Lyrical Breakdown of Stop, Look, Listen - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Stop, Look, Listen" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how MC Lyte weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Stop, Look, Listen" 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 MC Lyte 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 MC Lyte's narrative.
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I'm rhymin' and designin', also creatin'
The dope Def Rhyme that is always being taken
By a sucker MC that wants to be like me
No trait of originality
But yo, I am not one to down another
So like I said before, just go for yours, sucker
Gonna take the time to drop a dope line
Or maybe even two, for you and your crew
So you can start shakin' and movin' all around
To the Lyte thee MC and the king of chill sound
It's new and improved like a freshly cut diamond
Perfect timin', like a gem it's shinin'
Or better yet a ruby, somewhat like a sapphire
This jam you are forced to admire
Stop, look, listen
Stop, look, listen
Wanna battle me? Now that's strange behavior
Drink and drive, yeah, you're probably safer
'Cause when I start, I never give slack
You feel like a 'kick me' sign was pinned to your back
Yes I'm the super-duper with the roper-doper
Got the clean drawers on, yeah, I hope ya do
Because I'm gonna strip you of your peace of mind
Now your piece is mine, damn, that's unkind
Come on, admit it, the Lyte is too fly
The rhymes that I say you can't deny
Because a hundred percent is what I give it, say what?
I haunt the house with the hip-hop spirit
I tear it, repair it like a hand-me-down make you wear it
Save all your crocodile tears, grin and bear it
And with all your other brothers you're gonna share it
You hear me, junior? 'Cause soon you'll
Be a grown man with the mic in your hand
And understand biting's not part of the plan
That's wrong, I thought I taught you better than that
But that's what you get from a stabber in the back
Stop, look, listen
Stop, look, listen
MC master of creativity
Rappin' is the activity
Rhyme is the sport, let it be taught
That Lyte thee MC is takin' no shorts
In '88 I was great, but '89 is my time
Stop, look, and listen to the right rhyme
K-rock the DJ throws the cuts my way
Put 'em on the reel-to-reel and let them play
Leg 1 and leg 2, they do the jumpin'
The dancin', the pumpin', always up to somethin'
But when it comes to the rap category
MC Lyte headlines the story
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Listen up everybody