Lyrical Breakdown of By The Time I Get To Arizona - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "By The Time I Get To Arizona" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Public Enemy weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "By The Time I Get To Arizona" 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 Public Enemy 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 Public Enemy's narrative.

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This is Sister Souljah. Public Enemy, Security of the First World And all allied forces are traveling west to head off a white supremacy scheming to destroy The national celebration of Dr. Martin Luther King's birthday Public Enemy believes that the powers that be in the states of New Hampshire and Arizona Have found psychological discomfort in paying tribute to a black man Who tried to teach white people the meaning of civilization Good luck brothers, show 'em what you got I'm countin' down to the day deservin', fittin' for a king I'm waitin' for the time when I can get to Arizona 'Cause my money is spent for the goddamn rent Neither party is mine, not the jackass or the elephant Twenty-thousand niggy-niggy brothers in the corner Of the cell block, but they come from California Population is none in the desert and sun With a gun cracker runnin' things under his thumb Starin' hard at the postcards, isn't it odd and unique Seein' people smile wild in the heat? A hundred-twenty degree, 'cause I want to be free What's a smilin' face when the whole state's racist? Why I want a holiday? Damn it, 'cause I wanna So what if I celebrate it standin' on a corner? I ain't drinkin' no forty, thinkin' time with a nine 'Til we get some land, call me the trigger man Lookin' for the governor, huh? He ain't lovin' ya, ha? But here to trouble ya, he's rubbin' ya wrong Get the point and come along, he can get to the joint I urinated on the state while I was kickin' this song Yeah, he appear to be fair The sucker over there, he try to keep it yesteryear The good ol' days, the same ol' ways that kept us dyin' Yes - you, me, myself, and I, indeed What he need is a nosebleed Read between the lines, and then you see the lie Politically planned, but understand, that's all she wrote When we see the real side that hide behind the vote And they can't understand why he the man, I'm singin' about a king They don't like it when I decide to mic it Wait, I'm waitin' for the date For the man, who demands respect 'cause he was great, c'mon I'm on a one mission to get a politician to honor Or he's a goner by the time I get to Arizona Well, I got twenty-five days to do it If a wall in the way, just watch me go through it 'Cause I gotta do what I gotta do PE number one, gets the job done When it's done and over, was because I drove 'er Through all the static, not stick but automatic That's the way it is, he gotta get his, talkin' MLK Gonna find a way Make the state pay, I'm lookin' for the day Hard as it seems, this ain't no damn dream Gotta know what I mean, it's team against team Catch the light beam So I pray, I pray every day, I do and praise Jah the maker Lookin' for culture I got, but not here from Jamaica Pushin' and shakin' the structure, bringin' down the Babylon Hearin' the sucker that make it hard for the Brown The hard boulevard, I need it now more than ever now Who's sittin' on my freedom, oppressor, people beater A piece of the pick, we picked a piece of land that we're deserving now Reparation, a piece of the nation, and damn, he got the nerve Another nigga they say and classify we want too much My people plus the whole nine is mine, don't think I even double dutch Here's a brother, my attitude is hit 'em, hang 'em high I'm blowing up the nineties, started tickin' in eighty-six When the blind get a mind, better start fearin' while we sing it now There will be the day we know those down and who will go Go, go, go, go By the time I get to Arizona (zona, zona, zona) By the time I get to Arizona (zona, zona, zona) By the time I get to Arizona (zona, zona, zona)