Lyrical Breakdown of Getting Married - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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"Picture us married, you and me," what? K-I-S-S-I-N-G "I remember the first time, girl you and me" This ain't no sucka-for-love shit This ain't no Huxtable-kisses-and-hug shit First-night-we-fuck shit, and don't call the next day This a thug's wedding day, in love Will we make it? Let us pray In a limo, my niggas, my father, my brothers Everybody in tuxes gettin' blunted Hard bottles, mob costumes this ain't no act though Factual, the pimp shall scoop no more Yes, I'm absolutely sure I know that she love me, I know that she faithful We spoke on a prenuptial agreement 'cause Will and Jada ain't need it Spoke on eloping but then I dreaded the thought 'Cause she deserves Cinderella's Ball and the whole shit But know this, you fuckin' wit' a slit ya throat quick Vehicular explosions, cigar smokin' Dark-minded, chart climbin', well-spoken Say farewell to broke men or rich ones Throw them phone numbers away 'cause this is it, hun Headed to the Chapel, my niggas laughin' And it's bafflin' 'cause just a year ago It's weird, though, I knew I'd get married To who? I knew not, thought of snatchin' Halle up from the dreadlock Pumpin' Sade, my head knot Finally, I met the perfect bitch, pardon my French, rephrase that Someone who made my heart stop, couldn't wait to blaze that Tired of hoppin' from honey to honey HIV spreadin', everybody bump the same bunnies The game'll put niggas in they graves Right before they part ways with the street I want a son to greet every mornin' Daughters and more sons tickle my feet Wife smilin', tellin' me it's time to eat, I'm gettin' married Uh, uh, uh, uh Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigalo It was difficult for me to find a chick I want Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigalo It was difficult for me to find a chick I want Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigalo It was difficult for me to find a chick I want It was my dream for my queen to put the ring on the ride Even Martin Luther King had a fling on the side That's what the negative ones say Knew my wedding would be one day but quickly is this day I know the hoes gonna miss me Lookin' at old photos, saying, "Damn, he used to twist me" Start chokin' up since I woke up Bachelor party was crazy, tryin' hard just to sober up Father, saw me in a daze, nudged me with his left arm Told me how him and moms went to City Hall, dressed norm' Said, she would love in me Oswald Boateng Customized in London by guys who suit up kings Gov, you got the ring, Jung, you behave Maxwell, he gon' sing, invited Lauryn Hill and the gang Baltimore, North Cacky, Mississippi Family packed in, my nigga, L is crazy tipsy Spilled Pepsi on the cuff links, ginger ale got it out Walked in the church, chest all big to thug it out My girl walked in glistenin', different stones 'Bout to go from my fiancé to Mrs. Jones That's a union that nobody can touch I gotta be cool wit' ya crazy aunts and uncles 'Cause I love you much 'cause you put up with my shit Court cases, baby mamas I make a honest woman outta you yet Everybody starin' at you, I'm at the altar, standin' Heart poundin' out my chest like a cannon I'm happy, one of my groom's men Under the music says, "Don't do it" But they just joke, some crew shit They playing, I'm gleeful, I'm stayin' I'm stayin' vows, all true "Will you take music as your wedded wife?" "I do" Sike, this ain't about music, y'all know who I'm talkin' to I'm getting married Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah, yeah) Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigalo It was difficult for me to find a chick I want Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigalo It was difficult for me to find a chick I want Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigalo It was difficult for me to find a chick I want I'm getting married