Lyrical Breakdown of (03) [Krs-one] Take your tyme - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how KRS-One weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "(03) [Krs-one] Take your tyme" 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 KRS-One employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Y'all don't know, y'all don't know your body is a temple? A temple to the living God? Don't get gassed y'all All my sisters out there, here's the truth You, a you've got to (Take your tyme) Look, look You don't want no unsteady relationships, you want it tight You don't want no man beggin' and always gonna get, am I right? You don't want no man sleepin', cheatin', freakin' behind his wife There's no such thing as make love, it's really make life I don't care what nobody say You sleep with a man, that's your husband So make sure, before you lay down, you love him And learn him, yes, it's still sacred to be a virgin Relax, it's curiosity that always burns 'em in fact Sex is like candy, be disciplined, no splurgin' You don't want your stomach hurtin' Girl, you gotta (Take your tyme) Listen Cash is an issue, with that he can never diss you Even if he makes you cry, you bought your own tissue Witcha own case, witcha own hand, wipe ya own face And throw him out, no doubt, out of your own place If your heart is broken, you can mend it If you're independent, your womanhood, that's when you defend it Just, uhh, just, woo (Take your tyme) Look Take your tyme Don't come witcha hand always out If he buys you somethin' thank him But that's not what a man is about Real men are real friends showin' their real commitment He tells you he really loves you, a boy can't really admit it If a man really wants you, that man really flaunts you In public or private a real man really supports you 'Member what Guru taught you? Of course you, "Royalty" You dress how you like when a queen is what you ought to be And ought to act like, and also ought to manifest How you dress makes you constantly blessed or constantly stressed (Take your tyme) Yo Take your tyme Yo, yo, so while you burnin' off those calories, think about reality Get a skill for the salary, a man for the family Not a boy, that's a catastrophe, don't get mad at me Instead of always clubbin' visit museums and art galleries Pick the single man, admirin' the ancient sculpture He's cultured, chances are he won't insult ya Give him your number only after you know what he does Ask him what it is, not what it was You want the good life (Good life) You want the good life (Good life) You want the, you want the, you want the C'mon, you gotta (Take your time)