Lyrical Breakdown of Arrow Root - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how MF DOOM weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Arrow Root" 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 MF DOOM 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 MF DOOM's narrative.

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Elder Blossoms Bishop Nehru SharePlay My thoughts, are like a bright symphony I'm simply, changing everything that I begin to see Mentally, but physically I plan to change history With a pen, note pad and a distant dream But distance ain't a obstacle, that's too much I'm closer than you think to the stars, nigga look up Seeing adolescent with impressive rhymes, chasin' dimes Not the kind that want cash, but the ones that's inside Of my pocket, while I pocket some of these profits Nigga's watch it and try to stop it, but all I do is block it Straight lock it up, my cash started risin' up Now everybody and they best friend try to ride with us Never had a team, just a couple friends Too many people around will hurt you in the end Don't pretend you niggas would never kin, you tryna step in the circle but ain't allowed to get in I'm getting more attention than I'm wishing A bitch ain't just a prize and did I mention, when I'm sentencing, people listening Cause my songs go harder than crack interventions Uh, living life like a menace Tryna get in this game and leave with some riches No need for bitches, but I'm down for pictures As long as they ain't girls that got no figures Uh, Jordan 7's on my feet Don't ask to come chill, girl I'm busy making beats When I was in the hall you would never even speak Now your tryna come through every day of the week Shits crazy, you living real shady And don't send me text messages calling me baby I thought you were a lady, didn't give it up daily And only your joy, boys who didn't like mainstream Well I do, and this is nothing new But looks like this life fine living for you I know that you in love, but baby that sounds through When the size don't fit, so why would I wear the shoe? This ain't a love song so I'mma skip bars, rip hard, grip stars then dip off Peace!