Lyrical Breakdown of We Are Young Gifted & Black - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "We Are Young Gifted & Black" 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 "We Are Young Gifted & Black" 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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Young, gifted, and black To be young, gifted, and black Young, gifted, and black To be young, gifted, and black To be young, gifted, and black and own it It's more than a moment It's like the sun rose to condone it Before we was trappin', we was trapped in Sun and the whips kissin' our black skin Strange fruit hanging, smell the jasmine Rock to Coltrane, listen to jazz then, back then We came with names like James, Fatima Nina, King, Dreamer, Redeemer of the people Songs for the heaple, original, spiritual content You can smell it when it's God-sent We keep it moving every day, we the target The young, gifted, and black on the market 'Cause of that we pay with our lives Or either catch the charges, but yo The goddess is in God's ears Young, gifted, and black Young, gifted, and black To be young, gifted, and black Young, gifted, and black To be young, gifted, and black Mississippi goddam, Ferguson goddam Staten Island goddam, Baltimore goddam America, damn I tell you who I am, but you don't understand Cross the waters I swim, son and daughters of the land Yeah, we the black sheep, but you slaughtering the lamb You try to silence but your sirens, sounds of violence Do nothing but divide us Evolution of revolution, retribution that's due us The old ways of the US, it ain't the new us Tell 'em we the stars, they can't shoot us Prisoners of wars, you can no longer recruit us Salvation is due us Even before we came, God knew us God knew us Yeah, God know us Young, gifted, and black To be young, gifted, and black Young, gifted, and black To be young, gifted, and black Young, gifted, and black To be young, gifted, and black Young, gifted, and black To be young, gifted, and black