Lyrical Breakdown of Kell Dem - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Kell Dem" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Busta Rhymes weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Kell Dem" 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 Busta Rhymes 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 Busta Rhymes's narrative.
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What di blooclaat yuh a talk bout when mi in di
place and yuh see di bwoy a walk bout (TRUE!) Don
use two ting park outside a di club and yuh see
police chalk out (Hmmm!) A likkle eediat bwoy mass
out see di pretty gal dem side a di place pass out
(HEH HEH HEH HEH!!!!) True mi a luagh out Come
through and mek di people too massive mi caan
south Di likkle fool fool bwoy cross out and mi in
di place yuh know seh mi a shine floss out (GWAAN
SHINE RUDEBWOY!) Yuh nuh see boss deh bout True
and when mi a talk yuh fi shut yuh mouth Look, any
bwoy waan test blast out pop coppa shot yuh should
a tek anodda ras rout Now before mi get ready fi
flash out bring two big batty gal back a mi ras house
A KILL DEM!!! (And one and two and three and four
lick a shot more fire!!!!) A KILL DEM!!! (And one
and two and three and four lick a shot more
fire!!!!) (*Look at that muffin!) (What di
bloodclaat dem a talk bout!) (*Look at that
muffin!) A KILL DEM!!! (*Look at that muffin!)
(*Look at that muffin!) (Dem a know seh we run
this bloodclaat round here!) (*Look at that
muffin!) (Weh dem a really a deal wid?) (*Look at
that muffin!) A KILL DEM!!! (*Look at that
muffin!) (Yuh nuh know seh a we run this
bumbohole!) (*Look at that muffin!) (YAH HEAR MI!!!!!!!!!)
Concrete control everyting inna di bloodclaat
street (EH!!!!) It nuh really matta weh dem waan
speak bare cocksman deh bout we nuh eat people
meat (TRUE!) Nuff woman in di place dem a bleach
when yuh hear big tune more fire dem a preach
(HA!) When man pull up and di tire dem a screech
whole heap a excitement when dem find out seh we
reach Now, when, big man come through have
manners, cau mi nuh know weh dem a try do Yo, oonu
fi know seh we nuh skin out bwoy who waan test ol'
dutty big gunman crew (RAH!) Gal see mi and she
seh Mr. Rhymes tek wine, nuh matta gun inna yuh
waistline (CHO!!!!) Now yuh know seh she know di
routine mi a beat dat and tek it to anodda extreme
A KILL DEM!!! (And one and two and three and four
lick a shot more fire!!!!) A KILL DEM!!! (And one
and two and three and four lick a shot more
fire!!!!) (*Look at that muffin!) (What di
bloodclaat dem a talk bout!) (*Look at that
muffin!) A KILL DEM!!! (*Look at that muffin!)
(*Look at that muffin!) (Dem a know seh we run
this bloodclaat round here!) (*Look at that
muffin!) (Weh dem a really a deal wid?) (*Look at
that muffin!) A KILL DEM!!! (*Look at that
muffin!) (Yuh nuh know seh a we run this
bumbohole!) (*Look at that muffin!) (YAH HEAR MI!!)
Everytime mi hear di most wickedest ting I'm still
inna mi prime (True!) Whole heap a people still
inna di line watch how dem a wait fi see mi every
bloodclaat time Big batty mi must fill up dat when
mi touch sound selecta must puul up dat (BO BO BO
BO BO BO BO BO!!!!!!!!) Yuh see di dancehall
packed Nuff shot fire till somebody lay dung flat
Hey! And if yuh really wanna know who a di maddest
is Mi when mi siddung and a bun nuff chalice Now!
I mon waan know dem a manage and mi dun dance till
every bloodclaast vanish (HA!) From Brooklyn way
dung a Buckingham Palace bare pretty gal a par and
yuh know we a di baddest More fire bun di place
wid a book a matches gal tek wuk from when mi a
dig inna yuh crotches
A KILL DEM!!! (And one and two and three and four
lick a shot more fire!!!!) A KILL DEM!!! (And one
and two and three and four lick a shot more
fire!!!!) (*Look at that muffin!) (What di
bloodclaat dem a talk bout!) (*Look at that
muffin!) A KILL DEM!!! (*Look at that muffin!)
(*Look at that muffin!) (Dem a know seh we run
this bloodclaat round here!) (*Look at that
muffin!) (Weh dem a really a deal wid?) (*Look at
that muffin!) A KILL DEM!!! (*Look at that
muffin!) (Yuh nuh know seh a we run this
bumbohole!) (*Look at that muffin!) (YAH HEAR MI!!!!!!!!!)