Lyrical Breakdown of Money (ft. MC Lyte) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Money (ft. MC Lyte)" 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 "Money (ft. MC Lyte)" 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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Money, M-O-N-E-Y (Money) Money, M-O-N-E-Y (Money) M-O-N-E-Y, what you need to just get by Money honey, ain't it funny, money people wanna die It seems without money people cry, people will lie You cannot deny, without money you can't apply For anything that captures your eye, I wonder why The root of all evil, let me teach you, now who am I? The MC, teachin' my people, don't live that lie You got to get money but don't let money get you, guy I can break it down like whatever you want Whatever you spend your money on strong, yo that's what you flaunt Spend your money on these honeys yo if that's what you want Spend your money on attorneys if you're goin' to court If I look around your neck, I can see what you bought What you think you get respect? No you takin' a short Yo you need the money of course, you need it to live (Yo what you put your money on Kris?) Yo, right on my kids M-O-N-E-Y, don't ask why It is the root of all evil though Very necessary to your livelihood It's all good when you've got enough 'Til enough ain't enough And you hit upon rough times You make your money and I'll make mine Yo we need the (Money) (M-O-N-E-Y) Don't get me wrong, mistakin' this song Like money is not important, yes it is, just be strong It's the reason for the thievin' and that war goin' on It's the reason that you seein' all these girls in a thong It's the reason that the radio's on It's the reason that you believin' You gotta work from sun up 'til dawn It's the cravings that connect you to that money you makin' Your desire is the fire, got you feelin' you slavin' Free yourself, money doesn't make you the man Be yourself, a man gets his money in grants Okay, I'ma get this money really all day But not to the point where I'm goin' the wrong way I'ma put my money down on rides and all that Hook up the house so me and my spouse can fall back Invest in my knowledge way beyond college Write books and fly hooks in my cottage Cheese, Kris bling-blingin'? Yo please Money is a energy that gets what I need I can understand them cats that rap flossin' and frontin' It's all good, they from the hood, never had nothin' Uh, they just got they money and everything sunny Hear what I'm sayin', they playin' boy and lookin' for bunnies Then we floss what we bought Forgetting that sharing is what we've been taught 'Cause this here gettin' money is an individual sport Money can get me in To the same places where years ago my bros and sisters with black skin Were confined to the back door and the kitchen Last verse, where your cash purse? Reach into your wallet, nothin' a lot of that hurts Breath stinkin', you're thinkin' but can't afford search Need a dollar and baby hollerin' "I'll work" I don't know how you gonna get the dough You could become educated, you could become a ho You could do both, that's like puttin' butter on toast The bread is the knowledge, butter is what gets you that coast Money is funny, how a piece of paper Can make or break your very existence Quick as it come, quick as it go You better know about the ebb and the flow You get money in droves, trick it on cars and blow Throw dollars at black queens 'cause For the dough they'll strip they clothes And for the right amount of money A king will pimp his queen into being a ho on a stroll Life will always be hard When you choose to make money your God