Lyrical Breakdown of Tell Them How - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Kool Keith weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Tell Them How" 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 Kool Keith 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 Kool Keith's narrative.

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(X3) Baby won't you tell them, they ain't nothin With no guest stars, and fancy cars You not on my level yet You guys are hot in one spot like Woolie Burgers I'm worldwide on purpose, ask the Russians I get Prague service, come to the club with Tony Blair Superstars cancel your magazine, what you got for me? Vanity Fair, mid green Phantom with all black wheels Chauffeur driven in London, they know about the all stack wheels Number one rappin Phil Collins studio, bonjour Airlines deliver my Ampex reels On the phones with the African sister Nairobi told me, the princess of Egypt wanna do me I wake up for tea, John pick up the phone Tell me who's hot in New York City, nobody really Thank you very very much, movin out with power touch Meet Bill Clinton, Jesse and Mayor Bloom Giuliani, all five of us out in France goin to lunch Burberry tie on my neck, pocket with a brand new envelope Holdin the check, I ignore any foe movin past my soles Like an insect, comfortable feet, don't play with my instep Up all night, for not watchin me, you shoulda been slept With a nightlight by your bed, in fact the right light by your head On the fastest train in Europe, drinkin champagne I warn rappers by sendin out express pain Watch my speedometer gain, like Simon and Garfunkel in Central Park Y'all on the cherry pop, and Grey Goose in the central dark I don't move with puppies with a central bark Expensive pictures on my Berlin walls Many face the essential art, crushin the events you start Like a bum standin in front of K-Mart, like Janet's outfit At the Super Bowl, you expose her breast and break apart