devil shit, talk like a scholar (Uh) Come at your door now, fuck do you bother? Phife Dawg, puttin' a bite back in y'all (What?) Top Dawg, hittin' it off, Lincoln's Park (Mm-hmm, what?) MCs, come now 'til I get around Shake that ass, girl, because you're wearin' out (Right) Wake up, look at the sun, see the sights (Sights) Move, dude, you got to die 'fore your rights (Rights) MCs, I got to work for mics (Mics) Zombies, do it from dusk 'til the night (I'm talkin' about) The booty Now if you just a cookie, you shakin' it The booty And if you got one, then you shakin' it The booty Come on, everybody, just eat That's word to Phife Dawg, everything in sight, eat it up The booty If you just a cookie, you takin' it The booty And if you got one, then you shakin' it The booty Come on, everybody, just eat That's word to Phife Dawg, sing that shit La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (Sing it) La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (Sing that shit) La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (Sing it) La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (Say what?) La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (Say what?) La-la