Lyrical Breakdown of Together - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Together" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Chance the Rapper weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Together" 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 Chance the Rapper 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 Chance the Rapper's narrative.

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Ah! If you keep the house in the family, you can keep the family in the house If you on the run, you got family in the South We used to watch "Annie, Are You Okay?" on the couch My cousin used to slam me 'til I punched him in the mouth My auntie used to cook for 20 people every week My uncle in the basement, even if they never speak He come up, grab a beer, sometime he kiss her on the cheek Know how to fix a plate, and fix a bike and fix a leak Fried catfish, bootleg Madea plays Nosy auntie like, "Let me see your grades" Smart auntie like, "I could tutor him" Crazy auntie like, "If they fail him, I'ma shoot at them" Small donations under false names and pseudonyms Family pots for school clothes Get the uniform, not the cool clothes Havin' no drip like the pool closed 'Least I had a jacket, some of the kids at the school froze If you not in the buildin', it's gettin' bulldozed Gotta keep the crib, man Gotta keep a spot for all the lil' cousins to live in Gotta keep a spot in case somebody get sick 'Cause if one of us get on, then everybody get rich We gotta stick together And lookin' at the puzzle, we gotta fit together And lookin' at the struggle, we gotta lift together And not just on the holidays, we gotta get together It's either now or never, gotta get this shit together It's not the Yacht Club, but you should see the waves When we float through the block club Neighbors on they yard like they locked up Kids in the street like Bud Biliken Old man used to be a Panther, thug militant, community policin' Barbecue two trays, a Harold's 50 piece and Lemon pepper, onion powder, garlic powder seasoning Four square killa man, slapboxin', teasin' Cacklin', kekeing, crackin' up, wheezin' This the homebase You gotta watch 'em, they'll right time ya at the wrong place If you on your celly phone more than a phone case They'll take the crib to go, slide on ya home plate We need CBA, CBA, CBA Barry Before they build another golf course, library Or send a eminent domain to Miss Mary It's gonna get scary, young Jeffery, young Larry We gotta stick together And lookin' at the puzzle, we gotta fit together And lookin' at the struggle, we gotta lift together And not just on the holidays, we gotta get together It's either now or never, gotta get this shit together Real, real hip-hip hop music from the soul, y'all Real, real hip-hip hop music from the soul, y'all Real hip-hip-hop, hip-hop music from the soul, y'all Real hip-hop music from the-from the-from the soul, y'all (Ah!)