Lyrical Breakdown of French Connection - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how KRS-One weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "French Connection" 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.
• 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 KRS-One's narrative.

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KRS-One representing Ma 6T va Crack-er Cercle Rouge, KRS-One Droppin on em like this Pick it up, pick it up You know what time it is when KRS-One comes through Representing all true hip hop culture You know how we do How can they throw you in prison now for long years If in reality the black man doesn't belong here Have you forgotten how we got to this place Why then are all the jails predominantly the black race If you dont teach me my culture I dont know who I am I dont know the difference between my enemy and my friend So I'm robbin and killin I got nothing to live for You turn my father into a boy my mother into a whore Now I'm hardcore on the Ave Watching while people that got me to walk fast After beatin us, rapin us and robbin us 400 years of that's what's inside of us Take a look at me now I'm really your creation A technological anti-human mutation A mutation of a better way of life You first pulled the knife but to heal it will take my whole life I fought no force on this level I listen to bass and treble Thinking that the white man is the devil Cause who could be so cruel like this So heartless, so senseless But I'm taught by the devil To grow up and be a Devil To do the same devilish things on another level However when I act out the mission You turn around and throw me in prison You a sucker [Chorus: KRS-One] If you come from France and you like the breakdance say OHOH (OHOH) And If you come from New York You can kill a man by taking him out of his land And putting him in a land he really doesnt understand Then teach him to respect Greek mythology like Pythagorus, Ptolomies, Socrates These people are thieves They stole us astronomy, mathematics, all tactics of biology Even the concept of democracy stolen from the king Akhanoton Put down the book, use your brain If you dont know who you are you are clinically insane The board of education cant see that Well it deserves to get beaten and robbed by black Give me my frame of mind back Give me my culture But you dont understand that cause you a sucker [Chorus] I see Beauval in the house, Collinet in the house Sarcelles in the house, Cercle Rouge in the house KRS-One rocks the mike without a doubt Turning parties out You know what I am about Cause we will be here forever I told you Soldier floods your mind like Noah As you get older you've got to pay attention At how you livin hardcore You aint a kid anymore grow up, to blow up the spot you're at Learn the skill and go to the top of that Cercle Rouge definitely rockin in rap KRS-One I got your back [Chorus] KRS-One with the freestyle rhyme Representing Cercle Rouge in France All the graffiti artists we like to breakdance to the MC yes you know that's me KRS-One down with the BDP From way back you know we take it like that Kenny P and Zizwe, Will-Dee, gods of rap We do it like this, do it like that