Lyrical Breakdown of They Say - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "They Say" 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 "They Say" 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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But I could give a damn about the things that they say I could give a damn about the things that they say I could give a damn about the things that they say I could give a, uh You know what, 'cause They say, "What's happenin'?" We say the facts and if, they lie We comin' back for them They might say but they don't know Come on (they say, they say) Yeah (they don't know) Y'all know what they say, right? Ya know what they say, uh, uh Yeah They say a nigga lost his mind In the scheme of things I never lost a rhyme Thin line between love and hatred I'm the black pill in the Matrix, the saturated life They say life is what you make it So I wait quick on a spaceship so I can take it As high as the stakes get when paper get low I be tellin' Derick, "Tell Kara get us a show" Little Com, I make righteous bitches get low Richest man ain't necessarily the nigga wit' dough They say "You ripped", yeah, that's what they say Niggaz couldn't tell it was me, like Jamie in Ray Paintin' a day, wit' focused crime, broads, and good wine "Dope is sour so it's homework and hood crimes" I stood mine, for forever and a day so goodbye They never could say "Tell 'em, J", uh They say, "What's happenin'?" We say the facts and if, they lie We comin' back for them They might say but they don't know Come on (they say, they say) Yeah (they don't know) Yeah They say "Dude think he righteous" I write just to free minds, from Stony to Rikers Amongst the lifeless, in a world crazy as Mike is On my paper, whether its weed or Isis They say "life is a game," so I play hard Writin' for my life 'cause I'm scared of a day job They say "Sef kept the hood together" Tell the young, "We can't play the hood forever" Play my cards right, they say I went too left They showed me strange love, like I was Mr. F Played chess in this game of, pawns and knights Now I claim "King" like Don, or Frank White It's comparable to Christ's The way I sacrificed, and resurrected, twice "The crochet pants and the sweater was wack" Seen "The Corner", now they say "That nigga's back"