Lyrical Breakdown of Betta Listen - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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(Listen all you fellas, giver her good lovin') (Listen all you fellas, the kind she understands) (Listen all you fellas, then you won't have to worry no no no) (Listen all you fellas, you betta listen) (you betta listen) (Listen all you fellas, here's what good love is) (Listen all you fellas, the kind she understands) (Listen all you fellas, then you won't have to worry no no more) (Listen all you fellas, you betta listen) (you betta listen) Mummy I saw one day (one day) She was on some fume vapors Givin' me lip so I continued with the caper Cat litter had me sniffin Since outside the palace Eyes sicker than AIDS Game harder than a callous Tried to enter in her shit She had locks on the session Tellin me how her last man Taught her ass a lesson (damn) Well, I'm not the mayor I take care of my dimes But I excluded I had nickels Addin' up to her kind (ha) Short stacks with a wrist full of jewels Sayin she didn't need a man To make her out for a fool Dig it, miss, my love is credited in cupid account And if you need that extra help, I got the extra amount Gigglin, figurin' I had jokes for her humor Then she broke out with the words About knowin all the rumors "See, all you niggas rappin be like pedigree dogs Thinkin' you can have me leashed Around your microphone cord" Somethin 'bout her lit me up like July And with them onions in the pants I couldn't help but cry Seemed lost in the essence But I had to find my way to take Action for the digits just to set up a date Thought my shinin' was on I had the skirts in the bag Until i took a bit of time To peep the price on the tag She said "I'm that salt and pepa Who like pushin it to sisters You need to get to walkin with it mister I think you betta listen" (Listen all you fellas, giver her good lovin') (Listen all you fellas, the kind she understands) (Listen all you fellas, then you won't have to worry no no no) (Listen all you fellas, you betta listen) (you betta listen) We was at some outside jam one Saturday night When this pretty ass girl got locked in my sight She was a ghetto philosopher Yeah you know the type Thinkin' Mary J. and Sade understood her strife Caught me lookin', "Yo what's cookin?" "Nothin' from around here So don't approach or hope To be the man of the year" I said listen deer or rabbit or whatever the hell you be I'm not the one to embarrass But the one to emcee I traveled the world quarters on my relationships Used and abused by hoes So my royalty stubs But above all I brought my daughter into this earth So I understand the need Of women feeling of worth She glanced deep in my eyes And said "oh shit, you're ill I like the way your mind Moves around at will Still, let me apologize for soundin' so sassy But niggas act as if my ass Has a sign that says harass me" Her name was Gail from the union of Dale I made her remove the shades So her eyes could tell me the plan Yo where's your man? "Oh that nigga's past tense Painted bruises on my face Haven't seen him ever since" Gave a pinch to my bottom And started rubbing my back She said "I bet your ass is darker Than a Mobb Deep track" Only one way to know it And I was down to show it So we jetted back to my crib to set it She made it known "I've owned thoughts of you Since that song 'meeny-meeny' Can't believe you're about To be all up in between me" Man, the flag was lowered So my wood was raised Followed a shielding of my building To protect me from the blaze This granted access to Southern parts of her borders Did you have her comin'? Like the new world order I caught her with the right combination A good combination Keepin' it in her hard, man You betta listen (Listen all you fellas, giver her good lovin') (Listen all you fellas, the kind she understands) (Listen all you fellas, then you won't have to worry no no no) (Listen all you fellas, you betta listen) (you betta listen) That nigga said S-Os, I ain't retarded yo He probably did cause niggas Cause even when you were saying S-Os, I wasn't even thinking club S-Os I'm thinking S.O.B's cause niggas do call S.O.B's, S-Os Like you know just for short But there is a Club S-Os too Well they gotta cut that shit out They have to cause they done fucked with Maceo today