Lyrical Breakdown of Life Is Real - Album Version (Edited) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Life Is Real - Album Version (Edited)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Mos Def weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Life Is Real - Album Version (Edited)" 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 Mos Def 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 Mos Def's narrative.

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Boogie Man, Boogie Man, Boogie Man Boogie Man (Hello children) The Mos Def! My whole life is real My life, my life, my life, my life (Big shoutout to Minnesota) A-ha, Brooklyn know My life, my life, my life, my life Is a real thing (Brooklyn and Bronx in the building) Listen My whole life is real, morning news and nights is real What I spit and I write is real, cause my life is real My whole life is ill Filled with magic, strife and skill Sun bright, no time to chill Got all type of bills I got seeds I gotta feed with this They be needin' shit, I got ex-wife beef and shit That's how deep it get My whole life is real, my whole life is ill A fantastic, a beautiful mess A live nigga in America: the usual stress I do it to the up, low, the east and the west I, do it to most, I do it to death I do so it good they don't know what to do with they-selves Well do this: MOVE Back, forward, more Life is real, let's move on My whole life is real, morning news and nights is real What I spit and I write is real, cuz my life is ILL Filled with magic, strife and skill Sun bright, no time to chill Got all type of bills I got seeds I gotta feed with this I got streets I gotta reach with this And that's how deep it get My whole life is ill, my whole life is real Mornings, noons, nights Birthdays, workdays, holidays, funerals The usual Life is real Sunday to Monday Schoolyard, gunplay Politics, BULLSHIT Life is real Shootings, stabbing [?], arrest Crush, kill, destroy, sex Death, rebirth Reach the world but touch the street first Life go in every direction but rewind Niggas is waiting for the life to die down [?] park and hustle a place to hide out Somebody's gotta notice it's a matter of time before the world find out The earth dry out and push the hitting to high ground Life-style, hostile, real life, real real So real, too real, news real--EDITED The close up block out the rest of it True evident, false measurement Crunk superstar, thug president Street-telligence, M-def penmanship Scribe lively, so timely, that is timeless And it's lovely, and it's ugly, as it must be My whole life is real, morning news and nights is real What I spit and I write is real, cuz my life is ILL Filled with magic, strife and skill Sun bright, no time to chill Got all type of bills I got seeds I gotta feed with this I got streets I gotta reach with this And that's how deep it get My whole life is real (haha) Brooklyn know My life, my life, my life, my life B.X. know My life, my life, my life, my life Real niggas all over the world My life, my life, my life, my life Is a real thing WHOOOOOO BOOGIE MAN