Lyrical Breakdown of Everything Is Fair (live) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Everything Is Fair (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 "Everything Is Fair (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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Looking at the lane Running the fast lane Pilling over lane Shocked by the pain She's got a Benz Riding with her friends Gotta keep her moving In the first to make ends Rolling down the block Checking out the spots Winking at the cops They're always in for props She know that she the woman Can't nobody touch her Hang with the elite And make them Tried to make my move And miss her lady She called me up, boy Told her not to diss me I just want to be your love toy You young boy, my love toy I got a very high name Just because you mob Don't mean I'll let you try me In the story, that's it He goes, never, that's it Always sweet, that's it Never, that's it She meant it The stats never hurt The stats never work Always stayed alert Never, never got jerked Queen of the streets Try to compete Like a funky beat While she rolled down the street She was just a five Couldn't get a job Had to feed her family So she had to play the mob Pulling out the ooh-wop Listening to doo-wop Say what, y'all? You don't have to say what I want Gunshot That's all you heard