Lyrical Breakdown of Who's Real - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Who's Real" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Jadakiss weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Who's Real" 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 Jadakiss 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 Jadakiss's narrative.
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He's phony, she's fake
That's the type of people I hate
Hey, hey, hey, Jada, Jada, hey, hey, hey, Jada, Jada
Point 'em out, point 'em out, point 'em out
He's phony, she's fake
That's the type of people I hate
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
Wait a minute, who's real, who's not?
She's real but he's not
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
Yeah yo, guns go clack, packs gon' move
Blood gettin' drawn, skin gon' bruise
'Cause real gon' win, the fake gon' lose
The love overpowers the hate by twos
All they left was the yellow tape in his shoes
It's real when the funeral wait to make the news
Load the tre pound so we six up on 'em
So when they act corny, we jus' switch up on 'em
He's phony, she's fake
That's the type of people I hate
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
Wait a minute, who's real, who's not?
She's real but he's not
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
Who's phony, who's fake?
Silver Hummer on eights
Life's good, I'm straight
Clap your hands one at a time, you were late
Can't keep it 100 them the ones I hate
But I'ma keep it 200 for the ones they fake
Red and black cars on the red chrome stakes
Young Juiceman I should warn off my plates
He's phony, she's fake
That's the type of people I hate
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
Who's real, who's not?
She's real but he's not
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
Yeah yo, pocket full of cash, wallet fulla class
In and out the lane, dippin' through the traffic
We ain't hustlin' no more, we doin' gymnastics
Couple of flips and they stash it, vastly
Real gon' recognize real, phony gon' recognize steel
I reckon I will expose those who are, if you ain't what you are
I don't gon' too far, sorry, muah
Get yourself a fresh flesh or a new scar
Bullet holes all on the side of your new car
Load up the AR, spray y'all, k y'all
It's real on this side, phony where ever they are
He's phony, she's fake
That's the type of people I hate
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
Wait a minute, who's real, who's not?
She's real but he's not
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands
If you're real and you know it, clap your hands