Lyrical Breakdown of Give Me - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Give Me" 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 "Give Me" 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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Yeah, yeah, yeah Doin' our thing in Queens We had dreams about bein' emcees An' there was no concern about so an' so An' these record companies But now we all are grown An' the spots is gettin' blown Boyz II Men, ABC, BBD Nah, we ain't none of them B Gimme, so gimme Nore, Phife Dawg an' Abstract Gimme to everyone in the world Nore, Phife Dawg an' Abstract Yo, when I rap, all my niggas love Abstract Yo, from Far Rock to Flushing, concussion Every time a nigga rhyme it's like we get our bus' on I used to ride a dollar van an' really get my bus on Yo, from South Don to El Segundo All my niggas gettin' high, yo, an' still livin' on the run though Get a lotta dough, so now we have a lotta fun though Q U, two E's, N, S, all we really care about is money, cheba an' sex What, what, what Niggas get faded, never outdated Give it to the world, 'cause for long they waited Shorty's online to cop the new CD So hip hop'll bust nut in graffiti We could two piece it or we could just seize it Shorty, you're my shit, 'cause my style wild decent What's it gonna be, the party or the precent? Queens cats rock, keep it rugged an' recent My nigga Nore thug it out, thug it out, no doubt Phife Dawg buggin' out, buggin' out, no doubt The Love Movement, no doubt, Love Movement, no doubt Ali Shaheed get a shout, shout it out, no doubt Yo, better things, hold on, take a time out Huddle up, yo, Queens niggas won't fuck it up Keep my Southside niggas just playin' the cut While my Queensbridge people stay roughin' you up East Elmhurst, Carona, Iatola Keep the caller ID on the Motorola Gotta keep the po-po on the payola Queens niggas shut it down, so now it's all over One nine two, the bully Fram Lou Merrick Van Wig holler, Shaft got brew Head up Jamacia Ave, cop a tape by DJ Clue Move to the acre, sippin' on a Guinney booze Scoopin' ladies up in babies makes my day complete Freestylin' over beats for my peoples in the street This is a place where stars are born Linden to Lawton, we keep it hot like porn Doin' our thing in Queens We had dreams about bein' emcees An' there was no concern about so an' so An' these record companies But now we all are grown An' the spots is gettin' blown Boyz II Men, ABC, BBD Nah, we ain't none of them B Gimme, so gimme Nore, Phife Dawg an' Abstract Gimme to everyone in the world Nore, Phife Dawg an' Abstract Check it out like that [Incomprehensible]