Lyrical Breakdown of Be - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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I want to be as free as the spirits of those who left I'm talking Malcolm, Coltrane, my man Yussef Through death through conception New breath and resurrection For moms, new steps in her direction In the right way Told inside is where the fight lay And everything a nigga do may not be what he might say Chicago nights stay, stay on the mind But I write many lives and lay on these lines Wave the signs of the times Many say the grind's on the mind Shorties blunted-eyed and everyone wonderin' where I'm Bush pushing lies, killers immortalized We got arms but won't reach for the skies Waiting for the Lord to rise I look into my daughter's eyes And realize that I'ma learn through her The Messiah, might even return through her If I'ma do it, I gotta change the world through her Furs and a Benz, gramps wantin 'em Demons and old friends, pops they hauntin' him The chosen one from the land of the frozen sun When drunk nights get remembered more than sober ones Walk like warriors, we were never told to run Explored the world to return to where my soul begun Never looking back or too far in front of me The present is a gift And I just wanna BE.