Lyrical Breakdown of Every Ghetto, Every City - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Lauryn Hill weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Every Ghetto, Every City" 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 Lauryn Hill 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 Lauryn Hill's narrative.

This lyrical analysis of "Every Ghetto, Every City" not only celebrates Lauryn Hill's artistic prowess but also serves as an educational tool for aspiring songwriters. If this analysis inspires you and you'd like to see your own songs analyzed in this way, join the Lazyjot community. Register at Lazyjot and start exploring the full potential of your lyrical creativity. Turn your thoughts into rhymes and your rhymes into songs with Lazyjot!

We gonna take you from Tokyo to New Jersey New Jersey to Tokyo Tokyo to Jersey It's pretty just the same I was just a little girl Skinny legs, a press and curl My mother always thought I'd be a star But way before the record deals Streets that nurtured Lauryn Hill Made sure that I'd never go too far Every ghetto, every city And suburban place I been Make me recall my days in New Jerusalem Story starts in Hooverville Grew up next to Ivy Hill When kids were stealing quartervilles for fun "Kill the Guy" in Carter Park Rode a Mongoose 'til it's dark Watching kids show off the stolen ones Every ghetto, every city And suburban place I been Make me recall my days in the New Jerusalem You know it's hot Don't forget, what you got Looking back... looking back, looking back, looking back You know it's hot Don't forget, what you got Looking back, looking back, looking back, looking back Bag of Bonbons, 20 cents and a nickel (well that's a quarter) Springfield Ave had the best popsicles Saturday morning cartoons and Kung-Fu (wuh-TAH!) Main street roots tonic with the dreads A beef patty and some coco bread Move the patch from my Lee's to the tongue of my shoes Every ghetto, every city And suburban place I been Make me recall my days in New Jerusalem Make me recall my days in New Jerusalem Every ghetto and every city that I been Make me recall my days in New Jerusalem Make me recall my days in New Jerusalem You know it's hot Don't forget, what you got Looking back, looking back, looking back, looking back One more time you know it's hot Don't forget, what you got Looking back, looking back, looking back, looking back Wait a minute, one, two, three, four You know it's hot Don't forget, what you got Looking back, looking back, looking back, looking back