Lyrical Breakdown of Pollywanacraka - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Pollywanacraka" 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 "Pollywanacraka" 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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She wants a lover right now

But not no brother

Her man gotta have a lotta money

To get under her cover

Now she's a fine sister

But up here she's missin' it

She says she wanna learn about life

No old black bull shit

At the age of 15 a brother gave her a baby

She's 19 now and it drover her crazy

And now everytime

She turns around

All the people in the neighborhood

Look and get mand and sing

I don't wanna

I don't wanna

That's what they say

Meet Mr. Succesful

I guess he's blessed yeah

But he happens to be a brother

Who only wants blue eyes and blonde hair

Now this young mister

He don't like sisters

He couldn't find that special one

He know why he missed her

He says sisters wasn't good enuff

They only wanted his green stuff

That's why everytime he turned

Around all the people

In the neighborhood

Looked and got mad

And sang

I don't wanna

I try to tell my people

There should not be any hatred

For a brother or a sister

Whose opposite race they've mated

No man is God

And God put us all here (yeah)

But this system has no wisdom

The devil split us in pairs

And taught us White is good, Black is bad

And Black and White is still too bad

That's why everytime I turn around

All the people in my neighborhood

Look mad and sing.

I don't wanna

I dont know

I don't wanna