Lyrical Breakdown of Speed Law - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Speed Law" 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 "Speed Law" 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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(Watch it) Relax, pump the brakes, you're speeding, money You'll smash your whole shit up (slow down) Lights be changing fast on these streets, money, slow down (Slow down) Sleeping on the wrong cats Clear like a megaphone Pretty nigga heart skipped the metronome Rocked the Trump Tower to the terrordome Poor house to pleasure domes Soprano, alto, tenor to baritone MOS DEF one of the illest that you ever known Rock steady baby, you a stepping stone Smash your foundation into pebbles My words leave your nerves unsettled You take it to the next level down Looking like a circus clown Cats like you can't even get a pound Worldwide from the river to lakeside My stage show stay live, make the sound man stage dive I cut fat cats to eight lives with my eight ball lines I'm home 'fore I'm done with all nine Got you slike a fault line Come all shine and get tarnished Brooklyn got your pay roll garnished They form a huddle Whisper like they want trouble I melt the ice grills into rainwater puddles Make the proud-hearted leave on the humble Black steel in the hour Assemble my skill form my power My poems crush bones into powder You mumble like a coward I'm Mos Def, you need to speak louder SUPER HEREOS! Get your power, your masks and capes snatched Brooklyn take what you can't take back I know a lot of cats hate that All I can say black There's a city full of walls you can post complaints at All the doubters and believers adjust your receivers "I feel it," you can taste it through the speakers The three six oh-riginal sketch lyrics so visual They rent my rhyme books at your nearest home video Tell them cats they need to ease back and observe where they at Brook-nahm Vietnam The heat is on Put your joint on cruise Try to rush you scuff your brake shoes, just cool and relax Take a breath, take ten paces back Stay on time Omegas Brooklyn patrol like interstaters Take their license and their registration papers My joint's so passionate Make you peal out and mash your shit Get wild cold crash your whip Front chassis wrecked, but ock you can't be too upset Tow truck got my tape in the deck I'm permanent like tattoos and birth marks Third degree burn marks Driving on tracks like Dale Earnheardt Stay on the low like the herb spot Put a big loss on your earn chart Nice since the nurse signed my birth chart Seldom seen but often heard, while your jams is barely heard Just my name is a daily word From avenues to streets, terraces and park places Stair wells, jail cells, penthouse to basements Arrangement basic, but still fans chase it Y2K can't delete the true ancient Apache war drum on the ranges Skill level dangerous Arrow head that killed all the cavemen They cry John-Blazing, but step on the pavement And get violated like a plaintiff I ain't shit to play with I give a Goddamn what your name is Delete it and make it so it never get repeated Believe it Tell the feds, tell your girl, tell your mother Conference call you wack crew and tell each other That they just ain't holding me I'm Mos Def, you hopefully Mush on before you get bust off like a ovary Tell them cats they need to ease back and observe where they at Brook-nahm Vietnam The heat is on Put your joint on cruise Try to rush you scuff your brake shoes, just cool and relax Take a breath, take ten paces back Brook-nahm Vietnam The heat is on, no off-ramp or detour Make these gassed up jokers observe the speed law Make these gassed up clowns observe the speed law Make these gassed up clowns observe the speed law Cause they speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin Speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin Speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin Relax Slow down, you better chill, money Lights be changing fast on these streets dude Smash your whole shit up You better cool out, money It ain't like that out here Look at these cats man, it's funny man He probably just got that car About to fuck your whole shit up Speed laws out here, money Knight riding cats In control like interstaters, state-ahs, state-ahs State-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs State-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs Stay the. FUCK off the road, money!!