Lyrical Breakdown of Neighborhood - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Del the Funky Homosapien weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Neighborhood" 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 Del the Funky Homosapien 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 Del the Funky Homosapien's narrative.

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When I'm in your neighborhood I will ask a favor Could I get a ten sack? Are they thin or fat? On a Wednesday All my friends stay close Like posts on the corner I could be a goner On a bad night And if I had white I got about a hundred things to do And I might I see niggas lookin' pitiful and sore At the world Before I had a girl I would whirl around on the bus And discuss my dusty rhyme styles And thrust it through miles without smiles Territories that look like war zones And I was alone Just me and my microphone But on the down low Lookin' towards the ground so Anything I see Is anything I found, yo I'm like a scavenger A savage of the speaker so When fools asked me to rhyme I was eager Meager attempts to stop me flop, see Told you not to mistake me for that jalopy I had lots of laughs See in the past from the past You ask can my style rock the mass I see familiar faces in places I never thought before There's a lot of whores and pimps in the city Attempts so saditty Everybody's runnin' up tryin' to get me I'm not a joker I poke a style that this city ain't known for Cause it's mine and that's fine Walkin' through your neighborhood Walkin' through your neighborhood Walkin' through your neighborhood Walkin' through your neighborhood Walkin' through your neighborhood Walkin' through your neighborhood Walkin' through your neighborhood Walkin' through your neighborhood walkin' through your neighborhood Next stop, one place And my face just stirs My neighbors Boy, they were annoyed I enjoy my lifestyle A trife child Disappears My rhyme's crystal clear for you here Check this boy right quick I walk through the streets and On every corner kids flick It makes me sick to my stomach sometimes Cause these kids used to say I had dumb rhymes They tried to clown Now they're down with the scene I mean they don't get a pound And I found other surprises Like looters, shooters Like right before my eyes and pistols A fistful With the pearl handles Word to Ms. Daniels Indian sandals Plots and schemes and scandals I dismantle microphones by the handle D-E-L You never see me fail On Twin Oaks Way Me and my friends spoke a Different lingo We're singled out as the good organization in our neighborhood These are the people in your neighborhood In your neighborhood In your neighborhood These are the people in your neighborhood In your neighborhood In your neighborhood Walkin' through your neighborhood Walkin' through your neighborhood Walkin' through your neighborhood Walkin' through your neighborhood Walkin' through your neighborhood Walkin' through your neighborhood Walkin' through your neighborhood Walkin' through your neighborhood walkin' through your neighborhood