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 -)