Lyrical Breakdown of Me Myself And I (Live Version) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Me Myself And I (Live Version)" 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 "Me Myself And I (Live Version)" 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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Is y'all gon' do the one? (what? what?)
The one - just to get it over with
The one I can't stand but that everybody's diggin'
Just do it to get it over with (the shit we hate?)
The shit we hate
(We hate this song) Hate this song (hate this song)
We hate this song, we hate this song
We hate this song, we hate this song
We hate this song, but y'all love the song
So love the song, love the song
Come on, everybody, let's love the song
Love the song, love the song
Come on, everybody, let's love the song
I say mirror, mirror on the wall
Tell me, mirror, what is wrong?
Can it be my De La Clothes
(Or is it 'cause we hate this song?)
What I do ain't make-believe (make-believe)
People say I sit and try (Sit and try)
But when it comes to being De La Soul
It's just me myself and I
Now sing that shit, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
It's just me myself and I y'all
It's just me myself (sing that shit) oh, oh, oh, oh
It's just me myself and I
(Ayo, why don't you tell 'em about yourself)
Now y'all tease my new haircut
And me without my spectacles
You say Plug One and Two are hippies
No, we're not, that's pure Plug bull
Always pushing that we've formed a image
Yo, there's no need to lie
When it comes to being Plug One
It's just me myself and I
One more time, sing that shit
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
It's just me myself and I y'all
Sing that shit, sing it
It's just me myself and (oh, oh, oh, oh)
It's just me myself and I
(Check it out, what? Yo, yo, yo)
Now in America today
People think they know the way
Of the Soul, De La is on the road
To blink and clear the hay
Behind the line of inner find
We explain this time and time
Daisies don't mean anything
Daisies don't mean a fucking thing
But the word itself when broken up
Weighs just a larger pound
D-A stands for T-H-E
I, is Inner, S is Sound
Y, is Y'all, which you should heed
Da Inner Sound will help you breed
But still we fought a healthy side
When we have to explain
It's just me, myself and OJ Simpson