Lyrical Breakdown of Confusion (Here Come the Drums) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Confusion (Here Come the Drums)" 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 "Confusion (Here Come the Drums)" 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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Boom and pound, boom and pound
Here come the drums
Get back (Hey), here come the drums (Hey)
Stay back, unless you all want some (Hey, confusion)
Get back (Hey), here come the drums (Hey)
(Boom and pound, boom and pound, hey)
Get back (Hey), here come the drums (Hey)
Stay back, unless you all want some (Hey, confusion)
(Boom and pound, boom and pound, hey)
Here come the drums (Confusion)
Flavor Flav, I'm focused
I'm back to the game just killin' you jokers
Rock Hall of Fame better know who the GOAT is
Planet Hollywood better know who the host is
Catch me at the bar, feedin' people mimosas
Me and Chuck, bet everybody can quote this
This is for the fans, and all my posters
Haters know the time, I'm movin' ferocious
Flav's got the bars, you can take it in doses
My Uzi weighs a ton, all you haters can hold this
Fingers in the air to you culture vultures
Flav comin' through since your boy been sober
Catch me on tour, I'm around the solar
This is how you went from New York to Angola
It's been about a minute so the break is over
King Squid, and your boy's a roller
Get back (Hey), here come the drums (Hey)
Stay back, unless you all want some (Hey, confusion)
Get back (Hey), here come the drums (Hey)
(Boom and pound, boom and pound, hey)
Get back (Hey), here come the drums (Hey)
Stay back, unless you all want some (Hey, confusion)
(Boom and pound, boom and pound, hey)
Here come the drums (Confusion)
Yo, stumblin', mumblin', gangster dice tumblin'
Jaboklask, double feel lovin'
Ain't that somethin'? Polyester rubbin'
When y'all hearin' these S1W beats comin'?
Break them sticks over hi-hats and bass kicks
MCs no longer rhyme like this
Some of them spin the rhymes singin' the keyboards ringin'
Whistlin' Dixie, watch most of it miss me
Kiss me, we gonna have lots of fun
Dancin', skatin' on these hardcore drums
Son, we rock your mama, grandmama
Tell her, these drums'll make her grab a young fella
Fela, Fela, these beats is danger
Rampage, the key, orchestrate, or arranger
Oh felony, is that what y'all tellin' me?
You make these beats in five minutes, are you kiddin' me?
Get back (Hey), here come the drums (Hey)
Stay back, unless you all want some (Hey, confusion)
Get back (Hey), here come the drums (Hey)
(Boom and pound, boom and pound, hey)
Get back (Hey), here come the drums (Hey)
Stay back, unless you all want some (Hey, confusion)
(Boom and pound, boom and pound, hey)
Here come the drums (Confusion)
Boom and pound, boom and pound, boom and pound
Boom and pound, boom and pound, boom and pound
Boom and pound, boom and pound, boom and pound
Boom and pound, boom and pound, boom and pound