Lyrical Breakdown of Outro (GZA/The Genius/Beneath The Surface) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Outro (GZA/The Genius/Beneath The Surface)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how GZA, Royal Fam & Darkman weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Outro (GZA/The Genius/Beneath The Surface)" 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 GZA, Royal Fam & Darkman 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 GZA, Royal Fam & Darkman's narrative.

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Yeah, killa, The GZA, La

Live, yeah, what, yo

My clan is like USA the way we conquer

Lay back, grow more chocolate than Willy Wonka

Stomp ya, 'til your head bleed, your mouth bleed

Running with the heart of a slave that's been freed

Triple Darkness, wild like a killer from Spofford

Heartless, trained to hit moving targets

Profit, .357 cock it

Kill you, leave you with your money in your pocket

My logic, money, bitches, land and lessons

Allah blesses, me with automatic weapons

Scholastic, geographic, stay Jurassic

Running through Medina with the Glock plastic

Rotten fruit, Black Jesus, I got juice

Darkman move swift as a mongoose

Yo, niggas caught plaque from biting off the platinum

Dumb MCs caught the gum disease, ask them

Who style they took, two wild rooks

Tried to take a page when I'm the author of the book

At 27 years young, y'all some old timers

I write with invisible ink, y'all use eye liners

Define rhymers, the question and the answer

The DJ and the dancers, check