Lyrical Breakdown of Sunshine - Album Version (Edited) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Sunshine - 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 "Sunshine - 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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(Let the sunshine -)

Yeah, yeah

It's a brand new day, y'all (let the sunshine in)

Turn me up in the top a little bit, dawg

I want you to know, I want you to hear this one (the sun's shinin')

Loud and clear, bright and early

Listen

I don't hate players, I don't love the game

I'm the shot clock, way above the game

To be point blank with you, motherfuck the game

I got all this work on me, I ain't come for play

You can show the little shorties how you pump and fake

But dawg, not to Def, I'm not impressed

I'm not amused, I'm not confused

I'm not the dude

I'm grown man business, I am not in school

Put your hand down, youngin', this is not for you

On my J.O. with beats by Kanye, yo

My name on the marquee, your name off the payroll

Style fresh, like I'm still a day old

And it's been like that since the day 0

On more time than a Rollie, or Seiko

Step on deck, your neck do what I say so

Get up or get out, get down or lay low

(Let the sunshine -)

Standing in the shadow of a fabulous man

Brooklyn nigga I am, Black Dante (let the sunshine in)

That nigga, that dude (that nigga, that dude)

Black people, let's move (black people, let's move) (the sun's shinin')

Shout out to my man Talib Kweli, yes (that's the sun)

We on top-a, top-a, shotta, shotta

Check it out (move out)

Slim nigga that cast a big shadow

Cherokee Red that shoot the long arrow

Got mo' skill, mo' aim, and mo' ammo (fire)

You can get it all from a big or small barrel

Like, "Hail Mary, full of grace"

Niggas come in and shoot up the place

And make you pull up your face

The deck, I'ma pull out the ace

From the jungles of the Empire State

Where it ain't no escape, 247, 718

And that's like every night, every day

From the place that I settle and stay

To the States, I'm collectin' my pay

Blast off then I'm back to the K

Hold it down, so my family straight

Represent in a family way

Pro ball, not for amateur play

Been raw since the amateur stage

Before the press had the cameras raised

Like a long time 'head of the way (let the sunshine -)

You understandin' me straight? (let the sunshine in)

(Yes, yes)

No doubt! (let the sunshine -)

(Excellence)

It's what it is, it's what it is

And thats what it is, you see? (The sun's shinin') (you see?)

Ha! (Fire!)

'Cause it is deeper, sweeter, richer, crisper (fire, fire, fire)

Stronger reception and sharper picture

Revolve around God, and involve with niggas

These elements help evolve my scripture

And make Mos Def a classic modern figure

Brooklyn, it don't matter if ya holler or whisper

You're comin' through clear, 'cause I'm right here with ya

Ain't gotta edit your slang, I got it, I get ya

Yo, brothers and sisters, fathers and mothers

The lovers, the leavers, the doubters, believers

The stayers, the quitters, the bitches, the niggas

Rebel guerrillas to ghetto civilians

Y'all gon' feel it from the first to the millionth

It's extra - ordinary and plain (extra)

I walked a thousand paces of life ahead of the game

By the time that you get where I'm standin', I'll be gone

Y'all make moves, but y'all just move wrong

I move in, and y'all must move on (let the sunshine -)

'Cause I'm molto strong

And I know what my feet move for (ha!)

Make it go without a brand new car (let the sunshine in)

I was fresh without a brand new song

Don't give a fuck about what brand you are (the sun's shinin')

I'm concerned what type of man you are

What your principles and standards are

Ya understand me, y'all? (Understand me, y'all?)

Be good to your family, y'all

No matter where your families are

'Cause everybody need family, y'all

Raise a hand, you understand me, y'all

Everybody need family, y'all

Be good to your families, dawg

Understand, no matter where your families are

Everybody need family, dawg

Raise your hand, you understand me, pa (aw, aw, Pa Pete!)

That's what it is (that's my man)

Family and my family, Pencil Pete

My man too

All our loved ones behind the walls

All of those still in the struggle

Assata, Mumia

Sundiata

My man Jamil (let the sunshine -)

Life is real

To all the real soldiers (let the sunshine in)

Black people

We family, y'all (the sun's shinin')

Let it be bright

(Let it be bright, let it be bright, let it be bright, bright -)