Lyrical Breakdown of What We Talkin' About - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Jay-Z weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "What We Talkin' About" 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 Jay-Z 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 Jay-Z's narrative.

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Blueprint, trois Yeah, yeah What we talkin' 'bout real shit Or we talkin' 'bout ryhmes? You talkin' 'bout millions or you talking' 'bout mine? What we talkin' 'bout? 'Cause I ain't got time For what people be talkin' 'bout all the time What we talkin' 'bout fiction or we talkin 'bout fact? You talkin' 'bout fiction, hold up pardon my back I'm talkin' 'bout life and all I hear is "Oh yeah he keeps talkin' 'bout crack" I ain't talkin' 'bout profit I'm talkin' 'bout pain I'm talkin' 'bout despair I'm talkin' 'bout shame I ain't talkin' 'bout gossip I ain't talkin' 'bout Game I ain't talkin 'bout Jimmy I ain't talkin' 'bout Dame I'm talkin' 'bout real shit dem people playin' What is you talkin' 'bout? I don't know what y'all sayin'? People keep talkin' 'bout Hov take it back I'm doin' better than before, why would I do that? Ain't nothing cool 'bout carryin' a strap 'Bout worryin' your moms And buryin' your best cat Talkin' 'bout revenge while carryin' his casket All teary-eyed 'bout to take it to a matress I'm talkin' 'bout music I ain't talkin' 'bout rap You talkin' 'bout who's hot I ain't talkin' 'bout that The conversation is changed Lets yap about that I don't run rap no more I run the map They talk, we live, we see what they say They say, they say (We seein' what y'all talkin' 'bout, ha) They talk, we did, who cares what they say They say, they say, yeah Still they can't' focus on them they be talkin' 'bout me Talkin' 'bout what I wear, talkin' 'bout where I be, yeah Check out my hair, these ain't curls these is peas Peasey head still get paid I'm combin' through G's, please We ain't focused on naps 'Cause I don't run rap no more I run the map A small part of the reason the President is black I told him I got him when he hit me on the jack Talkin' 'bout progress I ain't lookin back You know I run track Try not to get lapped People keep talkin' 'bout Hov left 'em flat Try to re-write history Lets talk about facts Dame made millions Even Jaz made some scraps He could've made more But he didn't sign his contract As far as street guys we was dealin' crack That's just how the game goes I don't owe nobody jack Grown men want me to sit 'em on my lap But I don't have a beard and Santa Claus ain't black I repeat, you can't sit on my lap I don't have a beard, now get off my sack Scream at me They talk, we live, we see what they say They say, they say They talk, we did, who cares what they say They say, they say (Blueprint 3) And now that that's that, let's talk about the future We have just seen the dream as predicted by Martin Luther And you could choose to, sit in front of your computer Posin' with guns, shootin' YouTube up Or you could come with me to the White House, get your suit up You stuck on being hardcore I chuck the duece up Peace out Medusa Welcome to the Blue-ah-Print-ah tres piece, Jay-Z your tutor Toota of my own horn Beep beep move-ya Rasclaat when rude boy come through with the roof up So I could see the sky 'Cause everybody talkin' Hov I think we know why They talk, we live, we see what they say They say, they say They talk, we did, who cares what they say They say, they say (They say, they say)