Lyrical Breakdown of What It Be Like - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Inspectah Deck weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "What It Be Like" 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 Inspectah Deck 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 Inspectah Deck's narrative.

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You know we tryna eat right Homies in the street life So we holding heat like We going at the beast ride Never get no peice right Tell 'em what it be like You know we get no sleep right Not knowing of the peace life Drama never cease right? Killers on the creep night So we got the cheap ride Tell 'em what it be like There's a war goin' on outside no man is safe from A hundred shells ripped off from out the K-drum Straight from the slums, I'm riding with my day ones Goons salute like, "Hello!", waving the gun Smokin' aces, open cases, broken language Oh jeez, taking straight sides with no chases No respect, no love, so there's no favors Got a brand-new bag filled with old paper Now separate the left in the gross Never boasts, weapon blows for whoever approach If you don't know the cole that is pressing your dome Never old dough, 9 out of 10, the special will blow Better question what you reppin like "is this your man?" You probably never know until shit hits the fan This is the plan, got business to plan Gotta a lick in between your sick hit the fan You know we tryna eat right Homies in the street life So we holding heat like We going at the beast ride Never get no peice right Tell 'em what it be like You know we get no sleep right Not knowing of the peace life Drama never cease right? Killers on the creep night So we got the cheap ride Tell 'em what it be like Bodies gettin' dropped on front street Day in the life they say its life They ain't say it was right When the plug's started paying the price Competition on the block 20k ain't gonna make it tonight Might make a nigga grab the drill then Catch some niggas lined outside of the building They ain't give it up, he decided to kill them Broad daylight, in the eyes of the children I ain't gotta tell 'em it's real Them numbers on the gangster state big compell 'em to squeal Can't save 'em, can only try to help 'em to heal Fast life, get the money, can't tell 'em to chill I feel your pain, I was raised in the same drama Ol beef, new face, on the same corner They follow with the ways to face the same karma Everybody out here trying to make their dollar You know we tryna eat right Homies in the street life So we holding heat like We going at the beast ride Never get no peice right Tell 'em what it feel like You know we get no sleep right Not knowing of the peace life Drama never cease right? Killers on the creep night So we got the cheap ride Tell 'em what it be like