Lyrical Breakdown of Drawn - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Drawn" 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 "Drawn" 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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Shadow you're drawn Why don't you go? In the corner babe Watching the snow Moving afar Rolling away You weren't the one believe Now won't you stay? Won't you stay, babe? Won't you stay, babe? Oh I never knew what come around I never looked ahead I'm wreckin' rules and it's pulling us down The words I wished I'd said Shadow you're drawn and you got your ways Shadow you're painted red, red Moving afar Rolling away You weren't the one believe Now won't you stay? Won't you stay babe? Won't you stay babe? It's drawn It's drawn It's drawn It's drawn (Three little thoughts come swirling out) (Time to move on, to move on, time) (Three little thoughts come swirling out) (Time to move on, to move on, time) (Three little thoughts come swirling out) (Time to move on, to move on, time) (Three little thoughts come swirling out) One, two Yo, I'm what the paper plate couldn't hold Too many dreams of paper weight took a toll Food on the floor not to get wasted Or doing what's being pasted and know that it's not a copy Eye on the prize instead of gas prices Lyrically wonder why I travel past the nicest Born of a generation that don't generate patience And travel too fast for you to clock me Not always a good thing You could lose the love of your life Through the lifetime of love on tour I didn't mean to be a whore but my hormones Had me like a fiend screamin' "What you got for me?" Two words (I'm mortal) But the fans slid 'em both together and removed the apostrophe "Hip-hop lords?" Maybe, but my ways need laundering Times-a-ticking, stop squandering